My Billionaire Hubby's
MBH 09'S. Two Different Sides

The small city with an area of only about 18 Km and in the district has an icon that was once one of the 7 wonders of the world looks so beautiful. The cool air and relatively cold makes the residents reluctant to get out of the house when it is still dark outside. But it was different from that simple beautiful woman. He has been struggling in his kitchen processing many spices to be used as traditional herbal medicine.

Turmeric, kencur, brotowali, acid and many more ingredients that he used to make the usual herbal medicine he carried with a basket. Yes, this woman sells her watch by being carried. But do not imagine she will wear a rags and sexy new flea clothes, this woman sells her cradle tiger by wearing Muslim clothes equipped with a wide hijab covering her chest.

Kirana Adzakia, or Kiran, occasionally looks into her room to make sure she is okay. Kiran's mother, who was named Bu Shariah, had been sick for a long time. Kiran only lives with her mother because her father died 4 years ago. Kiran has since become the sole breadwinner for her mother.

" Where are you going?"

" Want to go to the bathroom."

" Here Kiran help mom."

Kiran stopped her activities for a moment and then pushed the mother into the bathroom. Actually Sari can be alone but Kiran is too worried. Kiran was afraid her mother slipped in the slippery bathroom.

" Wes nduk, just go on. I can go back alone."

Kiran nodded, she again struggled with what she was doing. Sari looked pityfully at the princess. While his friends can still play, he has to slam bones every day. Sometimes Sari blames her sick self.

" Mesakke koe nduk (pity you son)."

Sari shed her tears. Deep down he prayed that his daughter could get the right man. The man who was able to make her happy, was not the man who hurt her like he had before.

" Allaahu akbaar."

Adhan dawn reverberated, kiran was finished from his activity to process spices into herbal medicine. He immediately went to the bathroom to take a bath and get some water.

Kiran unfurled her alphabet and carried out the duties of 2 rakaats. Finished his greeting he still rested on his alphabet. He was complaining about what his heart felt.

The hijab-wearing woman wept bitterly remembering what happened to her. He always remembered the bitter events that might never be forgotten. The event became a huge scratch in his heart as well as a deep trauma.

" Yes Allaah ….. Close the wound in my heart. Heal this wound, Allaah, that I may open my heart again. Aamiin's."

Kiran folds back the prayer mat and then puts it on the bed. He went to the mother's room. His mother also finished running two rakaat that morning.

" Mommy. Let's have breakfast. Sorry I have to have breakfast early. I'm supposed to have breakfast later and nothing."

" Ora popo nduk. I'm happy to have breakfast every day with you. I'm afraid later I won't be able to nemenin you."

" This mom is talking about opo to. Don't talk weird."

Kiran is a gentle girl, many men want to interfere with her but now she is not easy to accept. He was so afraid of love after what he experienced.

Time shows at 5.15 am is classified as morning for breakfast size. But because Kiran must immediately sell herbal medicine, Sari's mother decided to have breakfast with her daughter.

" Kabeh wes ready to nduk?"((Are you all ready, son?)

" Sampun ma'am. Kiran left first. What's the matter, Kiran's phone. Don't ask for help with Bude Mar."

Especially after Kiran's father, Prapto died. Martiyah had always thought Kiran and Sari were the bearers of misfortune for their families. " My sister if you don't marry the same you should still be alive now", that sentence was always said by Bude Mar.

Kiran lives in the village and she sells her watch in the city. The distance from the village to the city is only about 15 minutes by transport. Kiran did everything with pleasure. Because selling herbal medicine is also one way to forget the pain of his heart.

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On the other hand a young lady was angry all day. Even up to the boutique everyone gets an overflow of his emotions.

Safira was so upset and angry. After coming home from Kai's house and finding that his girlfriend went somewhere he always messed up.

" Fuck, where the hell is that guy. Why does he always avoid me. Argh…."

Not once or twice did Sapphira try to meet Kai, but she never met him. Kai is always busy either really busy or just making excuses not to meet him.

" Fira already, the customers will know. You have to take care of your image. Don't let them make bad news about you."

A friend and manager at SJ Clothes named Nina warned Safira about her treatment.

" samg .. But I'm so upset, Nin, you know I really love Kai."

" Yes I know. But being angry like this will only make your reputation bad. If it's covered by the media and Kai sees what's going to happen try?"

Safira was silent at the words of his friend. It's all true. SJ Clothes that he made already has a big name. And as the designer and owner of SJ Clothes whatever his actions become the public spotlight.

" You're right, Nin, I need to calm down. I'm sure Kai likes a graceful, classy type of woman. I can't act like this."

Nina smiled at Safira's words. He breathed a sigh of relief. Nina returned to her job.

" Mom Nina is great at calming angry lions."

" Husttt was back at work before the lion went berserk again."

Several employees smiled with Nina's sloppiness. 

" Hufttis...Fira.. Fira. how can you get the heart of the rich young master if your attitude is still this way. Pampered, haughty and your temperament is still overflowing. Kai must have his own criteria in finding a wife and somehow it's not you. Huft…"

Nina was throwing her breath rough. He was too confused how to convey what he felt to Sapphira. Nina hoped Safira could understand a little that a person like Kai was not the type of person who liked glamor.

Why can Nina talk like that? Several times Nina caught Kai and his family whether it was with his mother, his sister or all of them eating casually on the side of the road. Sapphira is anti. Never mind eating on the side of the road, if not an expensive and classy restaurant Safira does not want.

" I'm sure you'll have a hard time getting into their family. Although they were rich and respected, they were always simple. That's what I saw. If you want to get Kai then learn to down to earth Fir."

TB