
"How, Mas? Aina's mom still can't be told?" keisha asked, somehow looking more tasteful than Fauzan, who was in the middle of his wife's cake.
"Rather than being on cuekin, maybe I was more afraid if he was sick to the point of not being able to reply to my message. Hhhh .. when you and I are still one week away in this place, but there are things that make me nervous," replied Fauzan, sighing long repeatedly.
"You want how else, Mom? I can tell why Aina was angry. You've been on a long vacation with your second wife, which first wife isn't mad about it?" keisha asked, aiming her shoulders indifferently.
Fauzan restored his coarse hair, looking at Keisha who had returned to breakfast quietly in front of him, with a fretful look.
"Can I go home first?" asked Fauzan, history suddenly even though only a small murmur.
Keisha who heard that immediately looked up, looking at the man's face with a fierce look, as if warning him in making a decision.
"If you go home, I'd better come home too. Why am I here too? In one day you and I were almost going around all the places, now we're bored!" said Keisha, sighing harshly.
"Is that so? What about your idol concert? I hope you don't forget that, right? You've been staying up all night just to check out the tickets" Fauzan chirped, reminding Keisha of the most important thing.
"Ah, yes too. How could I forget?! That's stupid, that's the most important thing! I almost did something stupid by forgetting about it. For you to remember, thank you!" keisha said, looking pleased with the little thing.
"Hem, not a big thing. Try it later I'll call Alva or Izra. They must have answered my message, hopefully my wife is in good health" said Fauzan, refocusing on her breakfast.
"Look? Why are you here? You two honeymoon here?" asked a man in a gray suit, walking closer towards them with cool steps.
"Hem? Mirza's? Don't tell me you have a photo shoot here. Really soul mate! Should we just turn it back?!" chirp Keisha, kidding.
But the joke instead made the two men in front of him, looking at him with a strange look.
Fauzan with a displeased look, and Mirza with a look of disbelief at what had just come out of that pretty mouth.
"Hahaha, don't joke like that. You made me your husband's nemesis! We were just kidding, Mr. Fauzan. Please don't put it to heart" Mirza said, explaining immediately before it became a runyam misunderstanding.
Keisha just nodded slowly, and looked back at Mirza who was still standing beside him.
"You want breakfast? Want to join us? There doesn't seem to be an empty bench anymore" Keisha said, looking familiar with the man.
Fauzan who saw the attitude of the two of them, just silent and not too sprained. Maybe because he doesn't love Keisha much. But it was very different when the man was close to his first wife, Aina, when Fauzan and Keisha's wedding took place yesterday.
Mirza is upset. Keisha behaved again. And make it a point with Fauzan. "Hahaha, why are you asking that, Kei?! I told you, don't make me your husband's nemesis. So I don't want to disturb you two for breakfast. Please continue, I will go to the restaurant next door if there is no place to eat here," he explained.
"It's not hard, just join us. After all, it's just breakfast, and I can't interfere with Keisha's privacy, right? Although I am her husband, I still feel I have no right to interfere with her relationships with her friends. So join in as my wife wishes" said Fauzan, wiping his lips with a tissue.
Keisha nodded, agreeing with the words. "True, just join us. My husband is not that bad. You can be more relaxed with him" he said, chiming in.
As a result, Mirza awkwardly joined the two of them. Talking about a light topic with Keisha, so that Fauzan could join the engineering chat once.
If you look, Fauzan is not a cold person. Especially selfish! After chatting for quite a while, passing through some topics smoothly, it seemed like he had a very humble attitude, although his face seemed cold and gluttonous.
"The food has come, you two eat first. I'll call for a minute" Fauzan said, asking for permission before he left.
Keisha took a long breath. Mirza looked at him confused.
"Why? You guys don't seem to be fighting, but why are you sighing so much?" asked Mirza, watching her.
"There was. Outsiders like you don't need to know" Keisha said, making Mirza knock her forehead in annoyance.
"Women suck, since when do any of us have secrets?"
"Since I had a family and went home with him!" replied Keisha, looking indifferent to Mirza.