Memorization of the Qur'An for Afra
CHAPTER 26: ACCIDENTAL

"After Ziran gets to the office, we both go for a walk, yuk!"

Afra who was arranging the breakfast menu on the table turned for a moment to Zanira beside him who carried the Milk drink in a tray.

Afra smiled doubtfully, "I'm not sure Brother Ziran will allow it, Brother." While taking the tray of Milk in Zanira's hand, she rearranged herself on the table.

Zanira drew closer to Afra, "If the matter is calm, Brother can help, the important thing is you agree first." Nodding reassuringly.

Afra who was silent held a reply for a moment. His hand tapped his chin. "okay ...."

"Ekhem ...," Afra's words were cut off as Ziran had already walked towards the dining table with an intimidating look. "Sister Zani, don't take Afra with you if you want to go out. He better stay home." Ziran actually locked his wife in the house like a prisoner.

Afra looked at Zanira, her head shaking and there was no hope.

"What the hell are you Ziran! If you keep your wife at home, she will be stressed for a long time. Everyone needs entertainment or just a walk to enjoy the outside world, sometimes it doesn't seem like a problem right?" Protests Zanira sat in her chair.

Ziran was silent on the spot thinking about his brother's words. Can his wife be stressed if at home? Is that so?

"Sit down and eat breakfast, Brother. He said there was a morning meeting, right? Don't be late. A Boss should be an example to his other staff, wouldn't you say Ziran?" Afra pulled her husband to sit in the chair of the head of the family, sitting next to Ziran right in front of Zanira.

Zanira threw away the view remains annoyed with the nature of the sister who was too restrictive of her Sister-in-law, this is not about the intention of her failed streets, but she was worried if her speech had become a reality. My sister-in-law can go crazy living in this house all the time!

Afra wanted to take a scoop of fried rice intent on filling Ziran's plate, but before that it was intercepted by her husband. Afra's hand was clasped and her eyes focused right onto the warm bead.

"Is it really stressful to stay home?" Ziran asked very seriously without blinking.

Afra glanced for a moment at her Sister-in-law who was now looking at her. It's opportunity! Zanira gave an eye code and a nod of the head, telling him to say 'Yes'

Aware, Afra eulogized Zanira's direction, nodding and saying, "Yes, I'm stressed from being at home." Afra realized Ziran's change in expression was shocked. He did not lie about his words, his head hurt thinking Ziran who was too possessive of him, want this to be banned, how not to be stressed?

"A-is that right?" Ziran could not believe it, because of his jealousy he made his wife stress locked in the house. "Are you serious?" Afra nodded quickly making Ziran even more guilty. He touched Afra's flat and rubbed her gently.

"Yes already,"

The two women looked at Ziran with happy twinkle, "Can?!" Ask both at the same time.

"Yes, can. But ...,"

"Thank you .... "

Ziran did not finish because Afra and Zanira hugged his neck on both sides. Quietly Zanira and Afra exchanged a blink of an eye with a smile rising on their lips.

Hugs off.

"You can go, but who will take care of you?" Afra and Zanira exchanged a puzzled look at Ziran's words.

"Why should I be guarded? We'll both be fine." Sahut Zanira.

"It's also about my wife, sister. I don't like men coming near or touching them, I won't let them!" Afra closed in, he had already guessed that reason would Ziran throw.

A jealous husband! Grunts Afra in heart. He approached to hug Ziran's arm.

"Just calm down, brother. Brother Zani must be a karate master, all the men who approach me will be afraid. Isn't that right, Sister-in-law?" Afra's turn to code his Sister-in-law to agree, Zanira of course sensitive people just immediately the message was captured.

"Oho .., of course, look at my muscles." Zanira is styled like a bodybuilder who shows both the muscles of his arms, despite the fact that there are only flat bumps and smooth skin. Where's there!

Ziran stared flatly at his brother, since when did Zanira have an interest in sports? Impossible in his dictionary! while Afra was holding back laughter desperately to see Zanira's acting that animates.

"I will guard your wife from the eyes of the man who looks at her, take it easy, leave everything to your brother!"

"Alright, but if it gets to .... "

"Nothing will happen, your wife is safe! Basic jealous!"

Ziran is silent, trying to throw away her bad thoughts about things that would happen if Afra went out of the house. Don't let anything bad happen!

"Be careful, Take care of my wife's sister."

And the conversation ended, and breakfast was over. Ziran had left for the office, but before that he gave his wife a match when he left the house. The most dominant rule is, '***Don't get close to other men****!' Always it.

***

20 Minutes passed and the time was used as quickly as possible by two women to change clothes and get ready to go for a walk.

"Considered this is the second time, but until now only know so passengers do not drive like this. "

Yes, after a long debate against Mr. Ziran, Queen Afra finally managed to persuade her Husband to allow himself to ride his favorite white Scoopy motorcycle. He was very happy to be able to drive again after so long his motorbike only fell asleep in the trunk of the house.

Afra is a bit off from a brief daydream when her brother-in-law has been riding on the bike,

"Time to Depart!!!" Shouted Zanira excitedly! Afra laughed with the screech.

"Ok Kak, Jalan ...." The motorbike that Afra was driving on began to leave the gate of the house and enter joining other motorists on the highway that had been crowded controlling the road.

"where are we going, brother?" glancing at Zanira from the rearview mirror of the motor.

"Where do you think is a good place? I don't know any place in this town, because my brother has been living in the Netherlands with his uncle and aunt." Zanira.

"Oh, it's worth it Brother is a bule man, yes." Afra's speech got a small tickle in her stomach from her Sister-in-law.

"Sister doesn't like being in the same crowd." Ketus Zanira throws lips.

"Hehehe, sorry brother, sorry."

"So where are we going?" Ask Zanira again.

"How about we go to the city park, brother? It's good there, you know." Afra glanced at Zanira from behind the mirror.

"Who have you been there?" Zanira asked in curiosity.

"I used to go there as a kid to meet my masked hero." Afra remembers her past a little.

"Masked hero? Who?" Zanira.

"A man who saved my life, wearing a wolf mask." Afra said with a smile.

"Well, that means before Ziran there was another male figure who stole your heart first, huh? My brother's second, dong." Zanira.

Afra just smiled back. I don't know why his life story feels awkward.

"We went straight to the park, brother. Brother hold on tight!" Afra slightly increased the speed of his motorbike made Zanira strangled in shock, but finally laughed.

As a result Zanira forgot her wish to ask again.

"Hahaha ..., Next time teach your brother to ride a motorcycle, yes. Big brother also wants to speed on the highway like this, very exciting!!!"

"Okay, Brother."

And the drive to the city park takes almost an hour from home. Stuck in traffic for about half an hour has become the breakfast of dense urban residents, that's the natural cause.

Entering the city park, the two women's eyes have been welcomed with many visitors to the park and the newly blooming colorful flowers emit a fresh fragrant smell. Motor scoopy Afra enters the park's parking area, and immediately exits there preparing to explore the city park.

Afra and Zanira held hands while walking around the flower garden area.

"Well, a lot has changed." Afra comments after comparing the changes to the city park a dozen years ago when she was 5 years old.

Afra piled her hands on the wall by the fountain pool, imagining the masked face of the boy she had stamped as a hero. The childhood story is an interesting one. How many stories are there here. Until a promise from the male hero crossed his mind.

I have broken my promise. I can't wait for him to come along and make our dreams come true. Sorry, I'm sorry! The glint of the agreement with the wolf-masked man was always ringing in his mind. There is guilt when he deserves to be called a big liar who has reneged on his childhood promise.

"Ka .... " Afra's voice ended up floating in the air when Zanira instead focused on noticing an object a little far ahead. Did you know that Zanira focused on the others? Means I ... like a madman smiling to himself, huh?

Still unconscious, Zanira's view was completely hypnotized by something. What is it? Afrapun followed the gaze of Zanira's eyes, how shocked when he saw his Sister-in-law there was a man who was painting roses as an objeck of his painting.

No, it wasn't the painting that surprised him the most! But the painter's man was ....

"Kiki?"

When the name was spoken softly by Afra's lips, immediately Kiki's gaze turned to the woman. Afra's eyes widened and panic suddenly came ambushing her! Afra grew even more excited as the man immediately approached her.

Now tell Afra what to do? Say it! Give him a solution.

"Sister Zanira, Let's go!!!"

- To Be Continue