I Know Your Secret's

The Komik Dikira KDRT

I saw the contents of my refrigerator filled with snacks that I always fill every day. Although my mother often nagged me for buying a lot of snacks, but she never forbade me to keep the food as long as it was spent before the expired period.

"hmm snack or cake??" my mutter was confused choosing the two snacks that looked delicious in front of my eyes. Long enough the dilemma of choosing finally I decided to take a spicy potato Snack and a can of soda. I took him straight to my room. With vigorous steps, I slowly stepped in so as not to disturb Zayyan who was falling asleep. I took my headset and installed it on the computer.

I could no longer resist my urge not to play my beloved computer. I went back to making sure that the man did not wake up, I immediately put my earplugs and eyes on him.

"nah sorted. If I thought he wouldn't be heard, would he?" I said satisfied, then walked slowly to my computer desk.

"yes, when he was offline again anyway,ck what is possible because I have not played like a long time ago" said I slowly see the status update belonging to my friend.

"wait, he also has not played dong for a long time. The date is exactly with me, McKckckck, maybe we are right." I chuckled slowly. I immediately focused on playing my game, suddenly the notip on my phone appeared. I immediately took my phone and opened the incoming message.

The Zafiad Progamers

we meet tomorrow at 8am at Cafe Leaves.

One sentence that was thrown made me accidentally squirt the soda I just drank. Grazing my eyes a few times looking at that one sentence made me strangle with delight.

"woaaaah, which mercy of God do you deny Dashaa!!! yeess met him." I slowly closed my mouth quickly. Fortunately, I still realized not to scream considering that there was someone who was asleep.

I turned off my computer and ran to my wardrobe to pick out the clothes I was going to wear to meet my friend. I don't want to give her a bad first impression.

Berkutat sorting clothes for more than an hour finally I chose a white shirt combined with a brown skirt knee-length.

"nice is perfect" I said proudly after making a choice of clothes that I will wear tomorrow. Of course after choosing clothes I did not relax, I immediately rubbed the shirt and skirt. If asked who rubbed his clothes, of course I. There is no time for spoiling to be independent, those are the words that keep coming out of my beautiful mother. He wants one day, if I'm married I don't have to worry about home affairs anymore. If only I didn't know anything, I might have been dumped by my in-laws. I shuddered at the thought of my in-laws nagging me when I got married.

"uh? I'm already married. Zayyan's family only has a grandfather, that's a very good MashaAllah. Dah, my life is now safe it turns out. yey no need to think about in-laws." I muttered slowly while hanging the clothes I had rubbed. A cheerful humming came out straight towards Gazza's room.

As usual I immediately broke down the door of my brother's room and found Gazza asleep in the sofa.

"ckckckckck, this kid sleeps everywhere, wherever he sleeps anyway. Bang out!bang!" I said loudly while shaking my brother's arm to wake up immediately.

"five more minutes" he said, still in his sleep mode. Peeking annoyed, I immediately pushed Gazza down from the sofa, making the body jump shocked because it fell from the sofa earlier.

bruukes.

"hahahaha." I was satisfied looking at my brother who was now looking at me sharply, "why?! cih you are a very disturbing." grumbled Brother while scrambling his hair. Still in sleepy mode, your branch immediately walked into the bathroom and closed the door slowly.

"yes, no fun.he ran away." grumbled slowly and then remembered the latest edition of the legend comic.

"shit, where's the comic?!" I said as I wander around looking for the existence of my target comic. I was looking in Gazza's room at the time, but Zayyan's arrival was like a jelangkung keeping me from looking for the comic. Glancing at the bathroom that still sounds gurgling water. Like being chased by a ghost, I hastily opened up all of Gazza's closets. It doesn't matter how many Gazza clothes I've been scattering on the floor just to look for the legend comic. Disassemble the contents of Gazza's drawer so as to make Gazza's room neat and clean so like a broken ship. I was suffocating when I found the comic in Gazza's drawer. My goddamn brother deliberately put a comic wrapped in plastic in the ceiling of a drawer. If the person looking for it doesn't think the comic is hiding there.

I rushed out immediately when I heard no more water splashing, closed the door slowly and shot straight into my room.

"DASHA!!!! what did you do to my room, huh???! woiii responsibility!!!" gazza shouted from his room, I heard a slow giggle while tightly hugging the comic I took from Gazza's room.

ck,astaga this is my enemy one more, if he sees this comic. We will be scrambling again, I will not let it. I murmured slowly while smiling clumsily at him.

"nothing, I'm from outside seeing that there's something funny" I said still sitting in front of the door.

"why are you sitting there? look out for me to come out." said Zayyan, ruffling her hair, then walking slowly towards me.

Once fascinated by his good looks, I immediately realized and hit hard on my cheek.

Plaaac.

"aaw." my hiss felt pain while holding my cheek.

"fool, why did you slap your own cheek?" zayyan asked in surprise to see me. I clucked in annoyance at being said to be stupid, while staring intently at Zayyan.

"there are stupid mosquitoes. You're a big time." I replied as long as I looked at Zayyan.

Forget the good looks of Sha, if this nature there is no morality. gruntuku slowly that can only be expressed in the heart.

"yes, just relax by the way, don't try to make it hard either." ketus Zayyan then likened his position to me.

"get aside" he said as he shifted my body from the door. I kept my position there. Zayyan tried so many times to get me to step aside, but to no avail, finally without warning he was forced to carry me like a sack. I was surprised because it was on his shoulders making the comic I was hiding fell to the floor making me and he was silent in place.

Oh shit, the comedy was caught. I regret slowly glance at the innocent comic lying on the floor, Zayyan immediately dropped me quickly and took the comic.

"where did you get this?" asked Zayyan looking at me suspiciously, I immediately stood up and grabbed the comic in Zayyan's hands.

"why are you so tall as a mast?!, give me back the comic!"

Zayyan immediately raised as high as the comic he was holding looked at me lightly. I kept trying to reach for the comic even though the damn guy kept raising the comic as high as he held.

In an emergency like this, my bright idea came out, without excuse I immediately bit hard on Zayyan's arm making the man grimace in pain releasing the comic he was holding. I immediately snatched the comic from his hands, but Zayyan quickly pulled back the comic I had held. As a result we pulled back the mine like in the Mall at that time.

"return it!!!" I shouted with all my might robbing the comic from Zayyan. Zayyan who looks reluctant to let go of the comic continues to try to hold it.

"no, I don't want to!!!" zayyan shouted in interjected by the attractive pull. Without us knowing the sound we made all the residents of the house flocked to our room. They thought we had a KDRT in my room.

braak. the door was immediately smashed hard but did not make us stop for mutual attraction. Gazza who had just finished cleaning the room I had messed up earlier let out a rough sigh seeing us fight for the unclear. So also with Dad and Mom who just came home from the market staring at us can not be interpreted.

"silence!!" father's sarcasm instantly made both me and Zayyan startled and instantly speechless. We both looked down not daring to stare into the eyes of the eagle. I had a slow chuckle to see Zayyan who was the incident of others even follow along with fear when he saw Dad.

"dasha!" said dad again looking at me grin no matter what. I immediately kept quiet. That afternoon we were lectured by Father until Azan magrib reverberated.