Dream Crack
RM105. Fir'aun
However, the arrival of the Princess coincided with the arrival of a woman who gave Givan his first descent. The woman was not bothered by the presence of someone sitting on the porch of the house owned by Givan, he was just busy removing some luggage from the car to the porch of the house Key.
There was his own frustration, if he visited his son. His luggage sometimes bothers him. But if it is not taken. His son must have asked him what souvenirs from Bali were for him.
"Again free day, Brother Fira." Muna's mother politely told.
Hearing the name Fira mentioned, the Princess felt familiar with the name. Sure enough, Fira was the woman he had met at Adinda's house. The chatty woman, who always made Givan's firstborn cry. It's just that, at first the Princess wasn't sure that it was Fira.
Fira's body that looks more professional and formed, a little makes it pangling. When he saw Fira first. It is tall and tends to be fat with fat folds in the abdomen.
Of course, now Fira is looking better. Because of the money he was able to make, he was able to model himself like a son of the sultan. Sports routine that became his routine, making his body like Miss Universe.
"Yes, ma'am. Ask for cold water." Fira wiped her sweat, exhausted from fixing her own luggage.
He wanted to give it to his son only. But, he was sure Givan's other children would glance at him cynically if not given as well. He wanted to give money, but he thought it was too ordinary and Givan was able to give as much money as possible to the children.
As a result, every time he visited it would count the number of children who became Adi's Bird's grandchildren. If he brought clothes, he was like a clothing merchant. If you bring food, it is like a caterer. If carrying knick-knacks, he even remembered the beaded trader who traveled around in tourist attractions. And yet, he brought everything. In fact, he even paid for the baggage of the plane so that his luggage entered all.
The princess was still reluctant to greet the woman who was panting by wiping her sweat. Without hesitation, Fira freed her head from the hijab. Then, lean on the door of Key's tightly closed house. He had a short break, until the group that always made the dizzy head came.
One thing, that makes Fira reluctant to take Key from Givan. That is, because he does not like children. Not to mention, he who always fails to commit makes him want to always better organize his life with success.
Sweep the wind, make the drowsiness come. He was quite tired on his trip earlier, his rest was still not enough.
"This, Brother Fira." Ms. Muna gave me a bottle of cold water and a glass.
"Yes, thanks. What time do they leave, ma'am?" Fira immediately poured water to wet his throat.
"From half past seven, the same family bang Ghifar as well" replied Ms. Muna.
Fira glanced at her watch, time showing at half-nine in the morning. "What time do they usually come home, ma'am?" Fira straightened her gaze back to look at the mothers sitting in front of her.
"Absolute, Brother. You see, in this free day car is not for sports, but for snacks. Sometimes abis from the car free day, yes go to the supermarket. There are also waiting, brother was waiting from seven. They just left for the car free day, the brother came." Muna's mother pointed at the whereabouts of the Princess with her thumb.
Because of the obstruction of his car and the pink car covered with waterproof gloves, Fira's view so unclear to see the person. However, he only realized that there was a red car parked on the right side of the pink car.
He stood up using his knees, in order to be able to see someone sitting saturated on the porch of the house.
The biggest reason the Princess did not greet Fira, because she was not confident in her physical condition which now looks worse than Fira. She was ashamed of it, she was ashamed if Fira recognized her.
"Ohh....." Fira recognizes the face, but she forgets the name. However, he knew that the woman had been Givan's lover.
He chuckles small. "Definitely want to crash because it's already impregnated Givan yes, Mom?" Fira whispers to Muna's mother.
"Not this one who ngaku pregnant anyway, this want to see his son only he said." Ms. Muna said this, because Fira is a relative who can maintain the family's trust. Because he worked for Givan long enough, he became a little know the history of his master's life.
Fira's big eyes were rounded. "There seriously???" whispered Fira later.
Muna nodded. "I'll excuse you, brother? Dry your clothes again." Ms. Muna thinks she's pretty much chatting with Fira.
Fira had no intention of approaching the Princess, as she felt she had no business with the woman. After his fatigue disappeared, he instead operated his cellphone to call the father's number of his son.
Up to three calls, missed by Givan. Fira understood a little, the crowd in the free day car. Now he switched to contacting the mother and the son, he wanted to tell them that he was in their home.
"Eh, Canda!" Fira's chatty tone immediately sounded.
"What?" Canda was busy leading her children to get into the car.
"I'm at your house, come back quickly. Uh, but buy me a darling first. Nitip, if you don't have a dime." Fira chuckles alone.
"Udah buy a lot, then just take it. Here we want to go back, cash until it runs out, ATM machine nyari difficult, minimarket nearby blockaded traders." Canda sat in the front seat next to her husband.
Their children were all in the car, along with their nannies and luggage. Taking Ghifar is an alibi only, so that the nanny and some of their children can go without a shortage of rides.
"OK, okay. Say Key, there's Mamah waiting in front of Key's house." Fira misses her son's sweet smile. He does not like children, but that does not mean he hates his children or people's children. He just didn't like their excitement and their disturbing crying.
"Sister Key, Mom is waiting at home." Canda cried by looking back at Key.
"Let me see, Biyung." Key responded with joy.
"Video call, Fir." Canda has directed the phone screen properly.
"Is there a fire?" Canda looked at his wife.
Canda nodded, with an ongoing video call.
"Oh my goodness, Madam Kafir." Key held both of his cheeks with a surprised look.
Fira rolled her eyes lazily. He released his veil, ending up being called a heathen by his own son.
"You're tired, just cut up your own luggage. Take off the veil for a moment, immediately say infidel." His face immediately pouted.
Because the distance is quite clear, if the Princess does not hide. He quite clearly heard the talk of the mother and child.
The princess immediately refers to her bad behavior that her son does not know. Let alone she not be hooded, she was not dressed ever. Then, what would he be called if his son would year it? Fira is set as an example by him, with his interactions with his biological children. Surely Jasmine's reaction was not much different, when seeing her mother do something that is not good according to her own. Remembering Givan's remarks, about the mindset of the child who sees from someone's cover.
"When were you home, Fir'aun?"
The princess turned her head towards the spot where Fira was, when she heard the voice of the man who was punished nine days ago.
"Dad.... Don't call it Fir'aun dong! Our children call me infidel!"
Canda was accustomed, with the attitude of Fira who sometimes flirt with her husband.
Givan only responded with a casual laugh. The conversation was stopped, as Fira would be preparing to wait for their presence. He knew that the distance of the free day car to Givan's house was not far.
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