WRONG MARRIAGE

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That morning, Zalfa was dressing up in front of a mirror. The sound of water pouring from the shower was heard all the way outside. Arkhan is mansi. Zalfa grabbed a glass filled with mineral water on a small table beside the dressing table. He sipped until it was almost finished and left only a little.

“Ups.” Zalfa gave a small scream when his hand that put the glass to the table was nudged to cause Arkhan's shirt that had been prepared on the table was hit, splashing water on the shirt.

Zalfa wanted to dry the wet parts and iron the shirt, but was awkward because he was dressing up, so he chose to take the cheese to the balcony and hang it there. The warmth of the morning sun will certainly be able to reduce the wet parts. After all, the wet part is only a little, it will not take long for the sun to dry it.

Zalfa returned to the room and finished her makeup. After finishing with his activities, his attention is now on Arkhan's phone. He remembered Arkhan who seemed to focus on the phone at times that were not normal and Arkhan's facial expression also seemed very tense and filled with worry. Could it be that Zalfa would find something on Arkhan's phone?

Zalfa turned to the bathroom door, the sound of the shower still being heard. It means Arkhan's still a long time in the bathroom. Zalfa hastily grabbed the phone and rubbed the phone screen. Damnit damnit! Arkhan's phone is locked with a password. How could Zalfa know how many passwords Arkhan used to lock the phone.

How many passwords? Zalfa. He tried typing Arkhan's name in the password box. Fail. Wrong password. Again, he tried Arkhan's date of birth. The result is the same. Wrong password. Zalfa must not repeat repeatedly enter the wrong password, because his actions that try to break the password will be caught if it gets wrong many times, many times, because the phone will be locked for a few minutes shortly after repeated mistakes are made.

“Zalkan!”

A firm voice rang out loud right on the side of Zalfa's earlobe. Zalfa bristles feel a smooth slap that comes from the mouth that calls the word ‘zalkan’.

Zalfa turned slowly to his side. The deg! His heart was beating hard looking at Arkhan who had not been standing behind him since when, with the position of the mouth right near his ears. How could Zalfa not even notice Arkhan coming out of the bathroom? He was trying to break Arkhan's hape password.

“Password zalkan. Lowercase all,” firmly Arkhan is still in his original position.

Zalfa looked at Arkhan trying to find out if her husband was angry or not. And Arkhan's expression is difficult to guess, even now Zalfa does not know whether her husband calls the password a form of anger or if he tells the password well.

The two sat for quite a while.

“Wait for what else?” Ask Arkhan.

As remoted, Zalfa typed the password mentioned by Arkhan. The phone was successfully opened. But Zalfa did not dare to do anything with Arkhan's phone, because the man was still standing at his side.

“Didn't you ever try to open my phone to find out what it is? Why shut up?” Ask Arkhan.

“Good. I saw the contents.” Zalfa took advantage of the situation. He checked the incoming chat, incoming calls, and everything related to Arkhan's talk this morning. But Zalfa found nothing there. Even the call history list is empty. The in and out chats are also empty. Inbound and outbound messages are empty. After Zalfa's assignment as a detective.

“What do you want to know from all that, hm?” Arkhan asked again who had been watching Zalfa's hand movements on his phone.

“I want to know your friends. It's okay, right?”

“Just ask me that, no need to find out for yourself through my phone. I can answer your question clearly.”

“OK okay.” Zalfa nodded. It was wrong at once with degan. Wait a minute, Arkhan mentioned zalkan as a mobile password. What does the abbreviated name Zalfa and Arkhan mean? Uh, pe de dikit can, right?

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