King Haider
Convulsions

Cilya's face looked sour, the woman was very upset because King invited her back to the apartment, even though he still enjoyed the beautiful beach. Not content playing there.

"Tomorrow I take you to the beach. Don't pout that." King pleaded for his wife to smile back.

"But I don't want to go home yet! I'm still in the mulu apartment." lamented Cilya.

"Yaudah, we're hanging out at the cafe aja ya.." he persuaded. King must keep Cilya away from Ali. Do not want to meet his uncle's friend with his beloved wife. Ali could ignite the axis that at any time could spark fire.

"Jude." Cilya agrees. "The cafe is still able to see the beach" he said, pointing to a cafe on the side of the road. King turned his car into a cafe, located not far from the beach. The man hoped, Ali did not bring up the trunk of his nose in that place as well.

"Key... I heard from mommy, Sora wants to get married? in soul mate, really?" before following King to Kalimantan, Cilya heard the news, her sister-in-law will be paired with a man of Arsen's choice.

"Yes." Yeah." King believes with his daddy's choice of men, it must be the right man for Soraya. Although she was a little hesitant with her sister, the reason her future husband's life was compared to Soraya's.

Can Soraya live a simple life? the life of her future husband?

"I'm afraid Sora can't..."

"Daddy's choice must be the best" King said. Where maybe Arsen will make his favorite daughter suffer, all must have been well thought out.

"Yes. hopefully."

It's getting dark, King and Cilya are coming home soon. Cilya cleansed her body first.

"Well, I took a shower first.." King was annoyed, the heart intent of wanting to bathe together with Cilya failed already. "I'll just pick up the phone for a second." he snorted.

"Wait a long time, I'm so hot." Cilya was already neat with her long pajamas.

"Cil, change his clothes. Don't wear that one." saw his wife's clothes were blindfolded hurt. "You need not wear clothes, not to use me too late" he said.

"Wouldn't! it's a holiday tonight, yeah, I'm really tired." Cilya lay down on the bed, preparing for sleep.

"Well, I can't do it dong! we have a special mission. Mission makes a grandson for daddy, daddy will be angry if we long give his grandson." that man is very smart to make excuses, carrying the name of daddy as a sharp skill.

Cilya sneered, "That must be your wits right?"

"Don't believe!"

" Have a shower!"

"But do not sleep first Cil, as little as one round aja deh.."

"Yes, yes, take a shower first."

King quickly finished his bath, unwilling to pass tonight without sighing all night. In just ten minutes, the man took a lightning-fast shower, the important thing was that sweat had already been drenched by water.

"Acil.. Cilya love!" King shakes his wife's shoulder. Out of the bathroom, King found Cilya was asleep. "Huftt.." a rude gasp sounded. Cilya was too sound to wake up.

Along with that, his phone rang loudly. It turned out to be a call from Ali, who asked to meet outside. It's not too late yet, King will meet his best friend for a while.

The cafe opposite King's apartment became the preferred place the two men met. King came, Ali was waiting for him there.

"Tumben, you want me to meet you outside, I think you're again steady-steady ama bini you!" said Ali.

"Should have been, but Cilya slept. Like soybean. Ngaso is tonight. Eh. but also ntar I wake up malem-malem." King will let his wife rest for a while, at midnight, he will wake up Cilya.

"That's your card! every day in the battle!"

"Currently.why are you the sewot! bini-bini I, want to do it is also up to me." he exclaimed. "I want to send you the hottest audio ever.special for you!"

"Njirr! you want my ama revenge?"

"So sure!"

"Your staff! there's no co-star, confuse me!"

"Yaudah ntar stay dead only hape me. mute!!!"

"Damn!" King kicked the chair that Ali occupied, stupidly King, wanted to avenge Ali's actions but said it first. Ali will definitely anticipate it.

"Oiya, the cafe is still on the road, not yet bankrupt. But fortunately not much." Ali said King's cafe income was handed to him first.

"Surely, as long as there is no loss mah." closing the cafe is the same as eliminating jobs for employees. Regarding profits, King no longer put it first.

"okay!" Ali according.

"Eh.. already a Sultan? so you don't have that job? just enjoying the legacy money?" asked King who was still curious about kisa Ali who suddenly became a Sultan.

Ali nodded, assuring. "Gue lives a foot barge, the money is gone. My brother is looking for money!" jumawa.

"What's your bokap company name?" King, who was holding a cell phone, was preparing to surf, looking for news of Ali's father's company.

"Saudi ARAMCOO is not wrong" Ali replied.

King nodded, then began to read carefully the writing on his phone screen. "That's a hell of a thing for you!" this time it was not a chair that the man kicked, but the feet of his best friend. "This is a big company! bokap lu Sultan on top of Sultan! begokk!"

"Emang! bokap I'm not twisting! there are two!" yells. "My grandfather has four. beuhhh saucy saucy! if it's not good, I've made it into a cememan!" ali's father had four daughters. From wives. "House is bigger than your house Key! it's so crazy to think I'm so excited!"

King menonyor Ali's. "Bahlul basic! you know you're the only boy why you came home! instead of getting ready to inherit your bokap company!"

"There's Tareq, my brother. I'm just here to accept the clean. Don't want to be tired!"

"But he's just a stepdaughter! do you want to bokap lu koit, everything into the hands of the Tohir?" said passionate.

"Tareq Keys! Tareq! not Tohir."

"Yes that's what I mean."

"What do I need to do? I could go bankrupt if I were the director! a day straight down the stock." Ali is not confident if he joined the company of his biological father, let alone become CEO to replace Muhammad Baharuddin? Ali raised his hand, it is also impossible that he won to compete with Muhammad Tareq, his stepfather who is already proficient in the business world.

"Eat him so people don't be Bahlul! tell the school to hang out to the cafe! Your GPA's a good fit!"

Ali sneering. "Cih.. Can you say that now? I used to go to your cafe!"

"Hehe, yes, too.."

"Basic!"

"Here you go, you mending sedu tuh the flat face! you work while learning about business." King offers a solution. "Five years already, you can unplug it. Keep taking over your bokap company! don't go to kibulin! ask Nyante for money, but he's all in control!"

"Flat face? who?"

"Who else? It's benzema!"

"Oh.. How is it? does he want to teach me?"

King put his shoulder out. "Usaha let him want to!"

"Yaudah you're my touts-in.ntar you're a splint of my dinar."

"Your song!"

"Where are you going? wait a minute, it's not finished yet."

"Bodos! I want to find jamu mixed egg chicken kampung two! get ready to open WA from me!"

"Camprettt you!"