Suddenly a Bride

12

Bakda Nazri's morning prayers immediately struggled in the kitchen. This breakfast menu Nazri cooks Pattaya fried rice and grilled gambolo fish for lunch later.

Last night Nazri got a whatsapp message from Ayyut that his sister would stop by for breakfast. Hearing that, Nazri was immediately excited until he cooked his favorite fried rice.

Actually Nazri had enough trouble thinking about the food menu today considering the finances began to thin and moreover he did not dare to ask for money back on Mahmed, but until when did this continue? Lucky to eat in this house is only a Nazri so he does not have to bother thinking about what food should be provided or liked by Mahmed?

The cold man actually built up the height of his fortress so that there was not the slightest gap for Nazri to enter. They live on the same roof, but they live in a different world. Stay home but never exchange greetings just throw a thin smile, there is only a pitched song that Nazri received from her husband. Full of insults and insults.

Recalling that Nazri let out a long sigh. This big house is a cage that strangles him. She is trapped in this golden bar, sacrificing her dream of becoming a famous design, becoming the wife of her brother's selfish lover and unfortunately all the mistakes are directly inflicted on Nazri, even Meira until now has not told me.

While waiting for the fish he burned to cook, Nazri grabbed his laptop on the dining table that he had deliberately brought from the room. Jemari Nazri dances on a keyboard to open an online business website that she just started and how shocked Nazri is when a name catches her attention.

'Hei Miss village. Why are all your social media accounts no one can contact? Don't blame me if you suddenly come to you. You've been missing for almost a month.'

Nazri growled angrily reading his sales comment column filled by Rafa, Nazri's best friend in the village almost shut down his business.

"Aishh, can't she leave behind some pretty gentle words?" nazri muttered suddenly.

"If this is the case then no one will want to hire my design services" Nazri added.

Nazri just started a business. He opened a design service on the website a few months ago, but has not been able to get a hefty order. His reckless best friend had unknowingly nearly shut down his efforts by leaving comments containing questions from others.

Nazri closed his laptop a little annoyed. He grabbed a cell phone from the maroon skirt he was wearing. The girl opened the Instagram app and typed something in there to send to Rafa.

Nazri was about to press the send button as soon as he had recorded something there, but suddenly he was stunned when he remembered a sentence cut from Rafa's comments on his business website.

"Almost a month?" nazri said almost asking himself.

I don't feel like time is going so fast, as a day trying to keep up with the year. Nazri had just set foot in this city and immediately assumed the status of wife, but never embraced a hint of happiness. Mahmed really didn't like it, almost the guy hated him a lot. Nazri was forced to hide himself often when Mahmed was about to leave or go home from the office.

Nazri became very sad. He feels like an intruder trying to control someone else's house when the host is not around.

Stand off

Nazri gasped from his daydream as the sound of the notification shocked him. He looked back at his phone and again he was shocked to see the notification just felt from a man's message that damaged his mood.

'Are you really Nazri? I thought you died in that town after disappearing with no news at all.'

Nazri could only shake his head in restraining the vexation of his heart. "No, Rafa sucks. The man doesn't know how to keep his mouth."

Nazri was forced to delete the sentence he had written at length. He sends a short message to Rafa as a sign that he is still breathing, ignoring the annoyance of his best friend who wants to invite him to a chat war.

Nazri turned off his cellular data. He resumed his cooking activities and hurriedly prepared provisions to be brought by Ayyut to campus.

'Come out!'

Both of Nazri's eyes shone brightly reading that one word. Hurriedly he took the bushel that he had filled with various kinds of food-style cuisine. Nazri exited the house a little faster after making sure the door had been carefully closed.

"Ayyut" cried Nazri enthusiastically. He almost screamed so happy.

Ayyut smiled on his bike and was happy to see Nazri so excited.

"Let's go in" Nazri sumringah approached his sister.

"You prepared my message, didn't you? Hurry Up! I want to feel the sensation of eating out with your cooking." Ayyut wears her helmet and gives another helmet to Nazri.

"Huh, even though I want you to eat inside," Nazri said with an annoyed expression

"Right up inside?" ask Ayyut while turning on the motor.

"I don't think you'll be able to breathe a sigh of relief once I get inside. So hurry up!" ayyut said accompanied by a mocking tone.

Nazri sighed riled. He rode into the bike Ayyut with annoyance but could not do anything. He just mince words to offer Ayyut into the house, lucky that his sister immediately refused. Because Nazri is sure if Ayyut set foot in there must be a fight between his sister and her husband, considering Ayyut is most sensitive what if there are people who are rude to his brother.

Ayyut is very smart. He could instantly recognize the bad side of a person only through the look in his eyes and in Ayyut's eyes. Mahmed's entered the nominal red line.

"Where are we going?" nazri asked curiously.

"Did I take you?" ayyut asked back.

"Damnahh!" Nazri growled irritably pinching Ayyut's waist a little tight.

"You want us to crash?" asked Ayyut in a slightly loud voice.

"When can your mouth be touched by sugar?"

They throw questions at each other without any of them answering. Ayyut did not answer all of Nazri's questions.he glanced at her brother's irritated face through the rearview mirror, it looks very funny and adorable make his hands itch to pinch him firmly adding chubby cheeks her brother.

"Hug me and you'll be slammed!" tell Ayyut to make a loud noise when the sound collides with the engine of the motor.

"No ma. aaghhh." Nazri who initially refused to just shout when Ayyut increased the speed of his motorbike to make Nazri inevitably embrace his sister's waist.

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