Sie Culun My love
The Part 88
Arin turned his head to look at Radit, with a gaze asking how is this?.
Radit who saw that gaze, he smiled and blinked his eyes, giving a signal everything would be fine.
"When have you been dating?" ask Zahwa.
"We're not dating Zah."
"Continue?" Zahwa is confused, not dating but together.
"Yes, he's not the sister's boyfriend, but the sister's future wife." Radit's answer made Arin gawk, he did not expect Radit would talk like that.
Don't ask Arin's face now, his white cheeks have now turned red, like tomatoes.
"That's why Rin's cheek, so like a tomato so," Zahwa said.
Rebellious Zahwa speech, making Arin more embarrassed, nervous, and misbehaved. "What the hell is Zah?!" elangkannya by pinching Zahwa's hand.
"There is no need to be ashamed Rin, soon we will be sodara, I did not expect, but I am happy you are my sodara," Zahwa said with a smile.
"Have dik, do not tempt your cousin-to-be," said Radit.
"Dear, we better eat first!" sahut Fathul's.
Zahwa nodded in response, she actually wanted to hear an explanation from Arin, and there were still many questions she wanted to ask, but her husband had already signalled to stop asking.
After eating Fathul immediately invited Zahwa home, he did not want to disturb his friend who was kasmaran, he would also have felt like that, would not be comfortable if there are others, he would have felt like that, even though it's our own friend, it's still uncomfortable.
"We say yes first," said Fathul moved from his seat, followed by his wife next to him.
"Why, sister-in-law hastily?" ask Radit.
"Don't call me that" lamented Fathul, the time in public places calling like that is shameful.
Radit laughed, it turns out that his cousin-in-law plus his friend could be upset too, but Radit knew very well Fathul was a quiet person, cute, but if again a funny snack as well.
"Don't laugh nothing funny" he regretted then left the table of two other people in a drunken romance, because only met after a few months had LDR.
Fathul and Zahwa were already in the car.
"Where are we going, baby?" Fathul opened his voice when his car was out of the cafe.
"We go home, sister, I want to be home."
"Well, is there anything to buy?"
"No "
Fathul drove his car at moderate speed, towards their apartment.
Soon they reached the apartment, Fathul parked his car, after which he and his wife entered his room.
Zahwa immediately entered the room first, to change his home clothes, Fathul chose to lay his body on the sofa while watching television.
Before long Zahwa went out of the room to the kitchen to make an iced orange for herself and her husband, then she approached her husband with two glasses of drink and snacks. "Diminum sis" she said, and sat down next to her husband.
"Thank you dear." Fathul took a glass of orange ice and drank it.
"Sister, Sunday tomorrow we go to Mama's house, yes, I miss Mama" said Zahwa.
"Yes." Yeah."
Zahwa is busy with his phone, watching his beloved drakor, while Fathul is now busy in front of his laptop, checking reports from his employees.
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Sorry for the flow ngalur ngidul, again deadlocked because it is busy with world affairs.
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