That Barbarian girl is my wife
Honesty of Cyra

Zizi is ready to go home. The girl was waiting for Cyra to go to the toilet first.

"Have you not, Ra?! Long very pip*snya," asked Zizi impatiently.

Zizi was already impatient again want to immediately hear an explanation from his best friend about the news and video he got from Mona this morning.

"Why?!"

Cyra came out of the bathroom to the washbasin to wash her hands with a handwash.

"Ck!"

Zizi.

"I can't wait to hear an explanation from you directly about the video from Mona."

"Prophey! I'm really hungry right now. Eat first, yuk!"

Cyra pulls Zizi towards the canteen.

"Eh, what are we doing here?!" zizi Protest.

"Yes, eat! Kan, I said hungry."

"No! No!! Let's find somewhere else," Zizi refused while removing Cyra's hand.

"Why is it here?!"

"You want to make me faint curious because you don't tell me stories?!" cebik Zizi is upset.

"You want me to pass out hungry too?!"

Cyra did not have breakfast because the bell rang. Then, during the break he could not leave the class because he was punished by his math teacher for forgetting to do the PR given yesterday when Cyra did not enter school.

"OK! Ok! We buy the food wrapped, but the food is in your place, how?!" zizi Proposal.

"Yes, yes!"

Cyra finally gave up. They finally canceled their school meals. The two decided to go straight to Cyra's house after buying Zizi's rice field, after they argued first about the food they would buy.

"This is where you live now, Ra?!" ask Zizi as soon as they get off Zizi's car.

Zizi looked around Cyra's rented house. Although quite clean and tidy, however, his house was still very small when compared to the previous Cyra residence that could be said to be like a palace.

"Yes, why?!"

"Ah, no! Just, ..."

"Small?!" guess Cyra.

Zizi nodded doubtfully, afraid of offending her best friend.

"Well, this is my life now, Zi!"

Cyra took something under a bougainvillea flowerpot that was deliberately placed in the corner of the porch near the door. And that something turned out to be a house key.

"Come, yuk!" take Cyra with you after you unlock the door.

Zizi entered slowly. Again he looked at the inside of the house. The living room contains only one long sofa, one single sofa without a backrest and one glass table in the middle. A small aquarium is in the corner, between the two sofas.

Entering again there are two bedrooms measuring three and a half meters each lined up, a dining room that integrates with the kitchen, and a small bathroom and laundry that is also small.

"Sit down, Zi! I'll change my clothes first, okay?!"

Cyra went into one of the rooms and disappeared behind the door.

While Zizi put a pack of rice on the dining table. He entered the kitchen and took the cutlery and also took the drinking water in the gallon.

"Eh, Ra! Sorry, yeah, I'm sassy to enter your kitchen."

Zizi raised a glass filled with drink and two empty plates and a spoon on Cyra.

The girl had just walked out of the room wearing a t-shirt and hot pant that looked comfortable.

"It's okay! Thank you for taking everything." said Cyra smiling.

"Together, Ra! Yeah, well, let's eat!"

Zizi pulled out a chair and ate his own portion of the rice field. And so is Cyra. Both eat in silence and wisdom, especially hunger also makes the taste of food more delicious.

"Now you tell me everything, Ra! Everybody!"

" Hmm ...!"

Cyra took a deep breath before starting her story.

"You remember, it didn't happen when Andin and I ran into a fight at the park near the school corridor about two months ago?!

"Yes, why?!" Zizi.

"Well, since that incident I got my last SP from school. Papa deliberately revoked all the facilities that were on me. Everyone, Zi! No exception to ATM cards. And worse, Papa gave me a difficult choice I took that I would not want to do. And ... You know what that choice is?!"

" What choice?" zizi asked still faithfully listening.

"Married!" answer Cyra briefly.

However, although short still able to make Zizi a little sleepy because of the satiety was jumped in shock.

The girl even sat so shocked. Cyra looked at him with a probing look.

"Me-what? Married married?!" ask the girl not to believe it.

"Yes!" cyra.

"NI-IS?!"

Zizi deliberately emphasized the word because again he did not believe it. In fact, his eyes were so shocked.

"Yes, married! I have to marry Papa's chosen man. A very simple orphaned man, which is a man that Papa helped first up to several times. And the man must return the favor by marrying me" Cyra said slightly lowered her head.

There was sadness on his face.

"Who does that mean, the guy in Mona's video is ..." Zizi hung up his sentence.

"Yes, you're right! the guy in the video you got from Mona is Ditya, the guy I betrothed. Ever since we got married, she didn't want to stay at Papa's house, so, inevitably, I had to follow her, her lifestyle."

"When did you get married?! Why am I not told?! You're so mean, Ra!"

Zizi looked disappointed.

"Sorry, Zi! The marriage was simple and closed. Just a nuclear family and one best friend Ditya. After all, we were married in series so that the school wouldn't know."

"Then, how can you stay here with him without anyone suspecting, precisely the owner of this contract?!"

"We deliberately claim to be cousins. That's why our sleep is also separate rooms, right?! In addition to dismissing people's suspicions, also because we don't love each other. We do this because we have to. She was forced to marry me because she felt indebted and I was forced to marry her so that Papa would not send me to the village, where Grandma's mother lived."

"Oh!" Zizi shut her mouth.

The girl really did not expect that Om Bayu, Papa Cyra, was a cruel person. Just because his daughter did badung to get his attention, the old man had the heart to tell his daughter to marry a man of his choice who was bound by debt, a man that Cyra did not love and loved Cyra.

If only Om Bayu knew how sad his daughter had been for being ignored by his family because it was considered the cause of the death of the mother, surely Om Bayu would regret it.

During this time Cyra was only close to Bi Inah, the person he had considered as his mother so he called Biyung.

In fact, his brother and sister-in-law were just greeting him. They are busy with their own world.

"You know, right, Zi, how was my life?! Despite the lack of attention and affection from Papa and Brother Fian, but I can still enjoy the luxury. With the money they gave me, I could find my own pleasure and happiness out there. But now?! Just because of my bad behavior, Papa gave me to the man of his choice to live in simplicity. Even the affection I had been lacking was no longer there," lamented Cyra sadly.

"You're patient, yes, Ra!"

Zizi hugged Cyra who was seen shedding tears.

"You're not alone, Ra! There I am. Just tell me all your troubles, ok?! As long as I exist and can, I will definitely help you."

Zizi is so sorry for his best friend's life now.

Cyra owes her a lot, it turns out like this is the girl's life now.

Surely Cyra is very difficult to adjust the life of the husband who is all mediocre, while his life used to be a treasure although it can not be denied if Cyra lacks affection.

"Zi, promise me! Promise will not tell anyone this. Especially Mona, especially Andin. I really can't fight it anymore with my condition right now," pinta Cyra took off Zizi's embrace.

The fingers of Zizi.

"You want to promise me, don't you, Zi?!" please Cyra.

"Yes, Ra! I promise! Thank you for being honest with me."

They embrace each other again, unaware of the presence of someone who is also crying in silence outside Cyra's room.