I Know Your Secret's

Two Stupid People

"Flame, finished." I said when I saw the house was like it was. Just as I was done, my mom and dad came.

"mother's father." call me when they just came in. I immediately took over the items they had brought and brought them to the kitchen.

"where's Gazza?" asked Dad, looking at his eldest son, he's not here. I turned to Dad, "he said he went somewhere Well, but Dasha didn't know where he was." I replied slowly, then Dad nodded and went into his room.

"your satay is in the bag, I want to rest first" said Mother walking towards the room.

"hmm mother." call Zayyan running small towards mother, mother turned towards Zayyan.

"what's wrong?" asked, looking at his daughter-in-law.

"how's grandpa doing?" ask Zayyan slowly.

"Thank God he's fine, you don't have to worry. Now grandpa's home." said Mom, making Zayyan seem relieved. After talking with my mother, my mother went to her room.

"oh not my metime." I said slowly.

Zayyan pulled my hand into the room. While pointing at the boxes collected on the floor of my room. "you better quickly finish your task Sha, you can just metime casually." Zayyan's lips made me stare flat at me.

"cheer, you're not happy to see people happy."

"that's exactly what I'm forcing you to do to make you happy" Zayyan said.

"ck, that's. But you have to help me, brother." I said as I pulled Zayyan's hand. The man was about to walk out of the room, but I held back his steps.

"what am I helping you for? do it yourself." he said again. I shook my head slowly, "no, brother. But she said you loved me." My gentle words made her turn to look at me.

"astaga get rid of that cute look of yours, or I lose control" she said, ambiguously making me link one eyebrow up and look at her, "do you mean?"

"forget it, what should I help you with?" Zayyan sat cross-legged while holding some cardboard in his hand.

"well, I have to make a sketch first, brother, just a moment" I said walking towards my study desk picking up my paper and stationery.

I started to draw the design of the house I wanted to make, but I had not gotten any ideas. But seeing Zayyan made me instantly get an idea for my assignment.

I started sketching the house plan that we were going to make, I felt someone looking at me, then looked up at Zayyan who was looking at me attached to drawing.

"don't you look at me on that cake my sister, I'm so ashamed" I turned my face away.

"beautiful." said Zayyan, making me look up to him in disbelief.

"w-what?" many nervous.

Jeez Zayyan you make me nervous!!. I grumbled quietly in my heart.

"the picture of the house is beautiful, continue the picture." said Zayyan annoyed me instantly.

Cih, I guess I was the one who was praised earlier, damn it, I regretted being complacent because of the man's praise. I finished my task quickly.

"why do you like to draw?" asked Zayyan looking at my picture. I looked up at him, "hobby, if drawing it feels exciting to me" I said. Zayyan understood, after I finished my drawing, we turned to the cardboard.

"sister, please cut the card according to what I line ya." I said while thrusting scissors and pieces of cardboard that I had lined up.

"hmm." he answered directly doing what I ordered earlier.

"sister, I want something to do." I said on the sidelines of our work, Zayyan turned to me.

"what?"

"why do you look geeky?" manya curious. It's been a long time, I'm curious about this.

"nothing, just that I want to try it too."

"hmm don't you get hurt in bulli, getting berated because of your looks sis?"

"What I care about people's words. It's up to them to say anything, I don't care" she explained.

"you were going to kill yourself, weren't you?" zayyan asked, staring flat at me, I just kept quiet.

"don't do that anymore Sha" Zayyan said softly.

***

I walked towards the library, seeing the trouble officer compiling the book made me instantly help him.

"let Dasha help Mom" I said to make Bu Nara look at me, "thank you Dasha" she said happily. I began to pick up the book and arrange it according to its place.

"you're really good Sha." said Bu Nara, patting my shoulder slowly. I just smiled faintly at him, "this is done Mom, is there anything I need to help you with again?"

"son, stay this again. Thanks" he said slowly.

"sama Ma'am, if Dasha is allowed to sit there, ma'am." said I as she shook her hand. Ms. Nara nodded softly, "you can wear it every day Dasha, no one forbids you from sitting there. Geez just try all the students like you, maybe there will be no deviation." lirih Bu Nara looked at the behavior of today. I can't blame him either, but what he says is very true.

"maybe they still don't understand, ma'am, but I'm sure there's a time when they'll understand this" I said, taking the middle ground.

"we're right, son, it's mother came out first, yes" said Bu Nara waltzing out of the library. I walked to my favorite seat.

"you have to take Afran's responsibility!"

Deg. I stopped my steps when I heard a faint voice next to the high shelf of library books. But, I still remember clearly the owner of that voice who was none other than Vanya.

Vanya? is he with Afran now.

"what am I responsible for? do you have any evidence?" afran underestimated Vanya.

"fuck you, you're making my future fuckin' ruin!!!" sarkas Vanya stared intently at Afran.

"well, it's your fault that you replaced Dasha then. Dasha should be all mine, not yours." when Afran made me clench my hand.

Fuck this man.Our curse is in my heart. I'm still waiting for them to argue again.

"Dasha ran away that time, you were too stupid. Look Dasha's gonna keep your distance from you fucking Afran!" again he pointed strongly towards Afran.

"you're too stupid. I shouldn't have followed your fucking plan." - Sarkas Afran again.

"it wasn't me who made that plan, but Farah!" snapped Vanya did not accept the blame in this regard.

"aargghhh I should have gotten Dasha easily, but since you're all messy!" sentak Afran again.

I shook my head at their stupid debate.

You two are stupid, just follow Farah. ckckckck's plan is annoying. I muttered while recording their debate.

"this could be as proof for a moment" I said slowly deliberately dropping some books around me made the two dumb creatures surprised and turned to me.

"ops, disrupt...Sorry the book fell." I said slowly and then returned the book back to its place. The two creatures walked towards me.

"stop Dasha!" they shouted simultaneously, fortunately at this time the state of the library was deserted no one. I turned my body to look at them, "why?" I ask as if I don't understand.

Afran immediately approached me, "Dasha listen, I'm not serious about saying that, I'm just tricking Vanya. He slandered me for abusing him." Afran exclaimed at me clingyly. I looked in disdain at the crocodile man, backtracking my steps away from Afran.

"hm? harassing? harassing what?" I pretended to be stupid.

"fuck you're harassing me, Dasha you're fucking too. I will not forgive you until I die!" sarcastically

It is up to you, I don't care either. I murmured inwardly.

Afran seemed riled shut up Vanya, "don't listen to her Dasha, she just doesn't like you Sha. Take it easy I'll protect you." he said slowly.

I smiled obliquely at the two uncharted living beings. "you are both equally, equally stupid." I said slowly and left them without turning back. I ignored the calls of those who kept calling my name.

Fyuuh, maybe from now on my life will not be peaceful. I have to survive those damn humans. Dashaaa spirit!!. I murmured slowly.