Kutikung With Bismillah

Chapters 1. The Hypnotizing Look.

"Yes-yes, I'll be out soon" a man named Zafran told someone on the phone. He immediately got out of his apartment unit in a hurry, because since then the brother just kept asking him to come out.

"Basic, when I had just arrived at the apartment" Zafran murmured in annoyance. Just setting foot in the room, there was already something he had to do out there.

With wide steps, Zafran immediately went from the place to meet the older brother who he said was already outside the apartment. She wanted to see if her brother's words were true or not, otherwise just watch out for the woman.

"I will definitely pull the hijab out" muttered Zafran while still stepping her feet to get out of the elevator, and immediately out of the place.

Brucks.

"Gurgh!"

Sangking in a hurry, Zafran to accidentally collide with a woman who made the woman to fall to the floor.

"God. Sorry, I didn't intentionally." Screaming Zafran while crouching down and putting some groceries strewn across the floor, he lowered his gaze as he was about to make eye contact with the woman.

"That's okay, sir. I-I'm wrong" said the woman, putting her groceries in her shopping bag, she had to hurry before dinner time arrived.

Zafran put all the groceries into place, and threw away some of the vegetables that had been damaged. Like the eggs and tomatoes that broke from the fall.

"This, take. I'll have to replace your broken groceries" Zafran said, giving the woman two pieces of fiber money.

The woman looked up, and stared at the money for a while. "Necessary, sir. If so, excuse me." He shook his head and walked away from the place.

"Wait a minute!" call Zafran while chasing after the woman who has entered the elevator. His hand quickly held the elevator door shut, making the woman shrivel in fear.

"Why don't you take it?" zafran asked as he looked at the woman sharply, making the eyes of the two of them sit on each other for a while.

Deg.

Zafran was fixated as he stared at the two female eyeballs that were currently before him. The eyes were bright brown and clear, exuding a beauty that made it seem like it wanted to drown.

Tight eyelashes appear waving in the woman's eyelids, making Zafran reluctant to turn away as if hypnotized.

Drrt, ddrt.

The vibration of the phone that was nailed to Zafran pants immediately resuscitated him from the daydream, when he opened his hand from the elevator door to make the elevator immediately closed.

"Tung-" Zafran was unable to continue when the elevator closed. He felt guilty for bumping into the woman and making her groceries become damaged.

Not wanting to get late thinking about the woman, Zafran rushed away from the place to immediately continue his steps. Seen the brother was already standing in front of the apartment, it turns out the woman actually came to this place.

"Have you done, Zaf? It's been mbak here," said Yara with a frown, had been waiting for her since but her sister just came now.

"Curtainly, I should be the one who is angry with you. What's the turnip, Ma'am in a hurry to get me out?" ask Zafran with a ketus. Ever since her sister was pregnant, there was always a strange behavior that made her head dizzy. Then strangely, why is he always the one hit?

"Come on, accompany me to ice cream!" take Yara with a big smile. He just remembered that he wanted to invite Zafran to eat ice cream in the store of one of his friends.

Zafran was silent with a frustrated sigh. Well, the reason why since then his brother asked him to come out just because he wanted to eat ice cream.

"Why am I, Mother? Mbak 'kan can go with Zayyan, or the same husband Mbak, '" Zafran subtly refused. Since morning she has been stressed by work, and now even has to deal with the stress of pregnant women.

"So, you don't want to, Zhaf?" yara asked softly, even tears would come down to wet her face.

Zafran immediately nodded his head and got into the car without saying anything. What else could he say when he saw that sad and pitiful look?

See, with lightning fast the face of the brother immediately cheerful as given the best gift on the face of the earth, making Zafran really can not dwell and can only wipe the chest.

"Patience, patience. Can't argue with mamak-mamak, let alone mamak-mamak who is pregnant." Zafran rubbed his chest with a last breath of patience as thin as a tissue splashed with water.

Yara then drove her car while glancing at Zafran whose face looked very depressed, but she did not care at all and instead enjoyed the look on her sister's face.

"Haha, I'd love to laugh seeing that super irritated face. But how else, I just want to be accompanied by him. Oh my God, forgive me." Yara herself did not know why she always wanted to be with Zafran, even eager to see her sister was upset half to death. However, he did not dare to do that at the moment.

Meanwhile, elsewhere a woman was seen struggling in the kitchen to prepare dinner. Several times she glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, to confirm when her husband arrived home.

"Huh, because of observing the man who hit me earlier so dark deh cooknya. But, don't think it's young to have a wife, get pregnant again."

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Tbc.