The End of the Wing Miss
Abduction of the Wasted Prince? Wkw...Wkw...

The morning was still wet after heavy rain flushed the city of Seremban after dawn.

The day still showed at 08.15 am, when Kei drove his vehicle at moderate speed, splitting the city streets that had begun to crowded.

After leaving a message to Madah to accompany Naya, Kei, with a bit of force, asked the girl to sleep again shortly after receiving a long phone call from Puan Sri Latifah.

Although not sure what the mother conveyed to her favorite daughter-in-law, but there is an ultimate sentence from Naya that slightly tickled Kei's curiosity at that time.

"But, Mama... The most excruciating thing is to love someone who does not love us".

Was the mother offending their marriage, so Naya spoke like that? I don't know.

Who loves who? Kei who was combing his hair in front of the mirror, turned Naya at a glance. He tried not to be seen stealing hear even though Kei actually listened to all Naya's words very well.

That's why Kei finally took a quick decision that he believed was also right.

Kei's lips curled up making a thin smile. I don't know, these few days of being close to Naya and her core family vortex makes her life back colorful, colorful. If it was only white or black that dominated, but now pinky also interspersed when the girl gave it together.

Although when together with Mrs Sri Latifah and Afifah, the more frequent blushing is the red color that makes the flow of Kei blood feel pumped faster.

How not? Every meeting there are things that then even trigger a new feud between them.

The two beloved women of Tan Sri Abdul Hamid are like never running out of ammunition to attack Kei's weakest side, it's all about Naya!

Kei smiled wryly as he shook his head repeatedly, trying to drive away the shadow of Puan Sri Latifah and Afifah who suddenly seemed unwilling to disappear from his head. The man had to shake his hand like he was throwing something away.

Kei was still imprisoned by the shadow of his mother and brother, when suddenly a loud tone sounded the sign of an incoming call on his playbook. Kei immediately put up handsfree to answer the call.

"Hi, bro I'm stil on the way. I'll be there in five minutes".

Kei increased the pace of his vehicle after Haris, a friend he would meet stated that he had arrived at their appointment.

Ciettt's... Ciiittt....

Kei who was speeding at full speed, gasped as a white sports car suddenly crucified him and slowed down in front of him.

The sound of the brake that Kei stepped on suddenly, dramatizing the atmosphere of the streets that were indeed crowded because of the rush hour.

Kei reflexively slammed his F 488 Pista's steering wheel to the left, trying not to hit the car that had just crucified him.

For a moment Kei stared intently at the white sports car that had just eliminated half of his consciousness. Fortunately, despite being traveling at high speed after receiving a phone call from Haris, Kei remained in a stable and alert condition.

A few moments later Kei drove back, this time much slower because the vehicle in front of him was so.

The young man claxed the car in front of him several times because it seemed to deliberately block the speed of Kei vehicles, but the car actually slowed down.

Kei clucked in annoyance. The driver of the car in front of him was trying to provoke him.

At full speed Kei tried to get ahead of the white sports car, but the driver in front of him seemed to know his intentions. The car swerved to the right, again blocking Kei.

S-hiit! Kei growled in annoyance when he didn't make it in. A moment later he again took a shift to step on the gas, again trying to precede the car in front of him.

S-shitt's! Double s-hitts! What a hell!

Kei returned to mourn, furious. This time he took the oath. But a few seconds later his eyes narrowed to see the vehicle next to him that was still picking on him.

The Toyota Alphard SC! Police Number QRA 45! Is that a car...? Mrs Sri?!

Kei sharpened his gaze as if trying to penetrate the film glass in the car. Look who the driver is. Son?!

Don't-don't the Sport car driver in front is ...?

Mhmhhhh!!! So, they*?!

Kei let out a long sigh and exhaled it roughly. He did not think, why the two women were like happy to see his life was chaotic.

Kei shook his head after realizing who was in the two cars that seemed to be leading Kei to a place.

Well, let's see... Mrs Sri. I do wonder now, what do you want from me?! Kei was upset.

Meanwhile, the white sports car that was still ahead, started to accelerate at full speed.

Kei knew that the two cars were escorting him now, asking him to follow them.

Kei also drove his car at full speed like a white sports car in front of him. While Toyota Alphart SC owned by Puan Sri Latifah driven by Putra, accompanied them from behind.

Finally, the three cars drove smoothly on the road. Kei who was contacting Haris, to cancel their appointment was a little surprised when he realized that he had been driven away from the city of Seremban.

Kei scanned the streets around him. He frowned as his eyes began to meet the view of the sea water that looked blue from a distance. Mareka has entered the beach town of Port Dickson.

From the rear vision mirror in his car, Kei stared at the car behind him which was being driven by Putra, assistant to Puan Sri Latifah and cousin Kei. Hoping for the mama to start opening up communication, tell Kei where they are going. But it seems Kei's expectations are too high.

The hawk-eyed man is now looking straight ahead at the white sports car that Kei believes is being driven by his beloved brother Afifah Abdul Hamid. Little hope the brother has the initiative to contact him. Ah, eleven twelve! How could the queen and princess of Abdul Hamid kingdom be humbled to contact Kei first? The Prince Wasted?

Well... Okay... The alright!!! You both WIN!!

Kei growled in annoyance while hitting the steering wheel in front of him. A moment later his left hand moved activating his handsfree.

"Assalamualaikum wrestling the noble Queen, if patik can ask, where are we going? Or the...Is this a new-style kidnapping?"

Kei immediately uttered a sarcastic sentence after greeting the mother.

The son, the assistant who can hear the phone call directly from his cousin, because it was deliberately activated loudspeaker by Mrs Sri Latifah, smiled dikulum. The dashing man who was as good as Kei was occasionally shaking his head. Amazed by Kei's unchanging style.

"You don't need to know!" Ms. Sri growled more saskastikly.

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To be continued

Yeaaii! Who felt like a Wasted Prince, kidnapped...Wkw... Dah old too, why kidnapped, kek son kecik aja bang Ke?!