The End of the Wing Miss
You want to be a cat, right?

The dawn has just passed. Mentari still shyly appeared himself.

Naya drove her car slowly down the already crowded streets of Jakarta.

From today until the next three days he has to provide extra energy. Oops!

Not only the energy must be extra but also the mental defense stock.

Last night Arnold Hendrata, Marketing Manager of Noghoghi Holding had told him that today's opening event will be attended by Kei Hasan, the CEO.

Though just a few days ago Naya felt a little relief when she received news from Bundo Nilam that Mr. Kei apologized for not attending because he was on a business trip in the Middle East.

But it turns out that the leg is only temporary, news from Mr. Arnold last night was rather sad for him.

The reunion with Kei was something he had expected when he decided to stay in Jakarta. But if it's this fast, honestly he's not ready.

For the past six months before her return to the country, Naya had been preparing for the worst-case scenario in her household.

If divorce is the best solution, then it will go down that steep path.

Only one thing that still disturbs his mind, how to express his intentions to the mother-in-law, Mrs Sri Latifah. The middle-aged woman who for decades loved him so much.

He has not found the right time or way to talk about it. Moreover, his isikharah has not given a strong signal to make a decision.

Living a separate life with Kei for several years, she taught him to mature in thought and action.

She is no longer Kanaya Khairunnisa, an 18-year-old orphan girl who had to willingly bond in marriage with someone who did not care about her at all.

Tok.dok...

Naya was still lost in thought when someone knocked on the windshield of her car.

Bundo Nilam with his anxious face, looked impatient waiting for Naya to lower the black glass, until again repeating the ketokan.

"Naya..? Naya..? You're okay, right?"

Naya lowered the window glass beside her while circulating her gaze to the area around her.

"Thank God, Naya okay, Bundo. Bundo's been a long time, huh? I'm sorry, Naya's late" he said as he got out of the car.

"No. It's not too late. Bundo and the twins are also new. Bundo is just anxious, your car has been parked since 15 minutes ago, but there is no sign you will come out. Bundo, I'm worried. Afraid of anything happening with this beautiful Lecturer's mom." Bundo Nilam smiled while embracing Naya's shoulder.

Naya only replied with a gentle smile as she grabbed Bundo Nilam's hand which was on his shoulder. Next he touched the hand on his forehead. Reverent.

"As for Bundo, Naya is grateful to have met God with good people like Bundo. Thanks for including Naya on this project."

"Honey, Bundo also wanted to thank you very much because you are willing to make time for this activity. Though Bundo knows for sure if you're busy at all."

"Ah, not too busy, Bundo. Coincidentally Naya just given the schedule to teach him 3 classes only."

"Bun, where did he put it, huh?"

A sweet girl with a neat hijab walked over to Naya and Bundo Nilam while carrying a box full of paper bundles.

"Assalamualaikum, Miss Naya."

Najwa, one of Bundo Nilam's twin daughters, greeted Naya and extended her hand.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," Naya welcomed Najwa's hand as she held it warm.

"Bundo, Miss Naya, the party from Noghoghi Holding is already on the way. It is expected to arrive here in the next 10 minutes. They're heading straight for the opening." Ms. Tika, the Public Relations section of the Ummah Light Foundation approached them.

"Okay, we're going straight there. Najwa, you brought that dus, yeah."

Bundo Nilam glanced at Najwa as he rubbed Naya's arm. Rushing them towards the hall that will be used for the opening event.

Entering the hall, it looks like the place has been filled with school-age teenagers.

From the story of Bundo Nilam, they come from a variety of backgrounds and diverse professions, ranging from buskers, beggars to pickpockets.

Not infrequently Bundo Nilam and friends at Rumah Singgah have to face with thugs who claim to be the boss of beggars and pickpockets, who want to pick up their foster children.

Bundo Nilam rushed towards the front of the hall while Naya followed him from behind.

Kei was accompanied by Marketing Manager of Noghoghi Holding, Arnold Hendrata and Andrian, the assistant.

Kei then went hand in hand with Bundo Nilam. Naya deliberately took a distance, she walked the very back with slow steps.

After everyone sat down, Naya immediately occupied the last seat on the right side of Kei.

The series of opening processions continues. Naya came forward to convey a two-sentence as Chairman of the Activity Committee and asked Kei Hasan as CEO of Noghoghi Holding to officially open the activity.

When mentioning Kei's name, Naya briefly directed her gaze to Kei who was also staring at him unblinkingly.

The straight and sharp look of the strong-maned handsome man made Naya immediately take her eyes off.

Kei smiled as he looked at Naya who was avoiding his eyes.

Then slowly with steady steps Kei walked forward as the host mentioned his name.

For a moment he spread his gaze around the dense hall. His last eyes were anchored to the figure of Kanaya Khairunnisa. Kei smiled at his special smile.

Naya who happened to be staring at Kei immediately lowered her gaze.

Oh no, why does it look like a wet cat. He did not know for sure if his niqab could disguise his face now.

Kei gave a brief speech. Motivational sentences with crisp language typical of young people but full of meaning glide from the tongue.

Kei expressed his appreciation to young people who want to plunge into the world of entrepreneurship, as well as his respect for the Ummah Light Foundation who is concerned with those who live on the streets.

The cry of the school dropout in front of him looked at Kei Hasan full of admiration. A 31-year-old young man managed a large company, which has even expanded its network to several countries in Europe and the Middle East.

Naya looked up at her face as Kei spoke her name with thanks.

Naya responded by looking at Kei at a glance while making a small hug.

...***...

Naya swung her floor away from the meeting room. He rushed to the toilet located east of the outer hall.

A little while ago the opening event was completed and will be followed by a lunch of the administrators of the Ummah Light Foundation and the higher-ups of Noghoghi Holding.

Naya whispered something to Bundo Nilam, then moved out of the room.

Arriving at the toilet, Naya slowly opens her niqab after first making sure the main door of the toilet has been locked.

Naya washed her face. The fresh taste immediately touched the smooth surface of the skin on his face. His eyes then glued to the mirror in front of him.

Hhh... Why is this feeling always present when meeting with him. Why is this taste still entangling strong. Shut up and shackle!

O Rabb, if he is not the best for the world and my heart, please make this taste better... Let him stay away ...

Naya rubbed her face a few times before reassembling her summer blue niqab, matching her current hijab.

After finishing with her appearance, Naya moved her hand around and pulled the door handle.

"Why play cat-kissing earlier. Want to be a real cat, you?!"

Naya stunned. His footsteps stopped instantly. His head turned to form a blunt angle.

From the tip of her eyes Naya caught a towering body, leaning back casually with both hands inserted into her tuxedo side pocket.

Naya took a long breath. Close your eyes for a moment, then turn your body back and move your legs.

Just a few steps away, his arm was forcefully blocked.

"Where are you?!" Kei voiced out with intimidation.

"Whether you move from here, then make sure the program will stop today!"

To be continued