High School, But Married

Episode 20's

Being the second of three children, Haikal should be a good example for his younger sister who is still a toddler. Haikal, who was none other than the younger brother of Assagaf, shook his head not understanding the foolish thoughts of Zulfikar, the friend of his brother.

Working on school assignments accompanied by Assagaf who was also busy looking for study materials in geogle crome, Haikal once took a deep breath to seize the attention of the Brother. The older brother, who was lying on the sofa, pulled himself up to sit down.

"What's wrong with you, Dek?" ask Assagaf curiously.

"Good" Haikal muttered inaudibly by Assagaf. That was the question he had been waiting for since. Putting the pen on the table, Haikal pulled himself up to sit on the sofa in front of his brother. "Sister, look at me dong .." she whined.

Assagaf who so spoiled his sister, can only obey. Soon the man looked at his adorable sister. "Why?" ask Assagaf casually.

"Before, I want the nanya first, a friend of Brother whose name is Kak Zulfikar is already married what not?" ask Haikal seriously.

Assagaf frowned. Zulfikar is not usually the topic of conversation when the two are working on a joint task. "Why is that?"

"cams! Brother ... I'm nanya, Brother Zul is married yet?!" ketus Haikal's.

Assagaf took a deep breath. "Yes already. Why the hell?"

"Later I answered, I still want to ask" said Haikal managed to make Assagaf's forehead bent up.

"Do you know whose wife he is?" tanya Haikal continued the question.

"Do you know who his wife is?" Assagaf asked again with the same facial expression.

"Ih Brother ... How to ask! Answer dong!!" Haikal was upset.

"Yes know" replied Assagaf briefly.

Haikal. "So gini brother" Haikal was silent for a moment making Assagaf curious.

"Where is ...?" Assagaf was again upset.

Haikal. "Calm down, don't get angry" Haikal said casually. Then justify the way he sits. "So gini, me and his wife Kak Zul is bestie. Well, last night, he got a motorcycle bump and was taken to the same hospital that nudged him. S__"

"Then how is he doing now?" Assagaf cuts out Haikal's sentence.

"Patience is what it is, brother!" ketus Haikal's.

"OK" Assagaf. He must be patient to face his spoiled sister also likes to be upset.

"Keep, Asna, you know Asna, right?" Haikal continued the sentence.

Assagaf nodded.

"Asna told me so I went to the hospital. There, I met Brother Zul. Masa, he called me Mas. It's weird, it's not like Brother Zul has been to our house. The hell he spared me. How could it be, Brother" Haikal shook his head cluelessly when he said his last sentence.

"You're not important to him. Anyway, why should he remember you" said Assagaf intend to make his sister upset.

Upset, Haikal refused to answer. He chose to sit on the floor and refocus on his work. Intrigued, Assagaf chose to contact Zulfikar but the man's number was off.

Elsewhere, Azahra was busy doing schoolwork. Although the teachers had given him permission to rest at home until his condition improved, but Azahra still did schoolwork so that his grades were not too bad.

After doing the task, Azahra relax while enjoying the biscuit slai olai flavored strowberi and pop ice chocolate mixed boba which he ordered through the grab application.

"Why? Just realized that my love is sincere?"

"It's Kulsum. I know I'm stupid. Until you easily fooled me"

"No, there's no such thing as a fourth chance"

"What's? You're saying I'm selfish? You're the selfish one, Kulsum!!"

Zulfikar's great voice during a phone call made Azahra hear everything. Guilt enveloped the woman. The second quarrel started from the keeogisann himself who did not want to stay in line with Kulsum. But is he really guilty of this?

She's Zulfikar's wife, she has the right to decide who can stay in the contract. Azahra.

Cheque-plek!!

The door in the living room is wide open. It looks like Zul is herding steps into the living room. Looking at Azahra who was looking at him, Zulfikar took his place beside the woman. Leaning on the sofa, Zulfikar closed his eyes. He still loves Kulsum, but to give a fourth chance, Zul doesn't want to anymore. Kulsum had fooled him a lot.

"Sir, can I make you some tea or coffee?" Azahra.

"No need" Zul replied.

"Eat me a pijitin?" Azahra is back.

"What do you know?" ask Zul without opening his eyes.

"Know, but not too clever" Azahra replied.

"Yes already, please massage my shoulders" pinta Zulfikar.

Azahra went back to the room and came out carrying a hanbody instead of massage oil. Pick up the carpet, and immediately open it in the living room.

"Sister, lay here yuk" Azahra's ink was directly heeded by Zulfikar.

With great pain, Azahra massaged Zulfikar. Although not so clever, but Azahra massage is enough to reduce the aches felt by Zulfikar. It had been almost half an hour but Zulfikar never said it had been, or had been, enough. The man casually maminkan game while enjoying the handcrafts of the wife.

"Sister .. is this torture or what? How not yet" when Azahra pouted.

"That's a reward because you asked Faisal's favorite food" Zul laughed.

"Sister, yes first. Behind me this sore" complained Azarah pouting.

"Yes ... Thanks" said Zul smiling.

Azahra stood up but her legs started to cramp. Staying still, Zulfikar made an evil smile. Pretending to be ignorant, the man nudged Azahra's leg.

"Silver .." cried Azahra.

"Why?" Zul pretended to ask.

"Please, don't touch my feet" Azahra said.

Chuckling, Zulfikar ignored his wife's request. On his whim, the man swung his fingers at the wife's feet.

"Hahaahaha. Brother don't, I beg ..." Azahra's laughter broke. I want to stand up, but I can't.

No matter what Zulfikar said, Azahra pulled the man's hand. A powerful pull, causing Zulfikar to fall on Azahra's body. The thin lips that never came into contact with a man's lips, now, for the first time, the tiny lips were in direct contact with his divine lover.

Azahra's eyes were perfectly rounded, and soon the woman pushed Zulfikar's body strong enough to make him grimace in pain.

"Zahra ... pain knows ...!" ketus Zulfikar is trying to get up.

"Sir. Even the lips tingle to my lips. So no longer my lips!" ketus Azahra held his lips.

Zulfikar. On a whim, the man approached the annoyed Azahra. Seeing Zul's unusual demeanor, Azahra got up from the carpet.

"So I will say something .." cried Azahra. Setting a step, the woman ran to her room.

Zulfikar's laughter broke. "Foolish base" he murmured.