Online Ojek Driver That Turns Out to be a Ceo
Chapters. 21. Meet In The End.

Ghazali just got out of the elevator along with Jaka and RT sir. Instantly he stood glued to look at the girl in front of him who was looking at him meaningfully.

He looked to the right and left. Ascertaining whether this beautiful girl in front of him was right in calling him. Because according to Ghazali, it was impossible for him to meet his younger sister in a place like this.

"I'm sorry, did you call me?" ask Ghazali to make sure.

Shireen who was holding back her harbour just nodded and while smothering her mouth she immediately ran away to hug Ghazali.

Ghazali was shocked. Two men next to him. They jumped when there was a cute young girl who suddenly ran to hug their friend. Even the girl seemed to cry as much as she hugged tightly.

"Hey-hey. You who? Are you not wrong people? Hey can't gini, we're not mahrom, Dek!" Ghazali said as he continued to try to hold his shoulders and push slowly Shireen's body.

"It's Ilen, Abaaang!" Shireen finally told me who she was. He did not want the figure of the man he missed so much to take off his embrace. Shireen doesn't care about the views of people who don't know anything. He just wanted to return to feel the warmth of this one brother. They have been separated for five years. At that time, Shireen was still first grade in junior high school. His face and body have undergone many changes.

The skin is white no longer mature. His nose is sharp and his teeth are neat. In fact, his hair is now long with caramel brown.

Ghazali gasped in shock at the words of the girl who was holding him so tightly. "Huh, I–Ilen? Ilen bang Al?" Ghazali shrugged Shireen's shoulders. Trying to drop from his body so that he can look at his entire face. It was at that moment, when Ghazali looked closely. He had just recognized that the young girl in front of him was his little sister.

"You, you really are that crybaby Ilen? What if you cry until you get snot out?" calgary Ghazali scoured, with both eyes already dewy. Actually he already recognized, only he deliberately mocked his beloved sister.

"That was before, Bang. Now it's not!" whine Shireen wiped away the tears that flooded her cheeks. His eyes continued to water when he saw the appearance of a figure he had long yearned for. The figure of Abang who is getting mature but dear looks dull not taken care of like before.

"Yes believe, now it's beautiful in gini. Glowing and shaky bland," praised Ghazali who made Shireen embrace her again.

"O Allah, my brother is very good. How long has he been gone?" ghazali asked confusedly. Because of her posture, Shireen is like any adult woman in general. All very big. Even Ghazali could feel it. That's why he gave them distance from their arms.

Despite his own younger brother, Ghazali still felt uneasy. He took a look at the clothes that Shireen was wearing. It turns out that it forms the body even though it is not too open. Torn street jeans on the left right thigh. Also a tight plain sweatshirt that displays how big the fruit is and slim flattened the stomach.

Ghazali immediately scooped the face of Jaka's mupeng when he turned his head. "Close ye eyes of Lu Jak! What do you want to cave this!" ghazali said firmly while pointing using two fingers.

Jaka shakes in fear. He immediately shifted his eyes. No longer dared to look seriously at Shireen.

"Who are you here with? What's to do?" asked Ghazali where it immediately made Shireen screech in surprise because he remembered something.

"Why are you shouting?"

"That's Bang. Shiren came here with mommy. Mommy must have been worried about me going back from the toilet," Shireen replied in a panic, but at once her countenance changed.

"Mommy must be very happy and happy to meet my brother." Shireen was crying again.

"So this is his brother bang Al?" jaka asked in disbelief. Because the white Shireen is clean and the black Ghazali is sweet.

"Why are you Jak? No believe? You heard he was talking to himself, if he was me!"ghazali Tukas.

"It's so different, like a lackey master," jaka chirps make Ghazali kick his dryman.

"Aw!" Jaka complained while rubbing his feet.

"That's why don't you like it!"

"Oh yeah, Len. Where is mama now? What happens until you go to the hospital? Is there-"

"Papa's not there, Bang. We have a plan, brother. We both came with a brother's contrast, but it was quiet. It turns out that Brother is even here," Shireen said with the queen's confused face. He also looked at two men of different ages who were beside the figure of the brother. Mr. RT with a few pieces of paper, and Jaka with a medium-sized bag in his hand.

"Yes, Brother will tell me. Now Anterin brother meet mama." Ghazali clasped Shireen's hand tightly, then the young girl led him and they walked quickly.

Even Ghazali was half-running when he saw the figure of the middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful was sitting in the front waiting chair of the ER room.

"Ma .." Ghazali's throat felt choked when he was about to call the figure of the woman who had given birth to him in the world.

The sound he made was too weak. So Kazenia had yet to notice his presence.

Ghazali with all his might held back the tightness that seemed to press his chest strong. Until he could no longer have a sound or a word he could get out.

Jaka sana pak RT the thin mustache man can only throw each other a look full of question marks. What the hell is going on? Are they the family of their neighbors? Maybe this is the question that pops into the heads of both.

Shireen decided to move closer to Kazenia. He who also can not say anything but cry can only direct the face of the mother using both hands. Shireen turned Kazenia's head to the direction where her proud son whom she longed for stood.

"A–abang. My son ... Ghazali!" Kazenia stood up from her seat. Ghazali walked slowly towards the woman who was looking at him silently full of this longing. Both corners of Ghazali's eyes are already full of puddles of tears that are ready to spill. Not expecting her dream to enter the hospital is to be able to meet with her beloved mother.

"Shireen, he–he's your brother? Is he really your brother?" Unbelieving Kazenia shakes her daughter's shoulder. Both legs felt stiff so he could not move. Shireen nodded with a palm that still silenced her own mouth.

Kazenia stared at the distance as Ghazali got closer. Sure enough, this figure could not he forget. Although the look and likeness is no longer as bright as before in the palace house owned by her husband. Now, his son was a little skinny and shabby. With a pale face like a tired person.

"Ma ..."

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