AMONG THE 3A
CHAPTER 242. THE EXTRA PART 2
Soettaa.
Handsome young man, wearing a black glove and a creamy long-sleeved cocoa shirt. Attracting her travel bag to the international arrival lounge.
Sunglasses that perched on his face, he loose when ordering a cup of espresso coffee as well as slice cheesecake. Favourites of his father and mother.
"Syukron," the masculine voice that made the women there melt instantly especially the calm and earthy face that commented a thin smile.
He put the tray containing his food on the corner table of the cafe.
"Sister," exclaimed the voice of a girl, wearing a teracota robe as well as a pasmina, complete with a mask.
"Maira, baby. Here," she said when she saw her beautiful cousin coming.
"Baby baby, I'm two years older than you, Fayyadh," Maira said as she pulled her suitcase over to her cousin's desk.
"But still, you should call me brother. Delay huh? dad said, you're not back today" he said, offering cakes and coffee that he hadn't touched.
"This is my brother's favorite, I order it myself" he said, not answering Fayyadh's question.
"Begging the cold, Mahya, let us share," she told her cousin's sister.
"Ish, your boyfriend will be angry .. Dad said, brother came back today so I'll all come back, tuker ticket so I can take it home to Tazkiya first." Mahya Humaira, ignoring the sweet smile from the owner of the handsome face.
"Unfortunately you are my cousin, a close cousin anyway .. It is very beautiful Maira, let alone her eyes, exactly Mother. Ah, miss Mother Naya, even though it's bad but slang," muttered Fayyadh shaking his head.
The two long joked there until the reprimand of the uwa stopped their excitement.
"You guys, uwa look not yangya ngetem here," complained Ahmad when he picked up a niece and a beautiful girl who he considered his biological nephew as well.
"Fayyadh waiting for Maira, 'amm. All the way later in the afternoon nganterin he returned so that he could stay in Orchid," said Fayyadh, greeting Ahmad.
"It's okay, it's done?" ask her again.
Maira just cupped her hands in front of the chest on the uwa lift.
"Sorry," the two answered with laughter.
"Hmmmm, the habit of clop to the heart yes," said the uwa while pulling the suitcase Maira out of the cafe.
"Uwa, let me. No, later found out that the father's men can run out in Mother's omelin," Maira worried about troublesome parents' brothers.
Although she has been crowned as one of the princess Kusuma, she was never given any privileges other than a shadow bodyguard, even at the request of the Buyut Danarhadi.
"My great-grandson, Mahya Humaira, is like a collection of antique urns.." said Danarhadi as he insisted with Mahen not to spoil his daughter.
If Aiswa and Naya are protected in such a way, let alone their daughters and sons.
"Yes, this." Ahmad returned Maira's travel bag.
Not even the girl's hand touched the favorite. Fayyadh has pulled him.
"Sister," great-grandson Maira.
'Let me tell Mommy, if I want to, instead you tell me to even ask, Ok?" smile expands.
"Hmm, mode, I can. Exactly his father, the business of seducing tuh fine ... Fayyadh, do you have a candidate?" ahmad asked as he continued his steps.
"Duh melted," Maira muttered still stunned as the two men waltzed away.
"No, wait for Maira to get married first," she always commented with a smile.
A beautiful cousin of many, his sister Kaffa, his sister Fatima, was also his uwa daughter. But somehow, with Maira he was very dear. Perhaps this trait declined from the Abi who was so close and loved Naya, the beloved Mother of Fayyadh.
If with Aiswa he will ask to be accompanied when going to sleep, as well as Naya. Fayyadh often asked the beautiful woman to read something to him as well as complete with his opinion.
When Amir often advises with gentleness, then Mahendra often equips him with many romantic things and gentle ways in pampering women.
Two perfect images of domestic life that Fayyadh has. Be a provision for him when building a relationship later.
Tazkiyas.
"Sir Maira, I miss, USA is so good that you rarely go home?" the little girl protested, hugging him.
"This is the first year of college you can't go home often said Dad," he said when replying to Hana's embrace.
"Maira, gorgeous. Jidah has not seen Maira for a long time, maa shayah Allah more than this Mother Naya anyway. Mama is tall too," said Umma stroked the face of ayu Mahendra's daughter.
Maryam pulled Maira to sit in the living room.
"Also good at wushu, archery, shooting, strategy, hackers, except cooking, can not," continued Fayyadh, sitting at the end of the chair.
"Oh, yes yes, memorized," said Umma when Fayyadh did not accept if he only praised Maira as necessary.
"Ka Fayyadh is excessive" said Maira.
"You want to be Intel, brother?" ask Hana.
"Not, but broadcast, like Mother. I like coding like Dad but my passion is there, so to the USA is not England, let alone Arab, like brother Fayyadh," said Maira.
"Fayyadh, sana dih, huddle with girls," Farhana kicked out.
"Fayyadh Fayyad! Brother, even though you are my cousin's brother, but your age is below mine. Maira just call me brother, no manners basic Hama," Fayyadh murmured.
"Yeee, Pest pests, Far-ha-na ... Jiddaaah," Farhana wrote to Maryam.
"Yes there, to Umma's room you take a break," Umma was no less fussy to see Fayyadh just sitting quietly watching the girls.
"Sight, guarded view. Surprised, not like her Abinya who carefully makai eyes," Maryam nagged the attitude of Fayyadh who often stole a look at Maira.
"Bawelnya my jiddah. Indeed, the best is only Umma and Mommy," he complained to pull the suitcase into the.
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Cirebons.
Aiswa gets a video call when the eldest son has arrived in Tazkiya.
"Dear, there first. Abi pick you up to Mahen's father the day after tomorrow. Maybe if Fayyadh wants to go to Orchid," said Aiswa softly when responding to his son's complaint.
"Yes, talk to Abi that Fayyadh wants to see the Arza School. It's yours Nak... develop again tahfidz program that Abi has designed there, Fayyadh able to. Abi said, the range of Fayyadh memorization exceeds Abi at his age .. barokallah son of Umma," added the Mother.
"Later delivered to Aathira and Hanan. They still memorize with Abi. Already yes dear, Umma want to continue the design work first, awaited by Mother Naya because she wants to go to print .. be careful Fayyadh, miss you Darling." Aiswa ended the conversation with her eldest son.
"Gift for us, the descendants who shalihah shalihah .. thanks to the prayers of Abi, Buya, Umma also Abah .. yes Robb, so perfect my life since being with him, don't you put on a test of hardship for us for what we're doing, amiin."
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