2 Flower Stalks
Kriss

It's been 2 weeks since the phone Hanafi gave him. Insha has mastered various features in it.

Insha also has its own social media accounts.

He collected the numbers of friends in his childhood, friends in the boarding school as well as brothers from his father and mother.

It was Salma who helped him in getting those numbers.

It is not difficult to collect it, since everyone knows about her status as the mistress of Wijaya group many want to be friends with her.

Some are indeed friends because of their sincerity and not a few are only friends when they know their new status.

Rumors about Insha have been perpetrated by the owner of the Wijaya group as if being trending in the chat room group of PKK mothers of his village at that time.Many of them do not believe in the rumors, as if, how a village girl with a low educational background can get a leader of a wijaya group company that is even famous throughout the country for its success.

But all that seemed to be answered already a few days ago Insha and Hanafi visited his house in the village using a luxury sports car, also the house occupied by his father is now much different from what he used to be with various improvements here and now the house looks classy among other villagers' houses.

Mothers who have a hobby of gossiping and sneering at the life of Insha and her family are now acting drastically changed. They often visit Father and Salma just to talk and post their activities on social media.

Show off their closeness to the family of the owner of the Wijaya group.

Not a few mothers who come to bring a variety of snacks just to ask their sons to be included in the ranks of employees in the company Wijaya group.

Even now when you know Insha has social media, many of them are just adamant about asking for news and other unguided talks.

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This morning for the first time Insha boarded a plane with her husband. It was also the first time in his life that he traveled far from his hometown.

Insha still looks tense, she clasped Hanafi's hand tightly during the plane's takeoff a few minutes ago.

Looking blankly ahead he did not dare to look at the window of the plane because he was afraid of heights.

"Insha.see how beautiful the city looks from above.."

gently patted Insha's hand pointing outside the window.

"Hehe yes mas.."

the answer was flat without seeing what Hanafi was pointing at.

"Insha.see first.I used to be afraid of heights but after seeing the view of the city from up here.I was amazed and slalu enjoyed it.Fear it also slowly disappeared.."

now touch Insha's chin and pull her to see her face.

"Do you want to try it.."

sahut again.

"Emmm I'm afraid of mas.."

"You're safe here.you won't fall just by looking at it.."

"But I.."

"I beg you for a moment, after that you can sit on your bench again.."

Insha seemed to think and a moment later nodded at Hanafi indicating he agreed. Hanafi immediately shifted his seat which was next to the window, he gave room for Insha to sit beside him.

With slightly trembling hands he ventured to look out the window of the plane.

There was a large urban scene down there that he could see with a single glance.

White clouds that appear neatly lined up in the vast expanse of blue sky.

Not feeling now his lips twitched a smile, Hanafi who realized it also smiled beside him.

"You like it, right.."

gasp for a moment hypnotized by the stunning natural scenery and first seen.

"You will get used to it for a long time.."

"Where else are we going after this mas.."

"I'm not sure, but I will often take you away on this plane.."

This is a private aircraft owned by Hanafi with VVIP design in it. There is a room with a super large bed, bathroom, lounge to watch movies as well as many more luxury home facilities in it.

From a distance, 2 beautiful flight attendants approached them. Unlike flight attendants, they usually wear short clothes and show their body shape. But the two stewardesses were wearing covered clothes complete with her veil. That's all because of the Hanafi rules that he just made, previously the flight attendants who served on this private plane dressed as in general other flight attendants.

The flight attendant brought a trolley with a lot of luxury food in it not to forget also the warm milk slalu served in the menu.

They placed the food on a large table in front of Hanafi and Insha. Make it easy to eat, nod slowly and then pass.

Insha immediately sipped a glass of milk, then continued to eat voraciously. Hanafi was also the same as he ate voraciously in his interlude by feeding Insha food in his plate. Also drink in the same glass even though there are 2 servings of the same food there.

Both of them were hungry because they had not had time to eat breakfast at the main house. They left early in the morning after finishing their prayers.

Finished with the meal, and the table was cleaned, changed with a laptop on it, Hanafi opened several work folders that must be completed today. While Insha is now busy looking around in the plane window, sometimes he is found also staring at Hanafi who is busy with his laptop.

Insha caught a shadow of a person in the chair in front of her who was quite far away from her.

there was someone there.I guess only me and mas han were in this room.It turns out there is still someone else apparently..

Unable to cover his curiosity he asked Hanafi.

"Mas han's..."

"Hmmm.."

he replied with Deheman but still smiled even towards his laptop.

"Who's there.."

Hanafi saw what Insha showed, and answered lightly.

"Oh.that's kriss.."

"Kriss.who is he in han.."

looking at Hanafi curious, for almost 1 month married he had never heard the name Kriss even called.

Without saying much Hanafi called out to him.

"Kriss.come home.."

"Your young master.."

sayup-sayup replied firmly.

who is he. Their voices sound very similar..Insha

"Include yourself to miss.."

"My name is Kriss young lady.it's a pleasure to meet you.."

stand firm and nod deeply at Insha.

"He's Kriss Insha.he's the one who helped me with my work.."

stroking the head of Insha gently.

Insha was still silent, fixated on the one standing beside Hanafi.

how could their voices be very similar at all.also his posture.tingginya.way way..all look like the same one person.but his face why he wears a mask...I wonder if she also has the same face as mas han.oh no if they are twin brothers huh...

Seriate....