
After dinner, they went back to their respective rooms, Syifa was seen on the edge of her bed while playing her phone.
Yes, Syifa was opening whatshapp and shortly after. Someone familiar to her sent a message.
Dias Primary: "Ifa"
Syifa read and typed to reply to him.
Aqila Assyifa: "Ekm"
Dias Pratama: "Start the cake"
Aqila Assyifa: "Auu ah males"
Dias Pratama: "First, wait a minute"
Aqila Assyifa: "Other fire"
Dias Pratama: "Let's Syif tomorrow be Sunday"
Aqila Assyifa: "Yes I also know tomorrow's Sunday"
Dias grumbled angrily reading Syifa's reply was now indifferent to him.
Dias Pratama: "Of Ifa, that's not what I mean"
Aqila Assyifa: "Keep?"
Dias Pratama: "Gue want to come with me tomorrow"
Syifa was confused to scratch her non-itchy head.
Aqila Assyifa: "Where?"
Dias Pratama: "Today you will know"
Aqila Assyifa: "Morning, afternoon, afternoon or evening?"
Dias Pratama: "All can?"
Aqila Assyifa: "Seriously"
Dias Pratama: "If I'm serious about this"
Aqila Assyifa: "Right of Lo"
Dias Primary: "Seriously?"
Aqila Assyifa: "According to you?"
Dias Primary: "No"
Aqila Assyifa: "It doesn't work"
Dias Pratama: "Ifa was so good"
Syifa started to get upset somehow she felt this Dias day was so annoying.
Aqila Assyifa: "Gue why else?"
Dias Pratama: "No, anyway you should be able to point"
Syifa was further confused by Dias' attitude.
Aqila Assyifa: "Right of Lo"
Syifa read without intending to reply to Chatt Dias because she thought it was useless to reply to him and the long conversation ended.
"What's wrong with her?" syifa was getting curious.
******
At the Pratama residence, Dias was in the garden of his house. He looks smiling looking straight at his phone.
"Ifa, tomorrow I will make you happy" said Dias remained in a smiling position, however, someone from above looked so serious looking at him. That man who is none other than Dimas.
"Dias why is that happy? did he win the lottery" asked Dimas paying attention to his twin.
"Gue mengingan, enter the room to break the rest so that tomorrow more fresh" rise up Dias went to go into the house to his room.
******
Syifa began to straighten herself, immediately focusing, because she was still curious about Dias' behavior which she thought was so strange. After being tired he fell asleep moving from the conscious to a dream.
Sinta was preparing breakfast, for the husband of the child, and also his daughter-in-law. Sinta with aunt Surti waitress at her house.
"Good morning mami" greeted Sonya with a smile.
"Eh, my beautiful daughter-in-law is awake" said Sinta.
"Mi, what do I help her with?" ask Sonya confused.
"Pity you help him cut onions, can you?" ask Sinta back. Sonya.
Sinta is busy making fried rice, while Sonya, who peels red onions, until her eyes are now red as fish eyes that live in the sea.
"Initially evil mi" said Sonya immediately cry.
"Darling you?" tanya Sinta made sure.
"Ekm, bring her naughty noodles" replied Sonya now sobbing.
Sinta held back her laughter, heading to check on her favorite daughter-in-law's situation. Yes, how not to be the favorite daughter-in-law of the Sonya people the first daughter-in-law of the Sanjaya family.
"Yes already dear, let's continue Surti aja aunt" ordered Sinta. Sonya stopped her activities and confirmed her in-laws' words.
"Darling you went to clean your hands, you went to call your husband and Syifa?" said Sinta who followed Sonya.
Sonya went to her room to call her husband but in her room Surya was seen coming out of the bathroom bare-chested.
"Have you taken a shower?" ask Sonya.
"Yes, dear dong, are you alone?" ask Surya back.
"Had" replied Sonya briefly.
"Why is that red?" ask Surya again.
"That was me peeling onions, uh tau-tau so gini" said Sonya. Surya laughed.
"You're laughing anyway, his wife's people are in trouble too" upset Sonya went to the bathroom.
"Hehe's not that funny" Surya replied coming in.
"There is no need to be tight" said Sonya annoyed.
Surya held back a laugh, "You're angry, aren't you,?" surya asked, "Do you think?" reply Sonya is still upset to see her insensitive husband as soon as Surya comes forward to help Sonya wash her eyes which again still feels sore.