Memorization of the Qur'An for Afra
CHAPTER 18: THE PLAN

In the room, a girl was lying on the bed with her head wrapped in cloth. His face was bruised, his lips were pale, and the white bandages wrapped around his head turned red. His eyelids tightly shut the beautiful bead, his breathing was regularly blowing very. The girl who was none other than Afra, had been asleep from a few minutes ago.

In the corner of the bed, another girl was looking satisfied towards Afra who had been lulled into a beautiful dream. Well, he's Zanira, Brother-in-law Afra.

"Sleep well, Baby." Patting the head of Afra. Afterwards Zanira walks out of the room leaving Afra with her dream.

Zahira chose to sit on the living room sofa, occasionally his eyes continued to glance at his watch impatiently waiting.

"Ziran's lunch is 20 minutes away. Ah, it's still a long time." His breathing was heavy because he had to wait.

Because the time on target is still a few minutes away, Zanira also busied himself by opening his Sosmed account wading through cyberspace.

Zanira stopped scrolling through her phone screen when she got a post from one of her follower accounts. Zanira focused on the words in the picture.

Marriage and career are equally important. If a career is for youth, then marriage is for your future. Only you choose, want one or leave both. It's all your choice.

Zanira's face grunted. He is too sensitive when it comes to marriage and life partners. At the age of 28, thinking of a husband is far from his imagination. He does not want to get married quickly, because after marriage, he is sure that his career must end. Every application that comes always he refuses, having a relationship limited to a boyfriend never. More prioritizing his career, more important for now.

"Jeez, it's too late!" Zanira was surprised to see the clock on her phone turned out to be passing from her target. "Fast phone, fast phone..," His mouth kept wriggling with his lincestful hand looking for his sister's contact number.

Got it!

Zanira started to get a little nervous.

"Huff ..., calm, quiet. Ekhm .., the natural Zanira. You should be useful to the family of others!" As much as possible try to make everything run smoothly.

Tet.

The sound of the first connection tone directly in the lift Ziran. Zanira gave a small laugh and activated the speaker to hear clearly Ziran's voice over there.

"Assalamualaikum, Brother Zani? Boy, brother has long forgotten me, still remember it also turns out. Just finished busy, huh?" His tone was mixed between fun and ridicule. At that time, Ziran was eating the provisions of the wife full of passion, enjoying the love in the delicious food.

"Wa-waalaikumsalam. Where are you now?" Different from Ziran. Zanira sounded panicked and her breathing was made dull.

"In my office, it's still a clock. What's up?" Ziran's voice turned serious. Rise up from his chair, turned to stare at the expanse of tall buildings from behind the window of his office. He finished his lunch.

Zanira brings up a smirk smile.

"Ziran hurry home! your wife! He ..., he .... " Slightly screamed in support of his performance.

Ziran looked up at her brother's panicked voice. Afra why?

"Why wife? What's wrong with Afra, brother? Wait a minute, actually where is big brother now?" Ziran began to be provoked by emotions and anxiety. His heart was already restless waiting for his brother's answer.

"There's no time, Ziran. Your wife needs you more. Quickly go home!" Tell Zanira to immediately turn off the phone connection before his sister asked longer.

Actually this was also part of his plan to find out how much Ziran cared for his wife. He entered back into the room and observed his sister-in-law who remained soundly asleep.

"Haha .., I think I should have a little deflected the plan, Sister-in-law. No pa-pa, huh? Don't be sorry for your husband, he's got to be taught a little lesson." Zanira pinched softly on Afra's cheeks and exposed her fingers to Afra's makeup stain.

"Oh, ruined his make-up. I have to fix it, don't let Ziran know!" Zanira hastily picks up the Make-Up kit and starts to fix Afra's makeup that was damaged by her.

Right, it's all just make-up.

Bruised cheeks, pale lips, and bandages stained red like blood that yes, because given red medicine. Afra was not a tweezer but was completely asleep. It was also due to the influence of sleeping pills given by Zanira, to Afra.

"I can't wait to prank my sister. Haha .... " Zanira was so happy to sit on the side of the bed and laughed amusedly.

Here's plan!

Perfects. There can be no slight mistake. And the problem of Afra falling asleep, it's because she can't act like a tweezer and is afraid of release until their plan can fail. Be like this, Afra was given sleeping pills by Zanira and only served to sleep beautifully until the drug reaction was exhausted.

Brakes

The bedroom door was broken down from the outside and Ziran appeared in a super chaotic state. His appearance was far from good words made Zanira look at the sister with a stunned look.

Really? Is this his sister? Can you get this bad when it comes to his wife? Well, I'm proud of you deck. Zanira smiled faintly in order not to be aware of Ziran. In his heart he praised the younger brother who was very worried about his wife.

Male dream woman. If you love someone, you can forget yourself.

Ziran threw the origin of her office suit into the sofa in the room and loosened the tie that strangled her neck. His face was tense and reddened.

"Sister, why is Afra like this? What happened to her?"

First stage. Acting is starting.

"Hiks .., big brother is not strong enough to explain everything. Hiks ..., brother is not strong Ziran." While pulling the nose melts that come out. Acting that really animates!

Ziran sat beside his wife's bed. When he wanted to touch the face of Afra ayu, Zanira realized and immediately pulled his sister's hand.

"Don't hold-hold! You saw his face bruised, right? Afra could be in pain!" An alibi! The fact is, so that Ziran does not realize if the bruise is just a touch from The Power Of Make-Up!

"Well, I'll take Afra to the hospital!" Ziran got up wanting to take his wife to the hospital, but was stopped by Zanira.

"Don't!" Zanira's last resort is to lie. "So Brother has called the Doctor here and said he only needs rest and will be conscious in a moment. You just wait."

"Then please explain, brother! don't make me want to die like this. What's wrong with my wife?" Ziran lowered his head to prevent him from seeing the brother if his tears were competing to fall from the eye pelukan.

Second stage. Towards epilogue.

"Huff ..., well brother will explain everything." Zanira sat on the lip of the bed and held Afra's hand. "Your wife is depressed!"

Ziran's swollen face lifted looking at the confused Brother.

"Your silent behavior is the cause. It's your fault, Ziran! Afra came to this because she was tired of your childishness. When you are angry, you speak a thousand languages, Your wife keeps thinking about how to persuade you not to be angry anymore. You know, women don't like to be silenced. Afra didn't sleep well just thinking of you." Zanira's gaze turned sharp. "You're evil! You shouldn't treat your wife like that. If there is a problem, solve it well. You guys are married should be able to act grown up. Whisper!?"

Ziran gulped down his saliva. Apparently he was the cause. Its fault.

"I was wrong, I'm sorry. I beg you to forgive me, I'm sorry. I promise I won't do it again, I won't let you down. I promise! Open your eyes, Afra, look at me!" Ziran shakes his wife's shoulders to wake up. Her tears could not compromise in order not to come out. She cried.

Zanira's smile grew more perfect. It felt like he wanted to jump in with his Sister-in-law to celebrate their success. Their prayers are answered. Beakbul!

"My wife, I'm not angry anymore, I'm not going to leave you alone anymore, your husband promised." Ziran kissed Afra's forehead. "Let's open your eyes, baby"

Zanira threw away the sight of seeing that scene. It's more romantic than any drama I've ever seen! Was my sister on purpose! Hey, your brother is unmarried, don't be romantic in front of me! Inner irritated. Zanira is a mosquito repellent.

Still in that position, Ziran sat on the lip of the bed against Zanira. His hands clenched Afra's fingers and occasionally dipped them.

It's all done. Just waiting for Afra to be aware of the influence of sleeping pills.

"Hoam .... " Not long after, there was a sound of someone yawning in the room.

Afra.

Ziran had a happy face, grateful that Afra had opened her beautiful eyes. And Zanira waited impatiently to tease Ziran about the results of their plan, it would be very exciting.

Afra's eyes blinked adjusting the incoming light. His hands stretched out straight, feeling his body re-energize after falling asleep, it felt like his burden was reduced.

After his gaze was clear, Afra's eyes caught the first figure was her Husband, smiling at him.

"Alhamdullilah, you finally realized. I'm so afraid you're gonna keep falling asleep, my wife." Ziran immediately grabbed Afra into his arms.

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Afra had to gather full awareness in order to understand.

"Sister Ziran can talk? Well, our plan is to get Zani's brother. We succeeded!"

Oops!!

Zanira immediately froze on the spot as the sound of Afra's innocence made her heart beat. Cold sweat began to slide profusely from his temple.

Afra was still unconscious and kept laughing happily. She was so happy that her husband could talk. Now he put his hand on his face and patted and pinched his gnarled cheek. In the end, the Make-Up that Afra was wearing was swept away by her own hands.

That moment was also all revealed.

Delighted and careless. Though it has been commemorated previously by Zanira not to make mistakes. But apparently, the girl can not act and also not a good partner for Prank.

Avoiding the eyes of the Eagle that highlights both its prey sharply.

Zanira covered her face with a palm, "Death to us."

"Can you explain what this all means?"

- To Be Continue