Chapter 182 - KUYA

After two weeks of staying together, Movu prepared everything. They left Peru and rode the plane, economy class for almost twenty-three hours. 

Where did Movu get the visa or passport or even the money? Well, maybe that was the perks of being the main villain. 

"Are you nervous?" Movu asked, staring at her, "In three hours we're landing in the Philippines." She didn't bother to look at him, instead, she laid her head on his shoulder. 

In Manila, Movu bid goodbye to her after leaving her under the care of his trusted 'friend'. And within five hours of waiting for her family to fetch her, and bring her back home, a man who had a very similar feature to her came rushing to the station. It was the original's elder brother, Yashnile. 

"Rym?" 

"Kuya." White-silver hair with his burning blue eyes. Pointed nose, and firm lips, his expression shows a lot of authority and maturity. Wearing a high-school academic uniform. He dashed in her direction but stepped back when they were a meter away from each other. He gasped and covered his mouth looking surprised, overwhelmed, his eyes were even clouded by tears. He was about to cry, gaping at her like she was a fantasy appearing to his eyes.

"Rym? Yanarym?" Yanarym stretched out her arms, asking for a hug. Yashnile stared at her for a second before running to her and embracing her tightly. "Thank God. It's you, it's you." He showered her kisses and shifted from kissing to hugging her. Brushing her hair through his fingers, he wiped away the tears falling from his eyes. 

"Kuya Nile." An elementary kid behind Yashnile with his nanny peered at the two people who were embracing each other. The little boy focused his eyes especially on the girl that his older brother was crying on.

She looked like them, with her white hair, icy eyes, her pale skin, and solemn features more like his mother but doesn't feel like one. They met each other's eyes and she smiled slightly at him. He blinked and tilted his head, looking puzzled at this girl.

He felt familiar but strange, who is she? Yazeno creased his brows pondering why he wanted to dash and join his older brother hugging the girl. He was never intimate with a random stranger, yet, strange enough he felt his body jittering with happiness. 

"Come here Zen. She is your sister. It's Yanarym." Yashnile tranquilized, he noticed that her attention was onto something else that he turned back to see for himself. Forgetting that he brought Yazeno with him, he called him to introduce them. Yazeno was two years old when she went missing, he could probably barely remember anything.

"Sister?" Yazeno whispered to himself. "She's that--- Rym?" He assured and pointed towards her. 

"Zeno don't be rude." Yashnile furrowed his brows to his confused little brother and Yanarym smiled at the two cute boys. They looked straight out from a perfect cosplay of an anime. Aesthetics. 

"Hi." Yazeno kept on hiding behind his nanny but lifted his arm to wave at her. She slowly waves her hands to greet him back. The kid was so cute that Yanarym wanted to drop her awkward acting and just squeeze the kid's chubby cheeks.

"You remember him, right? Yazeno." Yashnile muttered to her pointing Yazeno's spot and she nodded her head in response. 

"I do." She whispered, "my baby brother." She said, nodding her head. 

"I'm no baby now." Zen refuted shyly walking in their direction. "I'm big now Ate. I can call you ate, right?" He said hiding at Yashnile's back still peeping at her. 

That she had left the first level of conflict, she had to go through the second level. That was, getting out of the awkward situation with the family. It was a lot more complicated for the original to accomplish because of the psychological barrier. But Yanarym could say that this was much easier than being with the syndicates. Also, she had entered the main villain's heart. How hard was it to capture the original's brothers' affection? 

Yashnile, the older brother is the same age as Movu. He was in his last year of being a senior in high school as of the current time frame. It's been three years since the mother had died, so the father was no longer in the country, taking care of the siblings. Probably, it was Yashnile who was handling everything on his own while being a student and getting ready for college. Man, he has a tough character. 

From the original's memory, Yashnile tried everything to work their family relationship back like it was before. In the storyline, there was a chapter where it featured how Yashnile loves his sister, not Cailly but the original. From the day she had gone missing, he blamed himself, like the mother, for the original's disappearance. He became a different person, trying to be perfect and all, though nothing was okay. He became himself again when she, the original, came back but it was not long enough before he got anxious by her changes, she was not what she used to be and he became over-protective of her. Which made the original uncomfortable, causing the gap even bigger. And when she died, he completely flipped, he didn't blame Cailly verbally, but he never treated her the same. 

"Is he --- in love like, in love romantically with the original?" Yanarym muttered in her head, looking at Yashnile, who was beside her in the van on the way to eat at a family restaurant for them to eat.

Guide-sama: "Yes, it was revealed in book four."

"Yep, I knew it." Yanarym did not contemplate anymore. She had no energy to think about anything, first, she had to eat. 

Yanarym thought that it would not be smart to do random moves. She would like to know the family before arranging the next steps to take.. Especially, the original's memory from the family was so subjective that Yanarym couldn't make a proper decision on how to treat them.