
In the afternoon, Aisyah came to Keysya's house. As usual, he did not need to ask permission first to enter his friend's room.
Never imagined, Aisyah was treated to an incredible sight. In the open room, Ilham and Keysya were making out.
“Tega once you do this to me,” said Aisyah in a raucous voice. As much as possible he held back his tears from spilling.
Ilham and Keysya gasped in shock at Aisyah's voice. They turned around to make sure.
“This is not what you think Ai is. I can explain this to you,” said Keysya. He hastened to release his embrace from Inspiration.
“Many reasons, if you like the same Ilham just say. No need to wear stabbing event from behind gini.” Tears kept falling from Ayesha's eyes.
“Don't hide anymore baby, we've also been caught.”
“What do you mean talk like that?” ask Aisha to Ilham.
“We have both been dating,” he replied without caring about Aisyah's feelings.
The pain did not bleed when he heard it, shattered was Aisyah's hope. Inspiration who used to pursue him since setting foot on the university bench, it turns out that all this time dating his own friend.
“Why are you dating her Ham? Though we have a commitment to get married after graduation later.” The tightness began to fill Aisyah's chest.
“You should be self-conscious Aisyah, a man as handsome as me who wants to marry a geeky woman like you. All this time we were both good to you, just so you want to do our job continues.”
“You should not, do you deserve Inspiration? Your gays are geeky, yes it is natural that Ilham prefers me.”
Bak was struck by lightning, too sick to slur Ilham and Keysya on him. The shadow of the past with Inspiration is increasing the pain in his heart.
Aisyah stepped back, no longer daring to get close to the two lovebirds who were in front of her. Without saying anything else, he left the two damned humans behind.
Upon arrival at home, Aisyah locked herself in the room. Right now he just wants to spill all his pain. In an instant, the simple room was filled with tear-jerkerage tissue.
On the other hand, in the house of Mr. Dhiaz. “Your future wife why not come here? You already have a lover, but the first piece of cake is still your grandmother who can.”
“Hijabers like my future wife does not celebrate birthday cake.”
“If you manage to marry your future wife, it means there will be no more birthday celebrations like this. But it's okay, you're all grown up now. The most important thing now is that you have a partner. Hurry up and banish him yes, your grandmother already wants to have a grandchild.”
“Then, how about we go to his house? Bring her a cake, all your friends with her family.” The hue of happiness was clearly visible on Grandma's face when she expressed her proposal.
“Do not nek!” prevent mr. Dhiaz.
“Why do you forbid grandma from meeting your future wife?”
“Not forbid grandma, but she's sick again.”
“What pain?”
“Sick head nek,” replied pak Dhiaz origin.
“Duhhh, how is this? There's no way I'd tell grandma I was lying. Mampus lah, I do not have a future wife.” Mr. Dhiaz is monologuing in his heart.
“Our antar to your future wife's house now. We want to see him.”
“Let me be the one who looks up. Grandma same grandpa here only.”
“Can't, we also want to look at him.”
Hurry, Mr. Dhiaz opened the contact on his device, then called Aisyah.
“Send your home address now! There's something I want to talk to you about directly,” he said and ended his call.
With a heavy heart, Aisyah sent her home address. How not heavy, Mr. Dhiaz wants to visit at the wrong time.
Before long, the three of them had already arrived at Aisyah's house. In the spirit of four-five, grandma knocked on the door while saying her regards.
Aisyah's sister returned the greetings from her guest. He rushed to open the door. “Please enter ,” he said after opening the door of the house.
Wahdah asked them to sit down. After that, he rushed to the kitchen. “Which comes a boy, he comes with his grandparents.”
Ms. Arni became a little worried about hearing information from Wahdah. “Why is there a man who came with his grandparents? No one wants to propose to Aisyah. Well, Aisyah is his love to Ilham.”
With a feeling of fear, Miss Arni brought the perfumed drink to the living room. “Bu teacher,” says bu Arni amazement.
“Yeah, it turns out you are Arni the mother of his future wife my grandson.”
Miss Arni flinched in shock. “Calon wife?” thought confusion.
Miss Arni glanced at the young man who had come with her teacher. So embarrassed for confessing, Mr. Dhiaz did not dare to look at Ms. Arni back.
“Wahdah, call your brother son! Say someone is looking.”
Wahdah immediately carried out his mother's orders, he walked into his brother's room. “Kak Aisyah has guests, she said she wants to see brother.”
“That must be Mr. Dhiaz,” Inner Aisyah. He washes his face quickly. With his eyes, he exited the room.
“Uhhh pity, his eyes so swollen like this. Here, here baby, let grandma massage your head.”
Aisha was confused, but according to her. Mr. Dhiaz's grandmother began massaging his head which did not hurt at all. “Not a granny massage?”
“Iyanek.” A confused smile was on his lips.
“Later if you are married, you must pay attention to your wife. If your head hurts, you massage like grandma.” Grandpa advised mr. Dhiaz.
“This is a crazy lecturer time huh? As if he admitted to his grandmother that I am his future wife,” Inner Aisyah.
His eyes stared at the Dhiaz sir who was sitting right in front of him. Mr. Dhiaz could only smile wryly, because it was all his fault.