The End of the Wing Miss
The Crossroads of Dilemma

"You sure they're still there? Haven't left?"

"Related, Mrs Sri. I am sure very! They're still in the apartment, that's."

"How long have they been there?"

"So they got here at 10:10 a.m., Mommy. Now it's 02:15 p.m., which means it's been about four hours, Puan".

"Was it four hours? And there hasn't been any movement from them?"

"Rubber, Mrs Sri".

"Okay, you keep an eye on the two of them, especially Young Master Kei. Report every new thing. But remember, don't make them suspicious, let alone know where you are!"

"Ready, Mrs Sri."

"Who are you talking to, Tifah?"

"Eh, Mommy? Not anyone, Mama. Friend je. You been here a long time?"

"No. Haven't. Mak was looking for you earlier. Not seen, either. Lemane?"

"Not de mane-mane, my mother. Here you are, too". Sri Latifah's mother let out a long sigh, occasionally seeing Cartier's output on her wrist.

"Eape again? Kei and Naya still work, right? Gafsa ... Gafsa ... How many times have you said that?"

"Mr ...? Tifah is afraid ... Kei's doing things Kat Nay ... You know what, like Kei's mane, that?"

"What kind of shit, huh? Tifah, that Naya is not a small slave anymore. He can take care of himself. And another one, they are married couples, so it's halal to visit the two anywhere ..."

"But Mak ..."

"That is it ... I'm gonna see Hamidah get caught." Nek Sya passed away leaving Puan Sri Latifah.

...***...

Apartment Kei

Naya blinked her eyes several times, trying to reclaim her life.

This where? Naya widened her eyes. His eyes were trying to recognize the atmosphere around him. His eyes met with a picture in front of him.

Bang Kei's? Naya tried to squirm her body, when she felt something heavy hit her. His eyes bought in shock when he saw big hands and feet coiling around his waist and legs.

Naya tries to escape from the embrace, which she believes is Kei.

But instead of escaping, Kei's embrace even strengthened in his body.

Hmc ...He must have woken up, huh. Mode is!!

Naya rolled her eyeballs, lazy.

"Wrong, ih. Lepasins ... Nay knows, you're awake! Don't mode, deh!" Naya snorted in annoyance.

Kei who had indeed woken up from earlier, even long before Naya woke up, smiled at Naya's nagging.

"What the hell, you ... Waking up to bed immediately nagging. When you wake up it should read do'a first, not nagging ..." Said Kei while squeezing Naya's nose.

"Hey ... Nudu! I read do'a, yeah. No need to hear Bang Kei. Enough to know Me and my God." Naya was getting upset.

"Hey, why do you see each brother angry constantly? His dapet period is always when he meets Brother?"

"What wallet?" Naya who still did not understand the direction of Kei's conversation frowned.

Kei did not answer. Only his eyes spoke with a seductive look.

Naya threw away her face by pursing her lips.

Kei shook his head still with a smile. He could not bear to not tease Naya. His hands extended back to touch the adorable girl in front of him.

This time Naya's tiny lips were her target. Kei gently touched the pink lips that always looked soaked with his fingertips.

Naya was shocked. His body stiffened again as Kei's index tip perched on his lips. Reflexes he pushed Kei's body.

"Cash ... Apaan, the hell ... " Naya delicates her eyes while inching away.

"Why again?" Kei also moved to follow Naya.

"Iisshu... Ah, stop!" Naya screamed in annoyance.

"Neither come near that cake! Sultry!"

"Aha .. ha .. ha ... What's so hot??? But I guess ... You have to be touched often. Let's not kakuan, that's ..." Kei was still with his smile that looked extremely annoying in Naya's eyes.

Naya was upset to hear Kei's words. His eyes are blustery, lazy. She got up from the bed while tidying up her tangled headscarf from falling asleep earlier.

"Nay mo go home now, if Bang Kei can't deliver, Nay can take a taxi. My mom and Grandma are worried. Nay also forgets to bring a charger. Nay's cell phone's been dead since the mosque".

"Yes, Brother also mo this home. But take a shower first, yuk ... He said it was a bit too bad, right?"

A shower?? Naya turned her eyes back. Kei who realized that, shook his head.

"Bg ... You know, most of the bad suspects are the same Brother Emangnya if bathing why? Want together? Hayukk ..." Kei returned with a teasing action. He lowered his black eyebrows.

Naya is silent not responding to Kei. He just stood up and touched his feet. He had to go to the bathroom for ablution. Dzuhur prayer time is almost over. Continuing the conversation with Kei will only make him even more upset.

Kei who saw that only smiled as he grabbed his handle which was located on the small table on the side of the bed. Then I heard her talk with someone.

Kei had just ended his call when Naya's approaching steps were heard.

Without the sound of a man who always looks cool while out there, walking towards a large closet in the corner of the room. He is seen taking something and giving it to Naya.

Naya observes the object Kei has just handed over.

"Don't worry. It's still new, it's never been made" he said as he passed to the bathroom.

Naya opened the object which turned out to be a mukena. Naya brought the mukena closer to her nose. Mhm ... Fragrant, like out of laundry. He said he's never been made? If from the laundry, it means 'it's been made, dirty, and then washed. Basic not ngeles! Her thought.

But unabated, Naya still wears the mukena. After finishing the prayer, Naya came out of the room. It was almost three o'clock, he started to feel hungry. Naya moves towards the pantry, hoping to meet something she can cook.

When he found nothing, Naya finally returned to the room and found Kei who was praying.

Naya approached the balcony, standing there looking at the scene in front of her. The beach is still quiet because the weather is still a little hot. Only a few people were seen walking along the white sandy beach.

Naya lifted her eyes. Seen blue sea meets sunlight that presents a sparkling glow like a jewel. Beautiful, but a little blinding to the eyes.

"Mhc ... Maybe if a little afternoon must be more beautiful, nih ... Taking off the sun towards its contest, with a blushing orange sky". Naya nodded with a smile that adorned her rosy face, blushing white.

Naya still enjoys the beauty of Saujana Beach in front of her, as she feels a pair of sturdy arms wrapped around her waist and glued gently to her lamented belly. Kei!

"Beautiful, right? But not more than your beauty". Kei smiled to himself with a change of heart.

I don't know, he was always like a teenager who just knew love, when he was in front of a Kanaya Khairunnisa.

A girl who was not even eighteen years old when she married.

A girl whom Kei married to avenge her heartache on Tan Sri Abdul Hamid and Puan Sri Latifah!

A girl, their childhood friend who is the fiancee of Ken Husain, Kei's own sister. Though when marrying Naya, Kei already has Nadia, his woman who has been with him through his dark times.

Kei remembered how difficult it was to convince Nadia when she decided to fulfill Nek Sya's request as well as Ken's last request, in the last seconds of her life.

Kei assures Nadia that there is no love between Kei and Naya. This is just a game for a Kei Hasan to get little attention from his parents.

Several years passed, yet Kei started to hesitate now!

"Aaug!" Kei shrieked in shock as Naya's little pinch nested on her arm that was being coiled around the girl's waist.

But instead of letting go, Kei even more tightened his embrace.

"Please ... Brother wants to be like this, just for a minute ... Don't get angry" Kei said in an almost inaudible voice.

Then Kei rested his head on Naya's shoulder while closing his eyes. Enjoying the sweet sensation in the corner of his heart.

Naya who heard Kei's low sentence fell silent without saying. He believes Kei's quarrel with Mama and her Papa last night must have disturbed his physical and psychic.

Yes Rabb... Please tunjuki servant ... What should I do? Survive or let go, both will hurt.

...***...

To be continued

Ouch, Nay ... How do you eat simalakama fruit, anyway ...?

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