In addition, Movu, the only man's name Yashnile could be at ease whenever his princess had spoken off it.
"Okay. As if I could get in between your love for him. Just make me proud and don't love any bastards, alright?"
"Of course."
"Kuya is proud of you."
"Well, you have to make me proud too, don't be late on Saturday." Yanarym had a laugh of victory on her head. Another victorious stalling of emotion, also, she's getting it to his head. That he could trust Movu and handle her over when the time comes.
"Alright."
After buying all the material that she needed, they go straight to the family restaurant that they often go to. Yanarym was sipping her milkshake while Yashnile carried the paper bags consisting of clothes and the school material. Yazeno appeared minutes later and gave Yanarym a big hug before settling down.
"Did you finish your last class?"
"I did, of course, though I did not attend my academy class." He replied and looked at Yashnile who was peering at him.
"If you're just going to fool around it's much better if you didn't insist on going to that academy class. You're wasting time and my money." Yashnile lectured, and Yazeno shut up and loosened his smile. Yanarym sipped her drink, these common quarrels.
"Kuya, don't be too hard on Zen. He is a senior, so it would be bad to pressure him." Yazeno smiled and pulled his chair towards her and embraced her tiny arm.
"Don't spoil him too much Rym, that's why all he does is play."
"Kuya, if you keep on nagging like that you'll ruin my appetite." Yashnile scoffed and glared at Yazeno but couldn't say anything anymore.
"You're the best," Yazeno whispered to her and Yanarym muffled his hair as a reply. He peered at Yanarym, who was no longer looking at him but at the menu.
Yazeno, the youngest child of the family. The third problem that Yanarym should watch out for. Though he was not as difficult to handle, she shouldn't take him easy.
He grew up without memories of the original, he only saw pictures of her. Back then, he had a huge crush on her, mainly because she had the carbon copy face of their mother. For Yazeno, as a child, her mother belonged to her father. And so he thought, the original could belong to him. When Yanarym came back as the original, although he calls her his sister, she could perceive that the treatment was like a stranger. A few years had passed and they became closer but what feelings he developed was not being her little brother. He had the same problem as Yashnile does, they both have a sister complex.
The only difference is Yazeno was in denial but knew how to redirect his emotion to someone else. While Yashnile is in denial and he keeps it hidden, onto his deepest depth. Guide-sama is an intellectual being, he could read minds but couldn't read feelings. That was why Yanarym was the only one who discovered Yazeno's complexity, because he never thought of it -- his feelings for her. And without thinking about it, Guide-sama will never know it. Yet, the actions were very honest. And that's the best talent Yanarym has, observing people. Living with them for the last nine years was enough to know them inside and out. Apparently, just like what she thought, Yazeno was her second to the last priority. With enough attention and affection, he will never cause problems for her.
"Stop clinging to Rym," Yashnile muttered and Yazeno fixed his posture. "Should we order now? Or shall we wait for Cailly?" Changing his tone to a softer one, he shifted his attention to Yanarym.
"We could start with the appetizer." Suggesting that, the waiter took the orders from Yashnile. Yanarym took her phone while Yazeno was glancing at her every second as if he wanted to strike up a conversation.
"How was your school today sis?" Yazeno looked at her again with affectionate eyes and a bright smile on his expression. Yanarym chuckled and showed a photo on her phone. It was a beautiful woman's chat message.
"Your girlfriend privately messaged me."
"What'd she say?"
"Nothing, just said hello."
"And you replied?"
"Of course, she introduced herself as your girlfriend."
"I told her not to disturb you."
"Why? Won't you introduce her to us?"
"No, I mean ---I don't think she's the one." He whispered it but she heard it clearly.
"Really? Then, why don't you break up?"
"We just started."
"So?"
"...so, it's not good to break up just like that."
"Do you like her?"
"Honestly?"
"Yes, honestly, do you like her?"
"I thought I did."
"What? You're such a player."
"No, really Ate Rym, I thought I like her. But I just realized I don't."
"What made you think so?"
"Because I don't feel happy with her? Mom told me that being with your loved one will make you feel complete. I don't..."
"You should break up with her Zen."
"But Ate..."
"Listen, I don't want to meddle with your love life, it's your choice, your path, and lessons to learn. However, think about the other person. She likes you, but you don't. That's not committing, a relationship with no love equates to bullshit."
"I don't want to be called a player."
"Those are the consequences of your action."
"Should I let a week pass before breaking up with her?"
"Zen, think of me and Cailly, imagine that the guy we like asked us to be their girlfriend. However, they didn't really like us?"
"That can't happen! You're too precious to get played like that and Cailly too."
"Every person is precious, she's someone else's daughter and sister too." He sighed and bowed his head.
"I will talk to her tomorrow." Yanarym smiles and pinches his cheek.
"Good boy, next time don't enter a relationship if you're not too sure, alright?" She let go of his cheek.
"Alright."