Dusk In Eye Pelupuk

Dusk In Eye Pelupuk
Zafirah Romance



...#Flashback on#...


The arrival of Jena and Agam was warmly welcomed by Kiyai Bahi. If so excited when Jena asked for his help bring 4 boxes of tarts with orange flavor.


Just then, as they had been sitting together in the living room, Kiyai Bahi shared the happy news to them. It was really good news, so Jena felt very moved after confirming the truth of the news to Zafirah.


"You're really getting married?" he asked, looking at the face of Zafirah, his best friend. Knowing very well how the woman felt about her husband, a little doubt had tucked in the recesses of the heart.


Zafirah, the sweet and gentle girl nodded while throwing a smile at Jena.


"You sure?."


Again, the girl nodded with a smile.


Jena is made anxious"Zafirah, why are you just smiling! tell me! are you sure of the marriage that awaits you???."


There was the sound of laughter slowly Zafirah, grabbed Jena's fingers then said"Of course, Jenaira. How can I agree to marry if my heart isn't sure."


"Lantas, do you love him?."


"You know yourself, he's a very nice guy, love will soon come because you're used to it, Jena."


That answer made Jena crumple Zafirah's fingers, really her heart became restless hearing the words that came from her best friend's mouth"Zafirah, so you agreed to marry just because he was a good man??," looked deeper into the pair of beautiful beads of the woman, but there was no doubt there.


"Just like me and your husband, bang Agam, me and himself were also often together from childhood. If my feelings for your husband are quickly detected, I realize my feelings for him are slowly arising."


Both of Jena's eyebrows were raised hearing Zafirah's chatter, making her little brain think a little harder.


"When Abi brought the two of us together, discussing marriage, my heart shook Jena. And as she said she was willing to marry me, warm feelings slowly crept into the recesses of my heart," Zafirah's face seemed to be blushing. And after seeing the face blushed shame that Jena finally sure of the feelings of her best friend.


"You've fallen in love with her" muttered Jena.


"He'em," nodded Zafirah.


Immediately, Jena pulled Zafirah's arm, took her in the arms"Thank God, may Yasir bang always give happiness to you, "he said with teary eyes.


...#Flashbcak off#...


The residents of the beach residence are still busy with the preparation of the opening of their cafe. So far Ben has only joined them, for the beginning of Agam and Gibran will be the waiter at the cafe. Jena had expressed the idea to recruit two or three servants, but since this was just the beginning, they had to see in advance whether their business was accepted enough in this place.


"See, if you dare to serve female customers with your charms, I will not hesitate to snap your forehead, mas."


Ben who heard Jena's rambling, scratched his head that did not feel itchy at all. A few days joined by the beach dwellers, Ben began to understand their nature one by one.


In Ben's eyes, Gibran is still Gibran who has a level of confidence above average. But despite that attitude, he was a humorous and kind man.


And Agam, from a long time ago the man was known to be gentle and warm to those closest to him. It's just that Ben caught a signal of rivalry between his best friend and son, it's ridiculous to see Agam annoyed when Jena joked with Enda.


So, what about the only woman in the residence? the woman he knew loved coffee like a chameleon. If with Gibran she will turn into a super duper fierce woman, but if she was with Agam, she turned into a sweet woman and often blushed shy, also easily jealous. Like that time, after agreeing that her husband would be one of the servants in their cafe, Jena immediately warned the man. Unmitigated, his fingers that are not how big it becomes an anacaram for the husband's forehead.


It is made to laugh instead of being afraid of the threat of the wife. He clasped Jena's little fingers into his big fingers"Waw! don't use this wiggle to hit me baby, you better use it to gently wipe my face," Agam's mischievous clench made Jena laugh timidly.


Oh God!! Ben began to feel the air of holiness here. Before he became envious of witnessing their affection, Ben immediately stepped out, grabbed the key of the bike from his pocket and sat down on his steed.


"Where are you?" said Gibran, who came with workers carrying chairs and tables.


"Fetch Enda for a moment, after all I'm not strong to linger inside," pointed at the two people inside there with his face.


Gibran shook his head then looked back at Ben"Well, you finally felt my screams," Ben responded that just chuckled as he pulled back his bike.


As for Ben, a santri envoy kiyai Bahi came to deliver an invitation letter. The corner of the lips of the mature brown-skinned man swooped up, the names of Zafirah and Yasir were clearly written on the invitation.


Immediately he conveyed the invitation to Jena and Agam in there. Reading the name of the friend on the invitation paper, the woman was made strangled, happy.


"Darling, this coincides with the awards you must attend."


Jena shook her head, went to the kitchen to brew coffee.


Gibran throws a question at Agam"What award?."


"Eits! I thought he was just writing a horror novel? even the romantic novel that had been recognized by crazy Tiara was not available in the ranks of his online novels."


"Are you surprised? your brother is good at creating surprises, isn't he?" looked at his wife with a loving look.


"Curtain! I'm so sick of the look of your love towards her" decried Gibran, upset.


Turning her gaze and focusing on Gibran completely"He's my wife, it's only natural that I look at him with a look of love. It would be different if I looked at you with that look."


"Yakk!! enough's enough! your babble made my stomach tickle," he shuddered.


Glamor laughs, sometimes you can also tease Gibran like today.


With a piece of cake and coffee, Jena now returns to the bookstore, sitting with the two men back.


"Sister, will you be at Zafirah's wedding or at the awards ceremony?."


"Have you ever seen me at an awards show? just once?."


Puckered his lips"Hem.never," he said, slowly pulling Jena's cake.


"Well, that's what you already know. Why ask again, a waste of time," ketus Jena mengesapnya. The woman had not yet realized Gibran's insolence. His essence was seized by Agam who took off his glasses while restoring his hair.


"Mas, put the glasses again!," he said in a commanding tone.


"Yes my wife" immediately, Agam put his glasses back on.


Staring at Jena and Agam with a puff"He's not even myopic? there's no harm in taking off those glasses."


"Like me dong! he just did not protest why are you the one who commented??" exclaimed the big brother ketus.


Watching her cake move"Cloth!!," Jena's little fingers patted Gibran's naughty arms, making a crisp sound and a pretty reddened scar there.


"Well!! besides fierce! finicky! you're also jealous now, brother," he rubbed his arm.


"You even hit me!," he said again bending his face.


"That's because you're so ignorant! you're trying to steal my cake!"


"Look, it turns out you have one more disease, sister," he cried pushing the cake plate closer to Jena.


"Disease?? what do you mean!."


"In addition to fierce, chatty, jealous, you are also stingy now. You're such a bitch" the man grumbled while retreating from the bookstore.


"Gibran!!," exclaimed Agam.


"Geek!!! basic bucin," led Gibran from the mouth of the cafe door.


Gibran's childish attitude made Jena hold back a laugh. The big guy was pretty funny when sulking. Likewise with Agam, Gibran led it to make his heart tickle.


"It turns out he was a little funny when sulking," said Jena slowly.


"You just realized it? you're brothers, obviously he's funny, because you're also very funny at sulking."


Jena pressed against Agam's dimple back then"Oho, really? don't tell me you like Gibran enough."


"I? like that bad guy? come on, baby, even if you're brothers, you're the one I like."


Jena looked at Agam with a naughty glance"Oh huh? really true??."


"Jenaira...you do not tease me!," exclaimed Agam began to tickle the slender waist of the wife.


"Yeah!! Agam!!," cried Jena who began to feel amused.


To be continued...


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