The End of the Wing Miss
Leaving or Staying, Nay?

Naya accompanied by Puan Sri Latifah was sitting on the sofa of the main room, chatting casually with mak lung Salma, Tan Sri Abdul Hamid's elder brother, and his brother, when he felt a brief vibration from the device in the pocket of the game he was wearing.

After successfully charging, he deliberately turned off the ringtone of his device. Slowly Naya reached into her pocket and pulled out her gawai. Several messages came from the same number but were not recognized. Naya scrunched her forehead but decided to ignore the message by re-inserting her hand into her pocket.

Only a moment later he returned to focus with mak lung Salma and the mother-in-law, the square object shook again. This time with a longer vibration, a sign of an incoming call. Naya kept it quiet, with no intention of raising the call.

Puan Sri who was right on the left of the girl also felt the vibration of the Naya device. The girl seemed unconcerned but a little agitated. Mrs Sri knows, Naya is trying to keep the attitude in front of them.

"It's okay, Nay. Just pick it up, maybe it's important", Mrs Sri smiled at the daughter-in-law.

Naya shook her head, a little hesitating when she realized that the vibration in her dress was also realized by the in-laws.

"That's not what Naya. Maybe something urgent?" Mak lung Salma chimed in while staring at Naya.

The girl's getting awkward. His eyes blinked a few times.

Puan Sri widened her smile to see Naya's behavior. The middle-aged woman gently touched her daughter-in-law's arm.

"Thank you first, baby. Let Mama accompany me, okay?" Mrs Sri again tried to convince Naya when the girl's device again shook long.

"Good, Ma. I'm sorry Mak lung, Nay picked up for a second, huh?" said Naya while taking the square object back out and switching the sitting position slightly away from the two.

Naya was just about to slide the green button to answer the call, when a heavy baritone voice stopped in her eardrum. Very close to the nape of his neck, until if Naya moves his head just a little, he sure must immediately collide with the owner of the voice.

"Abang has been looking for Nay from earlier. Message doesn't answer, no rope lift. Why?" Kei further pressed his lips against Naya's ears.

The girl was stricken, surprised. Their intimate position made Naya able to smell the masculine scent emanating from the man's body. Moreover, Kei's lips are still attached to his right ear, making the girl seem to forget to breathe for a few seconds. His body brushed for a moment.

Iisshhhs. Whatan, anyway? Basic mode!I always don't know the place! Naya put Kei in her heart.

Slowly Naya kept her salary back. Means that many and disturbing messages and calls are from this man. Interrupting, eh?

"Look?! Don't you want to go to Mak Lung first?Mhmm..tang-tang dah met suri heart, forgot Mak lung, ye?" The typical Malay seductive phrase from mak lung Salma draws Naya back to the world around her.

The girl opened her eyes again. Fortunately, the niqab he wore was able to disguise the red tinge that adorns his clean white flat now.

Naya immediately shifted back her sitting position, approaching Puan Sri.

Kei, who was behind Naya's seat, went to mak lung Salma. Grabbing both hands of the middle-aged woman, then kissing the reverence. It was seen that Puan Sri turned her gaze in any direction.

Naya who was sitting next to the in-law sighed, a little long. He understands well the condition of the relationship between mother and child.

Nay promise, Ma. Nay will bring Bang Kei's heart back to Mama's lap. Nay promise!

Naya whispered softly in her heart as her left hand tightly grasped the hand of Puan Sri.

"Your mom? Don't you want a greeting?" mak lung Salma said when he saw Kei who stepped slowly towards Naya after finishing his experience.

Kei flung his body casually on Naya's right side, leaning slightly as he stretched his left hand on the back of the chair behind Naya's shoulder.

"Sri's Lady, eh Mama?" Kei slightly raised his body forward, then turned his eyes to the woman who had given birth to him.

Mrs Sri threw her gaze away from Kei after first drowning her eyes towards the only remaining son of the man.

Naya who was next to Kei instantly pinched the small muscular arm of the man while rounding her eyes full.

From behind the niqab, his lips faintly frowned. Increasingly annoyed with Kei's attitude that deliberately insinuate the mother after quarrels for their quarrels since the beginning of the meeting last night.

Kei chuckled again, this time not because of his mother, but because of the behavior of the wife who was always adorable in his eyes.

Delikan Naya's jelly eyes with her lips slightly raised make Kei want to feel the pink rose petals that are now hiding behind Naya's peach-colored niqab. Uh!

Kei knocks himself on his head which is always a mistake when he is near the beautiful girl next to him.

"His lips don't need to be visited, you want Abang khilaf here?" Kei whispered softly while returning his lips to Naya's ears.

The girl's black eyes were fully rounded, immediately then twisting it lazily while a small clack.

"Cccw ... What the hell, do not start deh", whispered Naya also slowly but full of pressure. The girl shifted slightly to stretch their distance.

"Abang drowsiness, we go home yuk". Kei again teased Naya while also shifting his sitting position, again eroding the distance.

Mak lung Salma and Puan Sri Latifah who were still there looked at each other while shaking their heads. With the corner of his eyes, Puan Sri looked at the son-in-law. Until from the lips of the middle-aged woman who still looks beautiful, a faint thin smile appeared.

Nay, from the first mama was always convinced, that you could melt this rock. Mama is sure Nay, you will be the owner of Kei's heart. You are the true Suri in the heart of your son.

Mrs Sri turned her eyes to mak lung Salma, looking like a certain code. Mak lung Salma smiled faintly while nodding small.

"Naya, it's good to go home first, it's late. Let mama with your papa accompany Mak lung here".

"Yes Nay, don't suck here, it's getting late... From last night Nay less rest, later sick" sound nek Syarifah chimed from behind them accompanied by his footsteps are getting closer.

"And you.." nek Sharifah pointed his index finger at Kei with a sharp look.

"You're my son-in-law's granddaughter-in-law, let's not do anything! Understand, right?"

Kei clucked, yet was only capable in the heart. The view of the grandmother who like to skin him alive, makes Kei throw away all the vocabulary that usually appears in his head when facing two other fierce women, Afifah, the older sister and Ms. Sri Latifah, the mother.

But now all the vocabulary list was like it was settling into his head. Kei could only nod his head, assuring that he would take care of his wife.

Mak lung who saw Kei's helplessness, tried to hide his laughter by shutting his mouth. While beside her, Puan Sri still looked flat with an unreadable expression.

Naya blinked her eyes. Sometimes he glanced at the in-laws who still looked indifferent. He is in a dilemma now, whether to go home with Kei or stay there with Puan Sri.

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Which one should Naya choose? Follow Kei or stay there?

To be continued

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