King Haider
Wifelike

"Gapain you're home!" sarkas Jelita when he saw Cilya was at home. The girl had just come home and was shocked to see the presence of her half-sister whom she hated so much.

"Father is sick, I want to take care of her" replied Cilya.

Jelita grunted in annoyance. "Don't be long, if papa comes home, you have to get out of here." as if forgetting who is entitled to this house. Jelita reluctantly drove Cilya from her own home.

"I deserve to stay here longer. Dad needs rest and I'll take care of him." said Cilya. He will leave if his father's condition has really improved.

Jelita glares. "Lu dare to fight me? you want me to tell mama to leave papa?" threaten Jelita's. Cilya sighed, he could not bear to see his father hurt if his wife left. Cilya wants to see her father happy, despite having to sacrifice her feelings. His heart is still strong to bear everything, it's okay to stay away as long as his father is happy with his new family.

"Alright.." finally Cilya relented and willing to obey the will of Jelita who wanted her to quickly leave this house. "Sister." call Cilya when Jelita wants to go to the room.

"What!" ketus answer.

"The red box in my closet, did you see it?" ask Cilya. The box containing her mother's jewelry is no longer in place. The closet is locked. But by the time Cilya opened her closet, some valuables had already disappeared.

"Lu accuse me?" jelita did not accept.

Cilya. "Sister, just ask."

"Where do I know! besides I have no interest in ancient jewelry." he replied as he passed leaving Cilya.

Cilya frowned, how did Jelita know if the box she asked contained jewelry. "Surely he took it."

"Return the necklace with a heart. That's my mother's precious relic." said Cilya ventured.

Jelita who had reached the door of her room stopped her steps. "Lu accuse me?" did not want to confess, even though he had plundered the contents of the room Cilya.

"I just want the locket." said Cilya, not to bother Jelita who did not want to confess. He just wants the locket.

"I told you, I didn't take it!" jelita.

"Please sis.." It's okay if the other jewelry is missing, but her mother's pendant should be in her hands.

"Gue sell everything!" jelita finally confessed.

"All?"

"Yes!"

"What shop?" ask Cilya. Wish I could have that locket back.

The door buzz sounded as Jelita called out the name of the shop, where she sold all of Cilya's jewelry.

"Hopefully still in the shop." muttered Cilya expectantly.

Cilya returned to her room. Open the closet to find some clothes that he will bring to the hospital. He saw clothes that were mostly over-sized.

In the past, the closet was filled with beautiful dress dresses. Even though she is a home girl who wears thick glasses, it does not make her blind with fashion that is trendy. But since Jelita's presence in the house, made her ignore the appearance.

His father always proudly showed off his beautiful daughter to business associates, always taking Cilya to important corporate events and ignoring Jelita.

Cilya willingly hid her beauty. At first his father was astonished and asked about his change in appearance. With the reason not to want to be the center of attention of many people because they feel uncomfortable and threatened, Cilya assured Radit.

There was no sense of suspicion in his new wife and stepson. Because Sarah and Jelita are good at acting and covering up all their rot.

***

"Are you really going back to Jakarta? so Sultan's son again?" said Ali. King told me everything about the arrival of daddy Arsen who asked him to come home soon.

"Yoi bro!" he said excitedly impatiently waiting for that day.

"How about the cafe? the challenge we're making?" ask Ali.

"Cafe you are handle, of course I will go. And that challenge means failure! I could have paid off if I had gone back home." King confidently said that. Go home, be the son of the Sultan, work in his own company, lots of money, and easily do anything without a hitch. It's so beautiful, Handan King.

Ali sneering. "The end is not your money also to make money."

"Important keel!"

"Eh.. If I handle the cafe, who help me?" said Ali who was still worried about accepting King's offer. Ali thought of his wife's small company, would be overwhelmed if Ali ignored his work.

"Ck! must be independent Li. Don't depend on your wife!" want to say split aja ama bini like mak Lampir! but King wouldn't hurt his friend. Let him know his wife's behavior.

"Curtain! by the way, pinter is great! itself also benefits the Cilya! is it not the name dependency? what is Cilya, take care of your needs yes Cilya, Cafe money Cilya.." and Ali's mouth also informed one by one about making King in Cilya.

"Too much! you're nambahin!" King didn't take it.

Ali shakes. "Nothing I added! all true! ampe nyuci seppak lu aja the Cilya! crazy times you! not bini but like bini! what is Cilya." Ali.

"Eh why are you the nuisance! Cili aja diem, do not protest!"

Ali squinted next to his eyebrows. "You didn't tell Cilya to sleep in the bed, did you?" suspicious, Ali is currently suspicious of King who also uses the body of an innocent girl to vent his desires.

"Nationatt!" King punched Ali in the chest "Crazy the time I used the Chilean! burem face! not my interest." chirped King.

"Yakali, you can't see the sangeenya!"

King glares. "Jirrr I won't be a skee to see the Chilean."

"Don't say that. ntar suddenly there is a fairy witch Cilya so beautiful you will drool!"

"Where is the fairy godmother! ngacos!"

The chat came to a halt when the two of them returned to the discussion, planning to make slight changes to the cafe, to be more flexible in all circles. King also explained to Ali about his cafe management system. All about the cafe, King leave it to Ali.

It should be finished within a week. Because King's going home. Leaving the business that had just been pioneered in order to return to his luxurious life.

Seriate...