That Barbarian girl is my wife
Almost Anyways

"I swear, you're going too far, Ra!" zizi said when both of them got in the car.

"What's the hell?!"

Cyra who was tidying her hair with her finger turned towards Zizi.

"Yes, it's too much about your words. You know, no, Brother Ditya, it was immediately sad to hear your sentence, you know!"

Zizi drove the car a little fast because the time had shown at seventeen minutes. That means, the lesson hours start in fifteen minutes.

"Which sentence?"

Cyra completely forgot what she said. The focus right now is to get to school on time.

Because he woke up late, plus Zizi asked for breakfast at his house, time to school became increasingly narrow.

"That's, the sentence that says you'll do alms if it's not twisted until the road just slipped because it's so rich."

Zizi quotes Cyra, but is not perfect.

"Oh, that one! Haha ...! oYes, ellaaah, Zi. That was it, I was just kidding, kalii," Cyra laughed.

"Yes, you're just kidding. But, Ditya is serious. It looks so sad that his face was immediately," said Zizi a little pity.

"Yes, it's wrong of him to wear all baper."

Cyra is not to blame.

"Eat it next time if you want to joke it look around sikon. You know, right, Brother Ditya is in a position that is not possible at this time. That is, he is still not comparable to you who are the son of rich people. Naturally, I think he was offended. You just said that you would be alms if you already have a husband who is not twisted. Well, he, is your husband's status, even though he's not a thin person twisting like you said earlier. In fact, the condition is far from your version of the word rich."

Cyra was silent to the words of her best friend. She just realized, if it turns out that her joke had offended her husband.

"Sorry!" cyra Lirih.

"I'm sorry not to be with me, but with your husband."

"Huhhh!"

Cyra breathed deeply.

"Eh, Ra! I'd like to ask, here. Where did you go yesterday?"

Zizi pretended to ask. He wants to know what Cyra's answer is. Honestly him?!

"Eee, that's .. yesterday I went to the hospital. You know, right, I'm friends with street kids too?! Well, one of them got into the hospital, which is why I'm looking for."

"But, why did Ditya threaten you not to go to karaoke again?!"

Actually Zizi was a little disappointed because Cyra's answer slightly covered up the truth.

"Actually, I've been working there for a week. But, it's only been discovered a week with Ditya. I wonder who he knows from?!"

His direction of vision looked at Zizi.

Zizi who felt stared at became a little clumsy. She secretly worries that Cyra knows she's the one who told Ditya.

"Yes, once there was a friend of Kak Ditya who saw you, continued reporting to him," replied Zizi was-was.

"Know, ah! Dizziness!! There is a lot of spending now, again. Not even my debt is Bang Seno. If Ditya refuses to let me work there again, how am I supposed to do?!"

"A lot of spending on what?! Isn't it during your marriage with your husband, he who handles all your needs??!"

"Eh, that's, actually ...,"

Ciiitt!!

Suddenly Zizi braked suddenly his car because he saw the school gate began to be closed by Mr. Satpam.

"Wait, Sir!" zizi yelled his head out of the car.

"Let us enter first, please ...!" wheedled.

"That's why don't be late" advised Mr. Sattam.

However, the half-century man reopened the gate, letting Zizi's car in.

"Thank you very much, sir! Sorry, the car did not ask to be filled first," said Zizi did not lie.

Indeed, this morning before picking up Cyra, her car broke down to run out of gas. Fortunately, there is a Mini Pom so Zizi can immediately fill the gasoline there.

"Yes! Next time don't be late!"

Pak Satpam warned Zizi while slowly tapping the Bamper of Zizi's car using his flagship club.

"Hehe ...! Ready, Sir! If not forget! Haha ...!"

Zizi quickly drove his car towards the parking lot.

Zizi and Cyra rushed to the class running, afraid that the teacher would enter the class before them, because, now it had started the lesson.

"Huh, almost there!!" cyra was relieved.

"Yes! Just one more minute late we can not enter" said Zizi ngos-ngosan.

He dropped his body on the bench next to Cyra. Coinciding with that, a teacher walked into their classroom.