
Right, the man who sent me the message is brother Arfan.
What does it mean to know everything? I tried to shake off the shadow of the possibility that was starting to creep into my head.
I read the message once again, ah no, twice, no, I even read it many times, my heart is deg and my heart is touched. When the drizzle hit, my tears could not be contained anymore.
How could this possibly happen?
As soon as I remembered ",, really, you know," my eyes looked back at my phone screen reading word for word from the contents of the message.
",,,,really, you know, you know everything,,"
whatdoes thatmean? What does Arfan mean? What does he know?
Is it possible,,, if it is true, why does Brother Arfan still want me to accept it?
The question came in a row, I could only answer it by guessing.
Instantly the lamp thought I was on, ting. The thing I have to do right now is to meet brother Vhen. If I want to know the meaning of all this, and find the answer to this nested question then bang Vhen is the answer.
I immediately stood up to take the hijab for me to wear. Because the house that lives is not just my mahram now. My brother-in-law, the husband of my sister, now lives here during their marriage leave.
When I was ready, I took my phone and left the room. I searched Vhen's brother all over the room and nil, I didn't find Vhen's brother.
But I haven't looked for my brother in the kitchen. I finally went to the kitchen. Sure enough, at the dinner table everyone gathered. My father, mother, my sister and her husband, and of course my brother was there.
All eyes were on me when I realized my presence. I realized they were talking about something. But right now I don't want to come first. Now all I have to do is find out the truth about Vhen's brother.
"Bang, here jerk off."
I said while pulling the hand of brother Vhen who was sitting down.
My brother got up from his seat and followed my steps.My family saw what I was doing with astonished looks.
I continued to pull my brother's hand up to the living room.
"What does brother Arfan know about me bang?" I answered my brother's question with a question he had long wanted to jump out of.
Brother frowned at me. Confused by the question I asked him.
It was obvious that my brother was trying to guess the meaning of my pernanya.
I immediately thrust my phone, showing the contents of the message to my brother.
My brother took it and read it.
After that my brother looked at me, pulling me to sit next to him. I obey.
I kept staring at my brother, waiting for the answer he would say.
Brother looked at me and nodded slowly.
"Sir Arfan is a hurricane?". Saying slowly.
"Arfan hurricanes all deck." Answer my brother briefly, while stroking the top of my head that is covered with a hijab.
"Since when?" Tanya still stared fixedly at brother.
"Since that night, when he had dinner here. When you talk about your job offer. He was astonished at the words of his father and mother who always remembered you taking medicine and worried about your health." Brother.
"So?" I still want to know the continuation.
"The next time Arfan called my brother to drink at the cafe. There he asked the prihal, and brother told him." Obviously brother.
"About this message,,"
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