Hijrah Love Casanova
Only Sisters.

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...HAPPY READING'S......

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"Sister Fira, does Big Brother want to go home now?" tanya Lisa walked over to Fira and Zayn who were again waiting for their total groceries to be counted.

"Yes, I want to go home now" replied Fira smiling as she stroked Lisa's head. That little girl is so pretty and cute. He was lazy to study because both his parents were busy people.

So the girl lacked attention from her parents. However, since becoming Shafira's tutor. Lisa has been diligent in learning because she is indeed a smart child.

"Zayn, what are you shopping for? Why are you so far out here?" ask the young man who is with Lisa.

"Hanif, I now live in the area here.so this is again shopping," Zayn replied to the young man who was his business partner and also a campus friend while still in college.

"The total is six hundred and nineteen thousand, sir" said the cashier had finished counting all their groceries.

"Oh, yes! A minute!" Zayn who did not have the case money as he said earlier immediately took a black card and was given to the employee.

Then he looked at Fira and said. "Will no one buy any more?"

"Ti-no! That's enough," replied Fira briefly.

"Zayn, who's this girl? Your lover?" hanif asked because he just saw Fira tonight and did not know that Zayn was married.

"He is--"

"I'm a distant brother, sir." interrupted Shafira quickly. The pain when she admits to being someone else than the husband, is much better. Rather than having to hear Zayn himself say if he was just a maid.

Like every woman brought home. Zayn would say that Fira was only a maid and also sometimes said only the wife he did not want.

"Oh, I just found out that Zayn has a beautiful sister like you" Hanif said with a small smile.

"Didn't Brother just say that this Om is Brother's employer? Then is it really Kak Fira's brother or employer?" ask Lisa who made Shafira laugh a little while thinking about another reason again.

"Kan Sis lives in Om's house. So let's just say she's Big Brother's employer." replied Fira who made Hanif come to laugh.

"Ha. haa. There was no word of his master." Hanif laughed. After a moment of silence the young man again said.

"How did you know Lisa? Is ka--"

"Om, this is the beautiful sister Lisa said she wanted to be a aunt. Come quickly Om acquaintance first, this is Kak Fira, Lisa's tutor." between the little girl told Hanif and Fira to get acquainted.

Fortunately, there are no paying visitors at the checkout. If not, you will be angry because you are disturbed.

"Hi.. introduce me Hanif, Om Lisa." said Hanif reached out his hand to invite Fira to meet. However, Fira clenched both her hands in front of her chest.

"I'm Fira, Lisa's tutor." replied the girl who made Hanif smile awkwardly pulling back her outstretched hand.

While Zayn who saw it only smiled thinly at the corner of his upper lip. In his heart he wanted to laugh, because if he himself was free to hold any hand of Fira.

The girl did not refuse and just remained silent. But he thinks it's not because he's great. Except because they are legal to be a husband and wife.

"I-iya," answered Fira almost forgetting her husband.

"Hanif, we go first" said Zayn did not want to linger there again. Seeing Hanif like admiring his wife made the young man annoyed, not out of nowhere.

"Oh, yes! we also want to pay for groceries," Hanif lifted their shopping cart.

Not saying anymore Zayn went out first from the supermarket. Hand carried groceries, including rice that was five kilos.

Upon arrival outside by the young man was put in the middle car. Only then did he open the front door of the steering wheel and sit inside. While waiting for his wife to get into the car.

Shafira said goodbye to Hanif and Lisa. Where could he have just left. Even though Hanif only knew her tonight. But Lisa is his student, so Shafira has to set a good example.

Braaak!

The sound of the car door being closed by Shafira and the girl again put the salt belt on her body.

"Do you know Hanif?" tanya Zayn has run his luxury vehicle leaving the place.

"No! I just met him tonight. What's wrong? Is he a friend, too?" Fira asked back.

"Huem, but not too close. It's just that we used to have one campus and one major as well. Then it's been almost a year lately that our companies have been working with each other." whether we realize it or not. Tonight Zayn spoke to Fira as a human being.

"Oh, it's appropriate that he say hello when he meets." Fira's words are not ignored anymore by Zayn. The young man only watched the streets in his car. Until their car arrived in front of his mansion. The couple was silent and late with their thoughts.

"Down! Why are you even silent," Zayn scolded because after he opened the salt belt on his body. The wife was still silent no longer think what.

"Yes," cried Fira turned briefly towards Zayn. Before her husband spoke again. Shafira quickly got out of the car.

However, he did not go straight into the house, but waited for groceries first.

"Let me bring it, you open the door." Know if the groceries are heavy. So Zayn took all the things alone and told Fira to open the door.

Chequek!

The sound of the door being opened by Fira. The girl stood by the door because she wanted to lock it.

After that, he walked after Zayn who turned out to directly deliver groceries into the kitchen.

"Mas, wait for me to reheat the food. It's all cold." said Fira staring at the cuisine that had been hard-earned he arranged neatly.

"All right! I'll go upstairs first" replied Zayn leaving his wife.

"Mas Zayn tonight why is it so good? Is it so much fun that I said I'd ask to separate after ten more months?"

Shafira muttered at the back of her husband who was progressively walking away from where he was standing.

Didn't want her husband to come sooner, before she finished heating up the food for their dinner. The girl continued her work.

During the two months of marriage, only tonight they talk like a married couple living at home. Usually they are silent to each other.

It wasn't Shafira who started it, but Zayn himself. He is the one who doesn't talk much. One talk only to insult his wife. So Shafira was lazy to interact too much which would make her hurt.

...SERIATE......