I Know Your Secret's

Curious

News of my married status spread quickly among the college. I don't know who got that info so quickly, but I certainly don't care about it. Their responses were all kinds of expressions, some were disappointed that I already had someone else, some were happy with my marriage, and some were even more confused with what I got at the moment. Which I don't care for.

"well, Dasha said she was married to Zayyan, and I didn't think Zayyan was the geeky guy who got the heart of a college girl" gossiped a few other students who talked about me from behind. I was quite indifferent, while enjoying the spicy meatballs I ordered earlier. Elisha also enjoyed the food I had just bought.

"thanks Sha!!" the pekiknya happy after finishing his food, I just nodded slowly while wiping my mouth.

"you already know, the hot gossip of the college boy. They talk a lot about you Sha." said Elisa opened the topic of the hot news.

"tau, but let's ask. I don't care either." I said again.

"but, you don't get along with your husband what?, people so much hate him, let alone say there are rumors that he was bullied because it was presumptuous to marry their favorite angel." obviously Elisha made me look at my best friend.

Waitie? bullied? are they crazy?! ckckckck they didn't know that Zayyan was so handsome that I was fascinated by his face. But, if they know later there will even be actors. I won't let that beautiful creation be seen by the wild ladies out there. Only I can see his handsome face hahahaha.Gumamku slowly while giggling slowly.

"what's Sha?" elisha asked astonished to see me pensively while chuckling softly.

"uh uh? there aren't. I suddenly thought of a funny thing."I replied back then in the beard by Elisha.

Actually I wanted to reveal Zayyan, but the handsome man had no response or approval to stop himself from telling Elisha.

"don't you get angry at your husband being bullied?" ask Elisha slowly. He didn't seem to want to offend me.

I shook my head quickly indicating no mara, "my husband is good at taking care of himself. I'm sure of it." I said slowly while glancing at the grasses that swayed due to the gentle breeze.

I don't know why I'm sure Zayyan can take care of herself, not for no reason did I deduce that, but when I learned of the appearance that Zayyan had been hiding all along. I'm interested in one thing about him, his secret. I don't know for sure what Zayyan is hiding his good looks, but right now all I can conclude is that Zayyan doesn't want to be approached by any woman. If my assumptions are like that, it raises other assumptions and that can make me very curious.

Why is he marrying me??. I murmured slowly, without feeling if people were thinking it was walking towards my place. Many cheered with Zayyan's arrival, not praising but mocking or sneering at the man.

"you." pointed Zayyan at me making me look up at him confusedly, "me? why?" ask me confused. "follow me for a moment." he asked and then walked casually without hearing a sneer as long as he stepped, I blew slowly trying to digest the man's intentions.

"Dasha don't want to!"

"yes, is it true that you are married??"

"the time?? I don't believe it. Our beautiful sister married a strange man."

"yes yes, right, sister Dasha don't get whipped by that weird guy."

"hush don't like that, but that man is Dasha's husband!"

"for a long time." he said, leaning against the wall, I was surprised and turned to him, "say, what's the matter until you call me here?" ask me while folding the chest hand.

"borrow a pencil" he said, making me stare flat at him, "pe-pencil?? you said you wanted a pencil minjam?! oh, my dear, I thought there was something very important until you came all the way here." I was annoyed by the reason Zayyan came to see me, I opened my backpack and gave him my pencil.

"are you sure it's just this, brother?" I just wish there was something she wanted to talk about. Zayyan nodded slowly, then walked over to me. I was glued to the spot looking at Zayyan who had been standing only five cents away from me, I looked up at her geeky-looking face.

"don't look too long, and you like it again" he said, making me step on his feet hard.

"shit, sick woi!!!" zayyan grumbled at me sharply, I don't care while brushing my hair. Then walked away from Zayyan who was still looking at me. "luckily it's not too late" said Zayyan softly but still heard by me, I turned my head towards him.

"meaning?" ask again. Zayyan looked surprised, but before long he came back with a flat expression, "too late to the class he meant, '" said Zayyan half-running away from me, I clucked slowly and walked towards my current class.

***

I stretched my muscles after doing so many tasks, fortunately it was all completed in that day. I grabbed a towel and went to the bathroom. As usual duck bath, I immediately came out and was surprised to find Zayyan playing mobile phone on the bed.

"when did you come home?" I asked while picking up my trash.

"since you sang it is not clear. Almost broke my eardrum." Zayyan grumbled without looking at me, I could only sigh softly. Indeed arguing with Zayyan requires extra energy and will not be exhausted. I picked up my clothes and put them on in the bathroom.

After that I walked to my study table to draw my favorite house design. I had a look at the computer, I really wanted to turn on the sophisticated tool but, there was someone who made me undo my intention to play my computer.

How many days have I not played it? how's that friend of mine doing? just met never. cih, still curious about his face how handsome or not yaaaa. I murmured occasionally chuckling softly.

"what Gazza says, if you like to giggle yourself is not clear. It's really a matter of your life so hard that you're crazy yourself." he walked over to me and saw the sketches I made.

"what a wily." my circus closed my sketch from him, staring intently at the man. Zayyan sighed softly, "hey, I just looked at lhoo, if you don't want to show it it's up to you. " zayyan said as she placed her phone on my desk and quickly laid herself to sleep on my bed.

I clucked resentfully at the sight of him mastering my bed, just as my voice was about to come out accidentally I saw the exact same Zayyan wallpaper icon as my gamemate.

"maybe it's a coincidence" I said evasively, then continued to draw sketches again. But my curiosity kept my mind so I didn't focus on doing the sketches. Without further ado I instantly snatched the man's phone and looked at Zayyan's phone wallpaper screen.

"cih the same dong, if you look around rarely people use this wallpaper. It's like it's designed by itself." I muttered staring at the locked screen. Actually I was anxious to wake the man up but my ego said don't bother him. Not wanting to get curious higher, I kept my husband's phone out of my reach. I put the phone on the nightstand, and resumed my activities earlier.

Just now that I was holding my pencil, I clucked in annoyance because the idea in my head just overflowed because of the curious horn with Zayyan's walpaper.

"it's rude of you Zay, your white wallpaper keeps me curious!!" I slowly walked out of the room looking for fresh air.