I Know Your Secret's

Nervous on My Wedding Day

I threw my body into my bed. Recalling the moment of the incident Zayyan suddenly appeared behind him like a nettle. It turned out that Zayyan and Gazza had come from there before I entered my brother's room.

"fyuuuh, may tomorrow be a pleasant day." I said as I hugged the pillow tightly. Just now my beautiful eyes started to shut, there was a loud bang behind the door. Clucking softly, I grumbled to look at the door that continued to be pounded incessantly. Making this lazy me walk without opening the door.

I looked resentfully at the person who had been interrupting my break, so why meeting Zayyan always pissed me off. Either his geeky face or his behavior keeps me going up in blood. I folded my arms around her chest staring intently at her, "what?" ask me a little ketus.

"let's relax, you're told to take your mother to the kitchen" Zayyan said, walking straight down the stairs.

"why?" I asked Zayyan, while making the man flinch at me.

"lho why? yes help the parents cook, I ask him. Cih you lazy woman." Zayyan sneered softly but still heard by me. With full force, I immediately released my cute sandal, then aimed towards Zayyan's head.

I immediately cheered when the slippers I threw were accurate on Zayyan's head. Zayyan grumbled furiously at me while holding his head. "buahahahaha, how does it hurt right???" ledekku preceded him, I went down the stairs while humming cheerfully towards the kitchen.

"Mom, let me help you." I bargained for a bowl of soup in Mom's hand.

"tumben you help Mom, usually if you are lazy is difficult to tell." said Mother while cooking rice. I was confused, and then looked at Mom "wasn't she the one who told Brother Zay to call me to help you?" my many.

Mom chuckles softly, "iyaa? wah prospective daughter-in-law Mother is very good yaa.make you painstaking down to help Mother. Geez I can't wait to see you're already his wife." said I'm happy and brought a packet of rice to the dinner table. I just looked up at Mom's back, which was starting to move away from me.

"oh yeah yeah, I got married tomorrow. No feeling hahahaha." I murmured slowly while shaking my head.

"are you crazy?" tanya Gazza looked strangely at me who was smiling to herself. I stared madly at Gazza, "like me." I sat up and divorced my hair, I walked ahead of Gazza. Gazza shrugged his shoulders as if he did not care what his sister said. After she finished gulping down water, she followed me to the dining table. We sat there waiting for Dad to come. I was surprised to see Zayyan suddenly grabbing a seat beside me, when it was Gazza's seat.

"why are you sitting here?" my many.

"because I want to eat" he said casually while playing his phone.

"hey, this is where the Gazza bang is, you moved there." I kicked it out while pushing it slowly.

"woi, can't you see I've been sitting next to Mom." gazza looked at us both in surprise. I turned to Gazza, "why are you sitting there bang?"

"because that place belongs to Zayyan now."

"kok belongs to him bang, make him a guest here."

"woi you don't realize that he's your husband tomorrow!"

I paused for a while, while clucking softly. "uh yeah, I just remembered this guy next to me in a few hours to be my husband." I said slowly then turned to look at Dad walking with his grandfather Zayyan. They look serious.

"you are indeed a good son, my gosh grandfather did not expect you to be the granddaughter-in-law of grandfather." said Grandfather smiled knot. I nodded slowly looking at him. There was no conversation after that, only the sound of the friction of the fork and spoon sounded.

***

I looked up at the sky, staring blankly at what I saw ahead. I don't know why tonight I can't sleep well, feel restless, nervous, anxious mixed into one. I don't want to look like an undead for tomorrow's photo, I'm directly taking the aromatherapy on my skin. After I can turn it on and I put it on the nightstand.

"tomorrow, my status changed. Is my decision right?" I murmured softly and suddenly felt doubtful about my current decision. But, like rice has become porridge I can't change that decision now. It was too late to cancel everything that had been planned extra in those five days. I don't want to embarrass my parents either, let alone Dad. Rarely did he approve of this marriage.

There is one more thing that makes me restless, which is my secret. Zayyan sooner or later he'll know my secret soon, but my name isn't Dasha if I give up. I had to cleverly cover all my secrets from her. I muttered softly while smiling a grin.

Tomorrow, on this new Friday, I am now sitting in front of a mirror while being doubled by the MUA and My Mother team. I was wearing a white wedding dress, covered up, and not showing my curves made me look like an angel. It's been a long time since Dad told me to wear the hijab but until now I'm still not ready to wear the hijab. For this time I established myself on the wedding day wearing a hijab. After selfie, I was stunned to see myself so beautiful with Zayyan's choice of dress at that time.

Ah, this kid tastes pretty good too. I murmured a little praising the annoying guy. Mother immediately approached me with an indecipherable look, and immediately hugged me tightly.

"what's wrong, ma'am?" askaku. In my heart, I was very worried if anything bad happened.

"Your happy mother will soon be my wife" said Mother slowly to make me sigh in relief.

Fyuuh, I think what was there, turns out this is thank goodness. My mother looked at my face, and my face looked almost like her.

"don't bother Zayyan, try your best for him son. I'm sure you can." said Mom, stroking my cheek, "you're so pretty in a hijab, son, like an angel." I'm thankful to make me blush.

"ahahaha I can, You are also beautiful even more beautiful than me" I said with a big smile. Mom chuckles for a moment, "you are indeed yaaaa.if you have become Zayyan's wife, do not be lazy,trus do not like to mess up the house, do not like to mess with the house, '" asked Mother I nodded slowly.

"Where do we live?" ask me Mom.

"help the bridge there." When someone leaned against the door of my room, I immediately turned to the man with a look of annoyance. "you are so happy when you see a happy person." I cursed to look at my handsome brother. Unexpectedly the black suit he was wearing now, making his handsome aura shine, I became curious about the woman my brother would choose at this time. I know very well that my brother was never close to any woman. The handsome man never dated because he was busy focusing on completing his medical study. I who see books that much already want to vomit.

"what are you dreaming about??" asked Gazza looking at me. I shrugged indifferently looking at him. Gazza clucked softly, then came out of my room.

I sat in the room waiting for the Qabul Ijab to be finished, I do not know the reason why I should not go out before the groom-to-be said his qabul ijab. Maybe my family's tradition is hereditary.

"sah." cried all those who bear witness to the Qabul ijab. I who heard it immediately my blood rippled violently and goosebumps heard the word 'legitimate. Suddenly my feelings became nervous, fanning my face with books around me.

"astaga, why am I this big?" my murmurs were slowly trying to neutralize my rapidly beating heart.