Loving You In Silence

Episode 48's

Upon Azzam's return after a long conversation with his mother, heard the insistence for the sake of the same insistence. Azzam was in his room. His fate in love.

Actually not this time Azzam lost quickly with his friend. Just because of the endless harboring feeling. Azzam bak enjoying the pedal of his bicycle leads to the house of love.

While unbeknownst to him someone in the back carrying a sports car drove quickly towards the same direction of the house.

Obviously Azzam lost fast. Azzam too casually enjoys the taste in his heart when it comes to women.

Long in his room, now Azzam has arrived in front of his adek room. His curiosity was turbulent, who was the man who brought the sports car aka moving quickly behind him.

Tok to tok.

The sound of knocking on the door from Anita's room.

“in” said Anita from inside the room.

“again busy ya dek?” her question was stale without seeing the sister.

His eyes just moved to and fro observing the entire room. Azzam was currently nervous, that was why he did not dare to look at his sister. Anita was not looking at him either.

He was still cuey with his brother. His eyes were fixed on the laptop in front of him while his fingers continued to dance on the keyboard.

“nggak. Why indeed?” Answer's cuek.

“when did Zahra get married?” ask Azzam. His face seemed to be holding in shame but he dared to ask because his curiosity exceeded his embarrassment now.

Hearing the question thrown from the brother immediately made Anita stop her activities. His forehead wrinkled, his eyeballs turned left right then squeaked. His coco soul thrashed about instantly. But when Anita was about to turn to look at her brother, she again put on a flat face.

“enam ago. Anita even went to Palembang to see her wedding. Why anyway? why suddenly curious about Zahra?” asked Anita pretending to be innocent. Instead of answering, Azzam turned to ask.

“who's same wedding? Which person?” ask Azzam again. Flat. His eyes looked down at his hands that were now clinging to each other. He paid no heed to the sharp face of Anita who was looking down.

“his name is Wildan. Palembang people too, still one village with Zahra.”

“wildan?”

Anita nodded. And Azzam was silent. Could it be the Wildan I know? But he's married. Azzam is monologuing in the heart.

“do you have the photo?” ask Azzam. He was also very curious about his name Wildan. Because his name was the same as someone he knew very well.

“punya.” sahut Anita. Then he got his phone on the table. When he was about to hand the phone to his sister, Anita suddenly held him.

“wait..” said. His eyes squinted again, peeping into Azzam's eyes, looking for answers there. Being looked at becomes a mistake.

“why see mas so?”

“honestly, I actually like Zahra?” anita fishing rod.

“what's the deck. Zahra is married.” Azzam replied. And as Anita expected, Azzam's answer was out of sync with her question.

“mmm..” anita shook her head. The index moves right to left.

“I mean back then and until this afternoon when Anita had not told me that Zahra was married. Aye right? Anita has felt something strange since Azzam asked about Zahra earlier.” Further.

Azzam was still wrong. In his heart, he said to his sister, why is Anita so sensitive.

“long loved it?” continued again.

This time Azzam did not dwell again in front of Anita, as if hypnotized with the adek. Azzam is rather innocent and innocent, in contrast to the little adek bar-bar and ceplos.

“since first meet..” Azzam replied briefly.

“wah wah. Holding each other's stories? Ooh so sweet..” Anita clawed her hands while holding her cheeks as if she were blushing, her legs were prancing uncontrollably.

“what the heck deck.” said Azzam looked at him sharply.

“ok, sorry.” sahut Anita. He put on a flat face again.

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Seriate..

I'm going to go back to the next up..