Married prospective sister-in-law
Do you love me?

Rheana sits in the cafeteria with Fikri, they eat meatballs together, but somehow Rheana feels that her friend is not focused on what she is doing.

Even the meatballs in front of him were just stirred.

“You have a problem?” tanya Rheana finally opened her voice.

Fikri realized, the man then shook his head and bribed meatballs into his mouth.

“No, I'm always cheerful even if there's a problem.” Fikri replied instantly making Rheana laugh.

Rheana. “Tell me if you want a story, we'll be friends.” Rheana said so warmly, just a friend.

Fikri nodded. “Actually I want a story, but not now. So you should be ready if I need a friend to confide in, just watch out for you.” Threaten Fikri while lifting the meatball fork and pointing it towards Rheana.

Rheana laughed again. Making friends with Fikri is enough to make him sick to the stomach because of laughing, there is always Fikri's behavior that makes Rheana laugh.

“Just relax, you can tell me anytime.” Rheana really said.

“Then if I call when there is your husband how?” tanya Fikri raised her eyebrows.

“No way, you can phone, and my husband also will not matter if I say that we are friends.” Answer Rheana sure.

Fikri mangosteen. “Alright, good if so.” Sahut Fikri chuckled.

Rheana glanced at the clock that was coiled around her wrist, the next lesson clock was about to begin, and it made Rheana force Fikri to immediately finish her meal.

“Be calm, no need to rush.” The Fikri Chirps made Rheana instantly glare.

They arrived at the classroom, and soon after the lecturer came to teach.

***

Rheana and Fikri come out together, but they do not go home together because Rheana will go home with a ride only.

But who would have thought, in the parking lot Cakra stood up while folding his hands on his chest.

Rheana who saw that was of course surprised to be mixed with pleasure. He put on a smile and hugged Cakra without permission.

“Have long waited? why don't you tell me if you want to pick up, Kak.” Rheana said with a smile that had not yet disappeared.

Cakra did not reply, the man just kept silent while staring at Fikri intently. The man who looks so close to Rheana, his wife.

Rheana noticed Cakra's gaze, and she was afraid that her husband would misunderstand.

“Oh yes, Brother. Introduce, he's Fikri, my friend.” Rheana introduced.

Fikri put on a face full of smiles, then reached out his hand to get acquainted, but Cakra just kept quiet without intending to return Fikri's hand.

“I Fikri, Sir. I'm a friend of Rheana's, and I hope you don't misunderstand. Me and Rheana are really just friends,” said Fikri to the point.

Rheana grimaced in his heart, he became uneasy with Fikri because he was worried about being offended by Cakra's words just now, but on the other hand he was also happy to hear Cakra calling him a wife.

“Kak, let's go home.” Take Rheana to rub the back of her husband's hand.

Cakra smiled sweetly then nodded. He gets in the car first, while Rheana apologizes first to Fikri.

“Pardon my husband yes, Fik. He's that guy, but he's good.” Rheana's not feeling well.

Fikri nodded. “Laise, Rhe. Good even if sumi is that, it means that he loves you very much.” Sahut Fikri honest.

Rheana commented with a smile, he left and soon followed Cakra to get in the car, then went home.

Cakra was driving so focused, that it made Rheana think that her husband was angry about it.

“So, are you angry?” ask Rheana slowly.

“Anged? what am I angry for.” Reply Cakra glanced at Rheana at a glance and then refocused on looking at the road ahead.

“Maybe because of that, and you misunderstood.” Rheana answered very slowly.

Exactly, they stopped because of the red light, and it utilized Cakra to pull his wife into his warm embrace.

“I would not do this, but for the sake of making you fall with suffering then I will do.” Inner Cakra with the hand that rubs Rheana's back.

“Forget it, I did not misunderstand at all, Darling.” Says Cakra affectionately, though false.

Cakra released his embrace, he cupped Rheana's face and kissed his wife's forehead quickly.

“Mama invited us to lunch together, we went there huh?” the Tawar Cakra is more like a solicitation.

Rheana's face was tense, he was afraid of being chased out from there. “How come, they won't accept me,” great-grandson Rheana lowered her head.

Cakra rubbed his wife's head. “Quiet, Sweetheart. I'm with you,” said Cakra softly.

The lights are green. Cakra immediately gasped towards the residence of his parents' house to attend the invitation to lunch together.

While Rheana still looks frightened and nervous, when Cakra grabs her hand and kisses her, she is a little calmer.

“Do not think, Dear.” Says Cakra very gently, still kissing Rheana's hand.

Rheana saw her still faithful hand being grasped and kissed by Cakra, and it really made her happy, not even endlessly smiling since just now.

“Sister, do you love me?”

RHEA, DON'T BE SO PLAIN YA🤧

Be connected.............................