King Haider
Ali's meeting

"Jeez Meta!!!!" shouted King. The man was upset with his secretary. Meta accidentally spilled coffee and was hit by an important file that was on King's desk.

"Sorry sir, I didn't accidentally." Meta scared, King looks very creepy if he is angry.

"Where's your eye on the taro? it can be really not coffee!" its spray.

"Sorry.." said Meta. His eyes had already condensed, just a blink, his tears would flow.

"Key. don't get angry. Metam not intentionally." Cilya approached her husband, stroking King's chest to be calmer. "Meta, get back to your room." Cilya advises Meta to leave her husband's room immediately, not wanting King to vent his frustration again.

"Huffd..." King threw out his coarse breath, controlling his anger.

"Prophey Key.." Cilya calms back. "What's wrong? is there a problem?" ask Cilya. Most likely, King was thinking about something and made his mood bad.

King shakes. "Son, I'm just tired" she lied. Not long after Ali's departure, King gets a call from his daddy. Arsen told him to go home with Cilya immediately.

From Arsen's gelagat, it seems like a big problem. Moreover, his daddy had just returned from Germany. Does all this have anything to do with mass? King was worried about him. He did not want to lose Cilya just because of her mass.

"Cil, tomorrow we go home to Jakarta" King said suddenly. Although the work piled up a lot, King had to go home as soon as his daddy wanted.

Cilya frowned. "Come home?" he replies and King nods. "Why sudden? isn't your job a lot?"

"We have to go home, daddy told us to go home" he said.

"Well, I'll be ready."

"Nil.."

"Yes?"

King hugged his wife's body. "I love you. Don't leave me no matter what happens." heartfelt words from the heart. King has dropped his heart for his wife. Not his first love.

Cilya returned her husband's embrace, then gently stroked King's back. "Yes, I love you too Key.."

"I'm done with work first, that's we go home." King broke down the hug, then returned to his work.

While Cilya again scribbled her ink on paper, designing a wedding dress for herself. Since King said he wanted to make their wedding celebration party, Cilya was eager to make the party like his dream.

***

"Cil, we're eating malems outside.." King wants to take his wife to a romantic dinner at a fancy restaurant.

"okay!" Cilya agrees. "But I got this done first." the woman was packing some clothes, because tomorrow morning they were going home to Jakarta.

"My clothes don't have to be packed in Cil, there's still plenty at home" King said.

"Yes." Yeah."

"I make juice?" King wanted to make a fresh drink for his wife, since he realized his feelings for Cilya, the man became more affectionate and attentive to Cilya. There was no more King with a spicy mouth, King who at will played Cilya. Now, King is very considerate and sweet-mouthed if in front of Cilya, the woman who managed to fill his heart, shifting a name that was from small pinned there.

"Yes, thank you."

In the midst of King and Cilya, the sound of the apartment bell rang, indicating that a guest had come to visit.

Cilya stopped her activities, then headed for the door to open it.

"Who's Cil?" king shouted from the kitchen.

"Helo eprivateii.The Arab sultan came to visit." Ali's voice rang out loud as Cilya managed to open the door. "Hey.. Cilya is beautiful." said Ali, winking one eye.

"Origin?" gumma Cilya's.

Ali came with some boxes filled with food, the man was intending to have dinner with his best friend.

"Well, did you come here?" exclaim King. He was surprised to see Ali in his apartment. "Say you want to go back to Jakarta?"

King approached his wife, then whispered. "Change his clothes Cil." currently Cilya wearing sleeping pajamas that show his curves, King did not want his bahlulnya friend to enjoy the beauty of his wife's body. Cilya said, then went into the room to change clothes.

Ali sneering. "Possessive nie ye.."

"Your eyes are beautiful!" said King. "Whenever here? just interrupt it."

Ali showed me the box he was carrying. "Gue wants to eat the mallem with you guys."

King grunts, plans for a romantic dinner with Cilya's address fail due to Ali's arrival "Ck!"

Not caring for King who was upset about his arrival, Ali immediately put down and prepared his meal. "Gue must bae baekin the kamprett, let blessing run smoothly.." There is a hidden intention behind Ali's hospitality.

King sat on the dining table chair, approaching Ali. "Bacott you in the care of ya, do not spare the talk that is not in front of Cilya!" King warned Ali not to let go of talking badly about him.

"Every sister-in-law!"

"Cute.no me!"

"For the sake of sister-in-law, I'll lock my mouth shut." Ali spoke as sweetly as possible in front of King.

"Geli me horrified! you're still sane, right?"

"Still healthy! very healthy! and must be healthy because soon I will be with a beautiful girl in the underwriting." apparently Ali really hopes to be a male companion Soraya.

"Geez! you kesambet what the hell!" exclaim King. "Sora won't be interested! he doesn't like bule, let alone your kayak bewokan!" its spray. Reminds me that Ali is not included in the criteria of the male dream of Soraya.

"Not tried." he replied casually, the man was confident that Soraya would accept it.

"Find the others! a lot of virgin girls will take you, but not Sora!"

"But I want Sora." King pinned Ali's head. "Oohhh" Ali rubbed his head.

"Inget dong you're a widower! where would Sora be like you! I'm not sure."

"But I'm.."

"Ck! me, me! tickle me with the horror! sok iyeh really you!" chirps King. Hearing Ali speak was not as usual to make him sick.

"Yes, but my widower feels bachelor. I don't think I'm a widower."

"Conscious li, awake! a widower, a widower! lucky for a virgin girl who wants you! don't start with the grandiose.."

"It has to be a virgin.."

"Young is the new widow's partner fitting in! bachelors with virgins! just like me." King patted his chest, feeling proud of what he had obtained. Can invite Cilya to be made his wife.

"Dih. lu mah bujang no, widower no! Yakin still bujang pasirah ama Cilya. Your feelings have pinter skidipapap, proficient instead!" chirps Ali.

King swiggers. "Bacott!"

"Where is Key.. whose sway is the hottest on the Onta what is the Cilya??" tanya Ali was curious. "Surely hot wobble whose flight hours are already a lot. Aye right?" guess it.

"Ehemmmm.." Cilya. The two men turned to the source of the voice.

"Campus me!"