I Know Your Secret's

Badmoods

I returned my eyes to the outside. Chuckles softly remembering my journey to be able to successfully marry Dasha.

My first meeting after that day was at the Library. I was shocked and nervous to finally meet the girl. But I tried to neutralize my nervousness when I met him. Moreover, now her appearance is very beautiful, different from the previous one. There was a slight disappointment in seeing him not remembering me at all, perhaps because of my geeky appearance it seemed.

"what are you doing?" her question surprised me to look at her. Dasha, rubbing her eyes, walked towards me. Sometimes the girl yawns.

"why are you awake? you've only slept an hour." I said, glancing at the wall clock.

"hmm I'm hungry, so wake up hooam" said the girl walking towards the door. I am worried about his behavior. I followed him from behind, and then glanced at Gazza's room.

"oi Yan, why didn't you enter earlier?" ask Gazza who just got home from college.

"want to skip" I said walking towards Gazza's room. I didn't follow Dasha and wanted to let her fill her belly.

"cih, already want to compile a thesis. You're truant instead" Gazza's sneer threw his jacket.

"where's my sister? why does this house look so deserted? you guys don't argue anymore?" cerca Gazza with many questions, I stared flat at her.

"your sister filled her stomach. It's good that we don't argue anymore." I said while holding a legend comic that is often contested by my wife.

"don't touch! I think I want to burn that comic, if Dasha sees that comic. You will be chasing again." grumbled Gazza slowly considering the incident related to the comic does not make his life safe and secure.

I chuckled softly, "keep it well, Za, later tonight want to read quietly." kekehku immediately greeted face sour Gazza.

"don't want to, Dasha will know." refused Gazza he immediately came out of his room, then turned his head back more precisely towards me. "have you expressed your feelings?"

I fell silent and shook my head slowly, "it's not the right time yet."

Gazza nodded slowly, "heh, it's up to you" Gazza said.

I walked to the kitchen. I was a little stunned to see the contents of Dasha's plate. Chicken kremes, cabe,sayur kale,take a sip of rice, do not forget the gulai soup that puddles on rice.

"ckckckckck this chick what porters eat?" my lips made Dasha look at me with a sharp look.

"cih, it's up to me" he said as he continued eating. I smiled faintly and sat next to her, "you're a strange girl."

Dasha instantly covered my mouth with her greasy hands that made me stare intently at her, "what are you doing?!"

"your mouth needs to be polished, brother, let's not play ceplas-ceplos aja. I'm not a weird girl!" the protest was not accepted said the strange girl.

I immediately picked up a tissue to wipe my mouth, "i'm hungry." I turned to him, Dasha glanced at me. "he's eating."

Insensitive, you should have taken the rice for me. I grumbled softly in my heart. Dasha looked confused looking at me just silently.

"he was hungry, why not eat?" her question made me look at her again.

"cih, why are you insensitive." I nodded slowly but still heard by him.

"ooo you want me to get it? say dong sak." then take food for me. I sniffed slowly and received the food that the girl had taken.

"thank you."

"same-same."

***

Tiring days, my duties all day accumulate. Indeed, medical majors are very tiring, but if you want to become a doctor, of course, you have to pass many obstacles, right?

Damn, that mouth feels like I want to tear. irritated me then turned to look towards the source of the sound.

"stay away Dasha!" he said without further ado, I was surprised, "You're ready for him?" I stared hard at him. Of course I don't like it if there's another guy who likes my wife. I won't let these wild crocodiles touch Dasha.

"you don't need to know who I am! stay away from Dasha!. I can't believe if the rumors of you getting married are true" he said with confidence.

Dream you! Believe it or not, Dasha is my wife!. Grit slowly.

"did you hear me?! stay away Dasha. He's only mine, I have to make sure he accepts me" he said with confidence.

"you are crazy!" annoyed at him. The man looked down at me, "you can fight someone like me. Hey geeky kid." that guy grabbed my collar.

"the geeky don't know yourself!" the light kept me from staying silent. I grabbed her hand quickly and threw her on the floor.

Bruo

The man was shocked as well as in agony as it screamed at me.

"you're a brash!!" she screams a little nervous. I'm sure the man is still surprised by my actions.

"buahahahaha, are you still fighting huh?!" I said coldly and then sat on his back and pulled his hair strong, "I warn you not to go near Dasha, or I break your hand now, Mr. Afran!" threaten me and then stand up and leave her in that quiet hallway. I could hear a lot of swearing coming out of his mouth.

I tidied up my geeky appearance, then entered the classroom. I slowly stared at the window.

"where are you from?" gazza asked, the man was busy doing tasks that he had not been able to do. I sighed softly, then threw my book at him "context."

"fuck it." said but keep opening my book and copying the answers to all our tasks. I slowly stared at my phone screen.

"did you have another fight with Dasha?" ask Gazza while focusing on writing.

"if we don't fight, maybe the world will end" his demeanor made Gazza chuckle softly.

"yes, you guys won't be calm in a day. Then why is your face so tangled?" ask Gazza again.

"something's messing with my mood this morning. Damn it he's a major with Dasha." I said slowly remembering the man who threatened me not to approach Dasha.

"who?"

"Afran. Cih, it sucks times." I involuntarily kicked the table.

Brawny

Making everyone look at me with different expressions.

"are you right Zayyan?" asked the Lecturer who happened to have just entered my class, he was surprised to look at me.

I cleared my throat slowly, "sorry sir." lowered my head. The lecturer nodded and began to explain the matter.

I could see Gazza choking at me, I looked at him sharply, "cih, more broken my mood." I grumbled.

"dumb shit."

I clucked annoyed just silently staring at the lecturer who was explaining the material to us. If others see, I look like I am ambitious in listening to the lecturer, but my mind is far from being filled with the girl's name, my own wife Dasha.

My feelings are now mixed, upset, agitated, worried about Dasha, let alone blatantly waving that damn Afran flag of war at me. Even if I threatened him, it certainly did not scare the man and probably would get closer to Dasha. Humans today are different, the more forbidden the more reckless breaking.