GRINNED
CHAPTER 83: Exchanging Roles

Liking twins is unique. I don't know this

intentionally or unintentionally. Aris and I meet again tonight.

Aris was nongol first when I came. Maybe two minutes ahead. Because he just closed the car when I want to get into the courtyard of the mother Mayasa house.

"Hi Bro ...."

"Hi also , he ... he ...."

"Ho .. oh."

"Bareng again."

For a moment I parked the car. Approaching him, we go hand in hand.

"Heartily."

"That's inside."

" We're just being moved."

"It looks so."

Not to mention this step until. From inside the house, little Anya walked quickly to us.

"Stop."

While shaking our waist, trying to stop our steps.

Duh .. You are gemesin once Anya. Where we miss it hard again.

"Anya's sweet sister ."

Aris grabs Anya's body into her embrace and kisses her cheek.

"I'm not a sister, Om. I'm Anya's sister."

"REally?!"

"We'll get another nephew."

"Looks."

"Okay, Anya's sister."

"Kok, Aris and Fadly can't come in, why?"

"Just can't."

"Om both just want to meet the same aunt ammah."

"For what?

Small-small clever introgation nich. Maybe it's a descendant of times.

"Yes, look at ammah."

"No, no. Before ammah allows."

"Well, who is that?"

Mayasa waved her hand towards Anya.

"All right, now I can."

"Om Aris, where's the gift?"

Nach you know .. Forgot to have a nephew.

The tail of Aris's eyes glanced towards Fadly. Which is also smiling.

Quickly Fadly order pizza cake through his mobile app

"Prophey, come soon. We'll wait at home. Ammah called tuch."

Still in Aris's sling, di nodded. Because Aris also does not want to lower Anya.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mayasa."

"Dear, it's better."

"Wa'alaikum greetings ... Thank God it is so much better."

"Anya down baby. Poor about Aris."

"He .. he ..."

Anya came down from Aris's sling. Approaching Mayasa.

"My aunt's job is done."

"Tasks?!" we both mumbled. It was a bit confused as well as what Anya had just said.

"I'm aunty, it's okay, Om."

while staring at Fadly, whose eyes can not be separated from Mayasa.

"Can. With pleasure."

Fadly grabbed Anya in her arms. Then the other hand pushed the Mayasa wheelchair. Heading to the veranda , leaving Aris who was meeting Layla.

Tumben Layla did not get out of her seat in the living room. Though knowing that Aris is coming. He just smiled at her.

"Sister Aris, I'm sorry I read a book again, take a little responsibility."

"There's just you. My future wife is spoiled apparently." Layla smiled unconcernedly.

Aris berahan put his body next to Layla's seat.

"Read what sich, very serious."

Aris looks at the book Layla is reading. Layla sparingly avoided her book from Aris.

"Like a novel."

"He .. uh."

"Sholat?"

"Then, the congregation was the same as Dinda."

"Already teaching?"

"Mbak Dinda's gone. hasn't had a chance."

"Layla, my sweet sister, be honest!. If you're teaching me to wait for Dinda first?"

Oops .. I have to answer what.

"He .. he .. he .. he ..."

Looking at Layla like this, it seems like I doubt that I can complete Zaidan's task.

It's just weird this Zaidan. Want to propose to his sister, use all tests. Where is difficult anymore. Tell Layla to read Al Ahzab's letter.

"May the novel be closed first. Help me out."

"Can Layla read al Ahzab's letter."

"But I brought the Qur'an."

"Just use the hp."

"All right."

With confidence, he read the writing on hp. While Aris listened to him with a head bobble. Sometimes his forehead creased.

"Stop .. stop."

"Wrong yes ... Sis."

Aris was confused as to what to answer. Almost everything is wrong. Because it is read, Indonesian.

"When you're married, you'll teach me."

"Alhamdulillah, means now can I continue reading this novel?"

"No."

"Tock"

"Sir Zaidan gives you conditions, if you want to propose to you. You should be able to read this letter."

"How, ready?"

Instantly he fell silent and his face looked pale.

"Have it, don't fuck it."

Know gini, I was not going to change roles with sister Layla.

That's why Layla's so absorbed, just horrified Fadly's sister read. He just shut up. The letter that was read seemed easier too.

"I . Yes Brother. Should I now?"

"If you can long. Had his proposal postponed. But you also know. Mr/Mother Hamdan is ready to wave you tomorrow. It's not good to postpone it."

How about this, there's no way I can. Yesterday I just finished al Fatihah doang. It's still stammering.

"Already, look and imitate the reading of brother Aris" said Aris disperse Mayasa's unrest, which Layla thought by Aris.

With trembling, Mayasa followed Aris' reading. Stammering in words. To the extent that cold sweat came out, drenching his palms.

Seeing that Aris felt unbearable. Then stop reading.

"Be calm, don't force it. If you can't. There's no way your brother's canceling our plans." holding Mayasa's hand.

But Mayasa took it off.

"No, I want to."

Mayasa looked at hp with great seriousness. Trying to say what Aris said. But it hasn't worked.

"Drink first, Layla." Aris is feeling pity.

"Sister Aris must be disappointed, Ma ... Layla can't read."

The words that had just come out of Layla's lips, made Aris think. But I don't want to guess too far.

"You doubt Aris, yes." said Aris with a smile.

Layla's sister is lucky to have Aris' sister, attentive. Those words were supposed to be Layla's sister who heard them. I'm not feeling so good about Layla. Why I was planning this. So backfire for me.

"Now follow my reading. Like Fadly said. Okay!"

"That means fail dong."

"No word failed. It is not time to write that letter. And anyway, brother Zaidan gave a different challenge. Not fair?"

Aris's words appeased Mayasa's heart. Gradually he followed the reading of al-Ikhlas' letter.

Halfway through he read, brother Zaidan came out to meet them.

For a moment he stared at the two of them. Inwardly he asked. Why Mayasa is with Aris. Not Layla. Did Aris realize it?

"Hi, Ris. How's it?"

"Zay, you cheated. Cook Fadly give me a short verse. While Lalla long letter. Poor ....You're just like your own sister."

Zaidan who knew that the one beside Aris was Mayasa, just a smile. Your own fault is theatrical.

"How's it?"

"I teach you easy. Poor thing."

"Have, I'll wait another 15 minutes."

"How come, Layla's still capable."

"It's okay, brother."

"Where's Fadly?"

"Outside."

Layla is playing with Anya. No matter Fadly who diligently memorized those verses.

"Here, here!"

He approached his father with a pizza box.

"From who?"

"Om Fadly."

"Well, could you represent me reading about Fadly and Ammah?"

"Why, Dad?"

"Dad want to temenin mother. Mother's a little sick."

"okay."

Zaidan left them all, headed to the room. Meet Dinda who is lying weakly on the bed.

"How, still nauseous."

"Udah is good."

"Tomorrow we go to the doctor."

"Just go with it."

"May this be a good sign for us."

Dinda just smiled thinly.

"What about the challenge for them."

"I told Anya to take it."

"I want to see how Anya copes with them."