King Haider
Lose ground

King smiled broadly as Cilya stepped closer towards him. A charming smile he deliberately showed off to welcome his wife home. Showing that he was very happy and wide open to receive back Cilya.

"Cil.." King's foot had already taken a step forward when Cilya was in front of him. Near once, his heart cheered cheerfully as Cilya still cared about him. Hoping that Cilya would extend a hand, asking for the back of her hand to be kissed with reverence, like a wife who respects her husband. Especially when Cilya returned her smile, so bright. Glad the man's heart.

But alas, all hope King lost, when Cilya walked past him just like that. Not saying hello, not even glancing. Only raspberry fragrance lurks in its sense of smell.

"Dad, how are you?" Cilya prefers to greet her father-in-law. Apparently Arsen was there to approach his wife.

"Home home?" ask Arsen. Cilya nodded. Not to continue the conversation, King interrupted.

"Cil.." called King but Cilya ignored him, as if not listening.

"Dad, mom, tonight can Cilya ask permission to stay at my dad's house?" longing and worried about Radit's father's circumstances makes Cilya want to stay there tonight.

"Kok nginep there anyway, you just came home Cil." protest King did not allow his wife to stay at Radit's father's house. "You've just come home Cil, time is gone again." There's not even a word of my Lu coming out of King's mouth, whether conscious or not the man. His mouth suddenly turned sweet.

"Who's saying goodbye, who doesn't know who!" exclamation Arsen. "Done now!" Arsen sneered at his son. His wife was already beautiful just cared, but yesterday-yesterday King continues to cuss Cilya for not contacting him.

Looks like King forgot his memory, himself who had blocked Cilya's mobile number. Then how could Cilya contact King? it feels lazy to contact King through someone else. Cilya would be embarrassed if King turned out to reject her.

"Can dad, mom?" ask Cilya. Again the woman ignored King.

"May you love." Lisa allowing.

"Send our greetings" said Arsen, who gave Cilya permission.

Afterwards, Arsen and Lisa went back to their room. Give King and Cilya time to talk to each other.

"Cil.." said King to start the conversation.

Cilya looked away, then stepped back to head to the room. Cilya will get ready. This afternoon he will leave, Cilya misses being with her father. Skip dinner together and tell about his plans ahead. Cilya will tell his achievements while studying non-formal education in Singapore, surely Radit's father will be proud of him.

Furious at Cilya's neglect, King pulls his wife's wrist. "Cil, you nyuekin me? this account is your husband. Why not say Hello? not kissing hands either!" yells.

Cilya. "Hi." he said, obeying King's will, not forgetting to kiss King's back like he wanted. "Udah right?" said relaxed.

The woman resumed her steps, not forgetting to wag her hair until it hit King's face. Both of his eyes were closed as strands of Cilya's hair slapped his face.

"A real doubt! but beautiful." King just nodded. I don't know why his mouth is locked. Can only hide in the heart.

King soon caught up with Cilya in the room. The man was surprised by the state of his karma that looked different. Cilya's belongings fulfilled her karma. "Geez, what room is the Accessories store?" King glanced at the transparent walk in closet. "The bag shop and the shoes have moved in my room! ." King bobbing head. The room looks like his sister's.

"Cil, do you really want to stay at my dad's?" ask King. The man approached. Cilya was tidying up her needs which she would bring to Radit's father's house.

"Yes" he answered flatly.

"Why are you getting me? angry with me?"

"No, no." Normally the King would talk like that, now it was Cilya's turn. "How does it feel in Cuekin Key?"

"Cil, are you beautiful to be like me?" King followed wherever Cilya stepped. To the bathroom to pick up some toiletries, taking some of his clothes stell, King faithfully followed Cilya.

"I'm diem if you don't get lost" King said. "Tomorrow, huh?"

Cilya stopped its activities. Both hands are folded in front of the chest. "Tomorrow what difference does it make? I've been meeting with Dad. So you don't stop me."

"Who is Cil, tomorrow is tomorrow, now is now." King said. "You have to know what your husband says."

"No way!"

"Yaelah Cil, the new time to come home, just met, you go again. No kangen that's it for me." said King confidently, let alone his two eyebrows in the up and down to tease Cilya.

Cilya was just throbbing looking at her husband's behavior.

"Cil, I'm telling you. You miss me, right?" the man forced Cilya to justify his remark.

"By your abis pede!"

King approached, his hand reaching Cilya's waist into his arms. "Gue broke up, from now on you're a life partner plus my bed partner. How about it, right?" as if he had no shame, King said that without a burden. As if he had forgotten that he did not want Cilya.

Cilya bulging. "Relieve it!" pushing King's body away.

King gasps. "Nuts!"

Cilya looked up, staring intently at King. "It's not like you used to say, that I'm a pantesnya to be your life partner, not a bed partner!" cilya's index finger pointed at King's chest with great pressure, warning. "Keep why now you want me to be your bed partner? is your aunt shinzui stock up?" Cilya recalls clearly, King preferred aunty shinzui over her. It hurts to remember.

King was silent, looking for an excuse not to look stupid and embarrassed in front of Cilya. "I don't want to. Did I say that?" King dodged.

"Ck! tired of talking to you." There's no point in arguing with King who always thinks he's right.

"Eat him do not talk much, mending directly practice yuk? I taught you to be proficient." he said, hoping that Cilya would be destroyed. And want to do hot night activities with him. Seeing the beauty of Cilya makes the lighthouse want to shine all night.

"So you're an expert? who's same training? hem?" his words are boomerang. "I'm getting more and more ilfeel with you!"

"Joking Cil, kidding."

"Udahlah bodo. I don't care about you."

His heart ached a little to hear that Cilya no longer cared about him. "That's Cil's masalalu. You jealous of Cil?"

"Damf.. Of jealousy? not tuh. I can get more than you. There are many CEOs out there who are better than you." Cilya began to dare to mock, but strangely King did not dwell at all. His spicy mouth was lost somewhere in the presence of Cilya.

"Nobody's cooler than me. I'm also a CEO candidate!" not to be compared to other men.

"New Key candidate" said Cilya reminded. "You're still an OB, right? designer partner OB time anyway, not level!"

King lost a lot.

Now Cilya turned things around, insulting King. Hoping with his insults, King will want to go forward.

Seriate...