
I was so claustrophobic that I whispered to Zayyan, "sister, I want to pee. Where's toilet?" whispered slowly.
"oo come with me." take Zayyan to one of the rooms. I was amazed by the room we entered at this time, and then I saw a family photo on the nightstand. Looks like it was a picture of Zayyan as a child with her parents.
"jeez, my geez." said I was amazed by the little boy in the picture and I brought the picture closer to Zayyan's face.
"if it's big, it's a very annoying face." my lead made him frown in irritation.
"you actually want to pee or not? hurry." grin again. I sighed, though,
"iyaa.iyaa nih want otw to the toilet. kinky times anyway." grumbled again and then entered into the bathroom Zayyan.
After completing nature's call, I went straight out, I saw that Zayyan wasn't here.
"where is he?" I asked slowly and my attention was focused on the photo that I had seen earlier. I looked at that little family photo.
"it turns out he looks like his father." I muttered slowly observing the face of little Zayyan with my late father-in-law. Actually I wanted to ask about the accident that befell Zayyan's parents, but I stopped because considering it was the deepest wound for Zayyan. I don't want to reopen that wound. I wandered through the room and my eyes were fixed on the study table. As I approached the desk, I stared at the keychain that seemed familiar to me.
"it's like mine used to be, mine was lost back then. Well it was unexpected that Zayyan had one too." I muttered again staring at the fox-like keychain.
"what are you doing?" asking someone surprised me turned to look at him. Zayyan walked up to me and stood right in front of me.
"finished yet?" ask again. Now that our eyes are met, Zayyan is not wearing glasses and her hair looks disheveled. This guy is very handsome especially seen up close. Which woman's heart was safe when she saw the white riding prince in front of her at this moment?.
"Dasha." calling her again made me wake up from my daydream, I turned my face away.
"have you, did Grandpa ask me?" ask me again while tidying up my hair that had tangled.
"no" he said briefly and then gently held the fox's keychain.
"that hanger is yours?" manya curious.
"yes, why?" ask again. He seemed to be keeping the hangers tight as if they were most precious to him.
"it's like mine first."
"don't be a kegeeran, the factory made thousands of these key chains" he said.
"yes.iya tau. Cih, you're more annoying brother." I grumbled slowly making the man's eyebrows furrowed.
"i'm annoying? not you yaa. Do you know every day you're a bitch." Zayyan grumbled again.
"where is yaa. You're the one that sucks brother."
"you're Sha."
"you brother,ish we bet now!!" piss me off. Zayyan seemed to think for a moment and waited for me to speak further.
"we putuhaaan.." I said firmly, but a few seconds later I fell silent. "hmm what bet??" I said confused while scratching my nape does not itch. Zayyan stared flat at me and sighed harshly.
"trump basics, take bets but don't know what to put!" ledek Zayyan walked out of the room. I grumbled in annoyance by quickly walking up to him from behind.
"okeee we bet who can eat ice cream a lot he's the winner." take me for a quick look at him.
"eskrim? you're like a child. The others." reject Zayyan.
"anything like a little boy, sister, eating ice cream can make our minds better, brother. You're the only one whose mind is still stale."
"well, let's eat ice cream now!! we'll see who wins later." replied Zayyan challenged with my bet. We also shook hands while smiling.
We walked straight to the kitchen, and found no ice cream. Zayyan patted his eel slowly, "stupid, how could it be possible that this grandfather has a lot of ice cream??" he looked at me, I looked at him.
"wear the motor alone" he said while taking the key of the motor in the drawer of the glass cabinet.
"woaah cool,ayook." cried the spirit. I followed Zayyan from behind to the trunk. I was so amazed by the interior of Grandfather Zayyan's house, it was really simple but luxurious. I glanced at that big, shiny red motorbike.
"your motor brother?" I asked then called Zayyan.
"iyaap, this is Ryzen" said Zayyan proudly patting the bike slowly.
"he is. It's up to you to give his name. The important thing can be used." said I panted at his arrogant face then quickly I climbed on the bike.
Zayyan quickly held the bike, "eh woi just want to play ride. Good thing not to fall." annoyed Zayyan while holding his motorbike so as not to fall because of my unbalanced act directly riding his big motorbike.
"hehehe, bring the fall to the bottom of the brother."
Zayyan scowled angrily, "he's stupid, his gravity is not up."
"dah.dah, will be a longer debate we brother, mending direct gas to the supermarket. Let's get the ice cream quick."
"yes, Iyaa patient, don't see I'm wearing a helmet right now" he said while wearing his helmet. He handed his helmet to me.
I was stunned to see him wearing his helmet on me. Then our gazes met.
the color of her eyes was very pretty.I murmured inwardly praising her eyes.
checklek. signifying that the helmet is attached to my head, making me realize from my daydream. I just realized that the man was sitting in front of me while turning on the engine.
"hold on" he said slowly, immediately plugging gas out of the house of the grandfather. I unconsciously hugged her from behind.
During the trip I just enjoy the journey without saying a word, as well as Zayyan who focuses on bringing his motorbike slipping through the cars in front of us. Although it looks quite extreme with my husband's actions, but it's enough to make me happy.
Finally I arrived at the supermarket, I took off my helmet and put it in the rearview mirror, then I glanced around the supermarket area.
"sister, how far are we going to the supermarket? is it near Grandpa's house that there is no shop or supermarket?" ask me slowly while walking into the supermarket along with Zayyan.
"here the ice cream is complete" said Zayyan immediately took the basket and walked to the refrigerator.
"let me choose! let me choose!!" my words with enthusiasm make Zayyan sigh at me. "it's up to you" he said resignedly.
"yeeey." I cried directly to choose the ice cream that I like. After we finished buying the eczema, we went straight home.
"fyuuh." I said when we reached grandfather's house, I immediately went down carrying two bags full of eczema into the house. Zayyan shook his head at my behavior and entered the house. Zayyan immediately took over my pocket and sprinkled all the ice cream on the table.
"this is the eskrimnya twenty kak, we are for ten, ten one people" I said immediately distributed the eczema. After everything was equally divided, we immediately got ready.
"ready? or do you want to give up first, brother?" I asked to look down on him. Of course I said that confidently because I saw his expression.
"hurry up" he said again. After being given the cue, we immediately ate the ice cream quickly. No matter the teeth that have started to grieve, it is important that we quickly eat everything.
"yey me first." said I was content to accidentally nudge the glass beside me and make the water spill. Zayyan sniffed in annoyance and stood up from his place, then walked unknowingly through the spilled water earlier making the man slip.
Bruuuk. I was surprised and looked down, and even more shocked was not only Zayyan who fell but the grandfather who had just walked towards us.
"grandpa!" as I walked over to Grandpa, my grandfather seemed to be in pain. Zayyan immediately stood up to Grandfather.
Kreetek. "aduuh." Grandpa's moaning made us panic even more, but,
"grandfather, forgive us" we said as we quickly brought grandfather to the hospital.