I Know Your Secret's

The Silly Debate

"i'm not like that Farah, do you want to go out or not?" slow down but there is pressure. I was so upset by his disgusting words. Better to avoid it.

Farah was silent, and then grinned annoyed. "yes relax ajalah said it was I ngajak doang. Ish, the stars are beautiful but ugly. Dah I'm gone." - his grunt was upset while out shutting my door hard.

"menyenyenye, it's up to me." my lips were annoyed when Farah had entered the place of the curse, I immediately poked the gas leaving the disgusting place. While on the way, I saw a pie shop that looked tempting, and also restored my mood that had been damaged earlier.

I put my car in front of the store and went in there. Astonished by the proffered pie looks appetizing.

"where are you, mbak?" ask the baker to me. I looked at that big fruit pie.

"this is mbak." I said pointing to the fruit pie. The waiter nodded and immediately wrapped my pies. I looked around while waiting for the waiter to prepare my pies.

"you again." someone's grumbling behind made me look at him.

"sister?? what are you doing here?!" I was surprised to find my husband right behind me.

"me? yeah want to buy pie for grandpa, what are you doing here? should you have come home from here?" he asked while glancing at his watch.

"yes, obviously I'm going to buy you a sis pie, don't you see?" kataku. I could have met my husband here.

Zayyan hung his shoulders indifferently and then glanced at the pie lined up there.

It seems like the world is getting narrower. Then I glanced at Zayyan looking at some pie.

"grandfather likes what taste?" I follow his direction. Zayyan turned to me for a moment, "not sweet, but good to eat."

"hmm how about a fruit pie, it's fine."

"you ordered that too, right?" tanye stared at me. I nodded strongly, "why brother?"

"nothing is."

"clear, not clear." I grumbled and took the pie I had bought, "thank you" I told the waiter and walked towards Zayyan.

"sister, I go home first." I walked out. But when I stepped out, Zayyan immediately held my hand. "wait a moment" he said and then paid the pie for grandfather.

Zayyan immediately pulled my hand out, "yes" he asked me to stop on the spot.

Seeing that I was just motionless, Zayyan looked back, "why?" tanyakanya.

"how do you mean, brother?" many confused. Zayyan was confused, "what do you mean?"

"it should be me who asks, sis, why do we ride in the same car, you will bring a car" I said explaining the current situation. However, I circulated my view of not finding Zayyan's car.

"i didn't bring the car" he said again to make me flinch, "is it? what are you wearing here, brother? on foot?"

"no, up ojol" he said again. The man seemed to have answered my question, but I didn't care. I threw my car keys at Zayyan, "so driver yes brother." I grinned straight towards the passenger door and was greeted with a sour look on my husband's face.

But before I sat down, Farah's former perfume still made me upset. I quickly sprayed my chair sanitizer.

"what are you doing Sha?" tanyanya was confused looking at me. The man is now sitting at the steering wheel.

"spraying the pest" I said origin and then sat down. I also tied my hair to a man.

"the next time she wears Sha, Aurat's hijab" she suddenly turned her face away. I turned to him, "wait until I'm ready." I said again.

Actually it's time for me to wear the hijab, but I'm still not ready to wear it. I don't know for what reason I'm still reluctant to wear it.

"slow down, don't get me dragged into hell. Dah tired of me mengumpulin reward, eh you even become a burden to increase my sin."

"uh, why do you take away his sins, brother? I should be alone."

Zayyan patted his eel slowly and then looked at me, "because you're my wife. Whatever you do, I'm the one who bears her sins. You're my responsibility." said Zayyan wisely, he immediately stuck the gas drove home.

I who heard was stunned, in my heart those words were so touching that.

"hmm I will try to wear it." I said trying to convince myself to wear a hijab.

"good girl" she said as she stroked my head gently. It stunned me again with my husband's treatment just now.

I immediately turned my face which began to blush it. I don't want my face to be seen by Zayyan. That man could be kegeeran.

I glanced down the street, and the confusion of not going home made me turn back to my husband.

"sister Zay, where are we going?" my many.

Zayyan turned to me for a moment, then focused on driving. "we go to grandpa's house. I want to deliver this pie for him." she explained again. I understand.

Although grandfather met me quite often, but only this time I came to his house. I kissed my armpits making sure there was no smell, while Zayyan held back a laugh while shaking her head at my behavior.

"cih, recently I saw a girl who did not hesitate to kiss her own armpit." poked again.

"it's up to me brother, who has my body" I said again.

"cih is proud of his behavior as well as that" he said as he mocked. Without warning he immediately braked suddenly, making my head automatically kiss the dashboard.

"aiiih brother, why are you braking all of a sudden?!" I get upset while holding my forehead.

"had arrived" he said as if innocent. He also removed his seat belt and came out, not forgetting in his hand he brought the pie he bought earlier.

"that's just rude, not that apologizing is leaving" I said not accept. I quickly caught up with Zayyan.

"hey, I'm sorry!" my shout made the security guard at my grandfather's house look at us. Zayyan nodded slowly at the security guard, was immediately understood by the security guard and left us both here.

"sorry for?" tanyanya while folding her hands in the chest.

"sorry because you made my head go bad."

Zayyan glanced at my head and shook his head slowly, "where there is a lump, you are strong. Time is just a bumpy thing it's weak."

"weak? you said I was weak???" my annoyance is not to be said weak.

"it's true, you're a weak one" he said again to upset me. I quickly stepped on her feet and grabbed the pie bag that Zayyan had in hand.

"Dashaaa!!!" his screams made me laugh. I walked straight to the terrace and said my greetings before entering.

"assalammualaikum grandpa!" call me, I glanced at Zayyan who was still holding his leg. I chuckled softly, "ops must have hurt ya." ledekku again.

Zayyan immediately ran towards me. "apologizing." her words made me shake her head quickly.

"no, we're even."

"quick Dasha!"

"no."

Ceklek, the open door made us silent. I saw Grandfather immediately smiling widely while shaking Grandpa's back.

"sorry kek, we made a fuss. Grandpa's granddaughter is so mean to me cake." I said making the man look at me sharply.

"oh yeah? Zayyan, don't be like that to your wife! you have to love her!" grandpa said making me smile.

"he who starts first kek, not me." protested Zayyan did not accept if he was blamed.

"do I, brother? you were first."

"i'm not wrong, you're wrong."

"you first started me."

"you're sister."

"you're Sha."

"you first, brother."

"bu—"

"sudaaah enough! geez, you're married, but you're like kids." Grandpa grumbled trying to break up our ridiculous debate.

"he who first started the cake." Zayyan protested again, grandfather immediately snapped my husband's head.

Plaac.

I held back my laughter looking at Zayyan grimacing after being picked up by grandfather.

Grandpa, I am a fan with you!!

"cake, why am I the one being picked??" zayyan protest again.

"this is grandfather's favorite son-in-law's granddaughter, you don't make him sad once in a while. Come on baby, we're in." said Grandfather as he pulled my hand, I happily looked at Zayyan while sticking out my tongue.

Zayyan grumbled softly, then sat in the family room with us. Although the house was spacious but it seemed that the house was quiet. I was curious for a moment,

How was Zayyan's life??. I muttered curiously looking at him now arguing with his grandfather.