Sandra is My Selection

Who was that? inquired Sandra in a direct manner. Bara had mentioned the word "Sis" to her. When Bara is chatting by calling Sis, his ears are always sensitive.

"It's OK, sweetie. Do not be envious. Later, attractive became seductive."

"What is this?"

Sandra wrapped Bara's hand around her waist with her own. She dislikes being constantly paired with Bara. Although it has been underlined numerous times, the man still refuses to accept.

"Are you the first to fly?"

Sandra observed with amusement that her kid had consumed half of his lunch. Sky did not yet wait for her. A little disappointed, but that's to be expected. Since learning the game, Sky is frequently in a rush.

"Sky is incredibly hungry. In addition, there is a tournament in ten minutes." As he chewed his lunch, Sky spoke.

"Sky," called Bara. It made him uneasy to see Sky, who appeared to have no regard for Sandra.

"Your mother has served you food, so you wait for her to eat first. Don't be so impolite, Sky. Regardless of your occupation, do not precede your mother or eat without her permission. Understand?"

Just use a firm voice. He did not desire for his son to be impolite to his parents. Especially Sandra. What more did he observe, and how disheartened was Sandra to see this? Even though he displays a smile on his face.

"It is already Bara, so no problem there. Young people are often preoccupied and cannot be left behind," argued Sandra.

Bara gently shook his head "San, I cannot do so. You wish to teach your son etiquette, correct? How about print until the age of majority? He has in-laws and business associates. Not waiting in accordance with agreement, but munching alone. It is impolite," elucidated Bara

Bara does keep an attitude. Particularly at the dining table. It reflects the individual's personality. He did not wish for his child to be deemed unattractive by others. He will not be agreeable.

"I am aware, but you do not need to be so loud. Sky is still a youngster."

During correction, refrain from eating. He went to the kitchen to wash his hands under the sink. Ignoring Bara and Sandra, his tiny feet then hurriedly approached the room.

"Where are you going, Sky? You have not yet completed your meal." Sandra was in a panic and was preparing to pursue her son. Bara initially grasped his hand.

"There is no reason to pursue. You just eat," Bara said, unwilling to be rejected.

"However, he has not yet done eating."

"Leave it be. You must occasionally be tough with the boy."

Sandra heaved a gentle sigh. During this period, she was occasionally unable to handle Sky by herself. However, it is extremely painful when someone else corrects his son. Even though it is his father.

"What do you know about Sky? It's preferable to eat alone. Remember to close the door before you leave."

Sandra choose to stand up. Examine the chicken parts that have been pulverized with fiery chili sauce without tasting them again. She had to first calm herself down. Today's events were a miracle for her. In addition, Bara's presence in this household is perceived as domineering. Sky was uncomfortable with all of this and simply did not desire to participate.

The door slowly closed. The latch was turned twice to ensure that she did not wish to be disturbed today. Sandra walked up to the large bed and laid down.

"You continue to be as obnoxious as Bara."

Sandra leaned back her head. Select closed. One hand still holds a picture frame containing two people.

***

Bara has ill sentiments against Sandra and Sky for abandoning her. He desired to catch up with them, but his cell phone suddenly vibrated.

"Hello."

["Bara, where are you? I've already arrived at the office.

Just exhaled. If his sister had called, her presence was unquestionable. There was no alternative but for him to rush there immediately.

Sandra and Sky can complete their business later.

He strode confidently down the office corridor. Finally, after a thirty-minute journey, they arrived.

"Sister, I apologize for the lengthy delay," Bara remarked cheerfully. He stared at his sister, who, despite being over fifty years old, was still attractive.

"Where do you originate, Bara? "Can't you just tell me if something is wrong?" remarked Brisia Mada, agitated. His hands are positioned in front of his chest in a bent position. A sign of fury that is about to be expelled.

"From Sandra's residence," said Bara. He has maintained his pledge in front of Brisia thus far. I do not want to hear any hurtful words.

Brisia breathed in deeply. Constantly about Sandra and Sandra. His younger sibling appeared to have become blind. Cannot view other women in the world. In addition, she recently discovered that Arsoni is his firstborn child who also adores that woman.

"You and your nephew are identical. Bara, why are you pursuing Sandra? Arsoni is still controllable. However, I hope you also abandon such a woman. Bara, we are the Hernandez family. Our name has expanded."

Bara cast a sidelong glance towards his sister. He does not like to discuss family surnames at length. It was simply a name to him. Even if he dropped his last name, his quality would not be affected.

"So you want these two men you care about to stay away from the same woman?" Bara questioned forcefully.

"I'm sorry, Sis, but Arsoni is required. While I am still legally married to Sandra, we have separated. Therefore, I shall not divorce my wife."

Brisia glared intently. His attention shifted to the window. This afternoon was spent observing the ominous clouds in the sky. It looks like it will rain.

"Think again Bara. She still carries Lukito's blood. You don't recognize that individual, do you?"

Bara moaned behind his neck's nape. His younger brother quickly leveled himself after approaching her.

"I am aware of Brisia. I need not be reminded. Before I met her, I was already aware of his past," stated Bara beside her sister.

There was no response from the left side of Bara. The 19-year-old female was mute. Many thoughts were racing through his mind. Just make arrangements for verbal delivery.

"I still wish for your marriage to Erika. She's attractive and talented—"

"Brisia," Bara immediately interjected. "You are aware I have no interest in women. If I had wanted to, I would have searched for her from the beginning. I simply want serenity for my small family. Your nephew is chest-level with you. Do you not wish to meet him?"

***

The plume of smoke emanating from the cup of black coffee that his secretary just brought him was not alluring. He had, after all, requested it himself. Outside, it was heavily raining. The dialogue with his sister had ended. But enough to remain memorable.

"I'm old Bara. Can't you be a respectful little brother to your sister? Why can't you be as sweet as our parents desired?"

Simply grinned wryly. He had always held his sister and their parents in high regard. However, this does not imply that people are dependent on their lifestyle choices. This is his lifestyle. His few accomplishments thus far have resulted from his nurture. Except for one thing, Sandra and Sky were left behind.

Just don't understand. He observed the injury to his sister's eye. Since the beginning, he was his father's butt if he disobeyed Mr. Hernandez's instructions. After several years, Brisia's wound has not healed.

"Sandra is my selection. I'm so sorry. Enjoy your relationship without troubling me."

***