Our Secrets
Ch. 81. Convincing Feelings

Chapters. 81

"Lo why the hell from earlier pouting mute?" zuma asked as Sila bent her face. Unlike usual, there was always something she said.

Mami Dilla gestured for her daughter not to ask first. It seems like the current atmosphere of Sila's feeling is not okay.

Zuma nodded in understanding. But his eyes caught something else. Something that wasn't there before. He made the woman come closer to his sister-in-law. He narrowed his eyes to clarify what he was seeing right now.

'Lo has a red birthmark, huh?" ask Zuma. His position was very close to Sila. "My feeling yesterday-yesterday you don't have a birthmark, '" the woman murmured while remembering.

Sila grew increasingly upset and glanced at Zuma.

"Devicious, right?" ask Sila with pursed lips.

Zuma nodded his head. "Rubber!" the answer is so steady.

Reflexively Sila hit the arm of her husband's twin brother.

"This is because of Kak Zuma's twin. Play bite at will. Where imprint anyway," said Sila upset.

Zuma covered his mouth with widened eyes when he knew the cause of the sign. Then the woman laughed loudly. What else when looking at his mother's gaze that looks resigned.

"So, when Mami called you earlier, you were doing that?" zuma asked as he stuck together the tip of his index finger in front of his chest. Waiting for an answer from Sila.

"That's what the hell, brother?" ask someone who doesn't understand. "People Mas Zacky mode just want to comb hair. But the edges even bite my neck from behind. It's a hell of a bitch, isn't it?" shoot Please to Zuma. Where the woman laughed.

It is a pity that his twin brother had to face a woman like Sila. They've done something before. But why does Sila actually look so innocent.

"Do you know what my brother means?" ask Zuma.

Please shake. Then Zuma stared at his mom who busied himself with vegetables in front of him. They are currently in the kitchen and planning to make a vegetable salad. A request from Sila and Zuma's favorite coincidence. So just make together.

"Mommy is the obvious one. That's also poor, Zacky. If you believe it, it means he is serious about this boy, Mo," said Zuma throwing towards his mother.

Mami Dilla felt that way too. They are also married. It would not hurt if he explained what his current son wanted to his own wife.

"Don't you like Zacky?" ask mami Dilla.

Please shrug his shoulders. "If you say you like it anyway, Mi. He's handsome and rich. Which girl doesn't like it. What's the matter, Mi?" reply Please with a curious look.

"If love?"

"It looks like he didn't. You see, Sila herself does not know what love is like," replied Sila while smiling innocently.

Zuma sighed. Fortunately, both of his brothers had a wife who had never known love.

"Ituloh Darling, who makes your chest pound if you look at his face. Or just look at her," explained Dilla's mom. Making Sila speechless.

Please remember the interaction between himself and Zacky. As he remembered, every time the man approached or like before in the room, he was pounding incoherently. Between fear and nervousness.

"If thumping anyway, it's like Mi. But that time of love?" the plain question from Sila, certainly made someone new down from the stairs that happened to be close to the kitchen, pulling his lips up.

"That means you're in love with my sister" said Zuma anxious himself.

"If you look at Mas Zacky with other women, how about you, dear? Not angry?" ask Mami Dilla to make sure again to be more convincing feelings of her daughter-in-law to her second son.

The figure of the man with hair that is still wet because of the shampooing is so impatient to hear the answer from Sila. Until he was completely sure of what he had decided at this moment.