The End of the Wing Miss
Love Always Finds Its Way (Part 1)

Villa Pusako, Batu Putih Hill at 09.45 am.

Naya still sows frangipani and ylangis in the slightly sandy red soil. Occasionally still heard his sobs that act each other with the roar of the waves of the Malacca strait.

Kei's extended family from Tan Sri Abdul Hamid and Puan Sri Latifah have started to leave the center.

But Kei, the man still faithfully stood behind the wife. Sometimes he bent over with a hand that gently rubbed the top of Naya's head.

The man with the stern-faced stern jaw, seemed to occasionally let out a long sigh. It turns out to be able to reduce jealousy is really not an easy matter for a Kei Hasan. A real hard one!

These few hours he tried hard to keep his logic in harmony with reason. Trying to make his jealousy does not turn off reason, which will make the woman who owns his heart again hurt.

How not to be jealous? The eyes of the beautiful girl who was still sitting on the edge of the navel of her cousin were so clear to tell a story. There was a blushing wound even though Naya tried to brush it off.

Repeatedly the girl apologized to Kei when the clear circle did not stop shedding from the clear lake that was currently covered in cloud fog.

The girl apologized for the grief-stricken moans for a brotherly friend, who Kei might not have liked.

Kei smiled wryly! He felt smaller in front of his wife. So thick were the scribbles of wounds he wrote on sheet by sheet Naya's story. Kei who often scratches the grief on a piece of heart that is as clear as glass.

Kei let out a long sigh again, trying to unravel the tightness that was still squeezing. The man tried to put on a thin smile.

Brother will make up for the missed five years, Nay. Promise brother!

Kei's hand gently rubbed the top of his wife's head again, but this time by squatting next to the tiny body.

"Darling, have you? Now we go back to the villa. Brother is afraid of Nay's overachievement. Last night, Mama said, you're sleep deprived too, right?" Kei said as he led his wife to stand up.

"He was calm in nature there, gathered with Father, Mother and Ken. We'll always pray for them, baby."

Naya remained silent, only her hand grip strengthened on Kei's fingers. His feet stepped in unison following Kei's long steps, stepping behind the funeral area of the descendants of the great family of Puan Sri Latifah.

The pair of human children continued to walk with fingers still linked to each other. Occasionally Kei can be seen lifting and then gently tucking his wife's fingers.

The two continued to step until they arrived in front of a large three-story building. Next to it stands a two-story building that is smaller but looks very exotic. Like a favillion, because it is separate from the main villa.

"We'll just rest here, okay?" Kei led Naya towards the smaller building, opened the door and gently sighed the wife's hand.

"There's something you want to show Nay. Later after the break, we just went to the main villa, huh?" Kei still continued to make a sound even without any response from Naya.

The girl simply complied without a word. His lips still felt faint to speak, with a body that was also wracked with fatigue.

The whole series of events of these few days is so tired physically and psychically. Everything happens alternately in just a matter of days, hours and even seconds.

Turns out time is not driven. A few months ago he decided to return home from overseas. The meeting of Kei, Nadia and Naya happened by accident.

Trying to avoid meeting the man again until he was absolutely sure of the step he would take, it turns out Seremban, their birthplace even brought the two together in many settings.

Naya is no longer able to avoid time, because staying away from Kei was not a fateful choice written for her.

I don't know... It turned out that a not so long time had led him on the same path as the one Kei was on.

Naya still could not believe that the man she was by her side now was the same man, who had scratched the wound into her heart.

Times change, seasons change. Naya tried hard to embroider the mind that had been promised to Father and Mother, while praying that time could remove the wound.

And today and beyond, will his prayers be perfectly revealed? Reward with devotion to the man who has taken him captive in his holy mitsaqon ghalizha, the great bond, the strong bond, the name of marriage? Ah, hopefully!

Naya continued to step in the lead of the man next to her. Climbing up the stairs after the stairs, the two arrived at a room that looked like a bedroom. There was no other room after that.

Kei reached out his hand pushing the door knob. There was a large bed in the middle of the room.

After sitting Naya on the edge of the bed, Kei walked towards the small window that was still closed.

A gust of sea wind immediately hit as Kei opened the window. Kei enjoyed the cold for a moment. Only a moment, because after that the crown prince of the business empire Tan Sri Abdul Hamid again stepped towards the queen of hearts.

Slowly Kei led Naya back to her feet, next guiding the girl to the edge of the window.

"Call that point?" Kei led Naya's index finger to point at a distant point in the middle of the Malacca Strait.

Naya narrowed her eyes. The net took turns staring at the point that Kei had pointed out earlier, with Kei's black and sharp bead that now again looked warmer.

"That's the same point as the old one?" Naya tried to convince herself while asking Kei.

Kei smiled slightly. His eyes stared gently at the brownish bead in front of him. Clear and clear which always makes Kei drift in waves of taste. Long time ago!

The two petals blinked beautifully when Kei did not even switch eyes. A pair of Kei's eagle-like sharp netra still faithfully stared at Naya in silence with a small framed smile.

"Issha... What the hell, keep smiling. His people too. Why not answer?!" His pretext was to get rid of the embarrassment that was beginning to sweep.

Kei is still smiling. This time a little wider.

"Yes. The same point we always see together. Nay, Brother and Ken."

"Masa, anyway? How can you stay there?" Naya shows her disbelief with Kei's answer.

"Why not? That point remains faithful there, waiting for us to look back at it every morning and dusk. Be loyal! Like a faithful brother waiting for Nay to open the door of Nay's heart to Brother, "tease Kei with eyes that begin to squint mischievously.

"Dishishhh... Tombal..." Naya immediately cut off the sight of the man with the title of husband in front of her.

Trying to get out of Kei's confinement that had been locked up since when, Naya pushed firmly against Kei's field chest.

But no matter how hard the girl tried, she still could not escape from Kei's strong confinement.

"Udah, ah. Nay tired, mo sleeping." Naya accidentally thrust her face into the chest of the field as her last attempt to break free from Kei.

"Sleep?! Let's go!!" Kei instantly lifted the tiny body in his carry.

Naya gasps! His body instantly brushed in Kei sling, a la bridal style. Ouchyhh... It seems like a wrong strategy...

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