The End of the Wing Miss
The Fight Has Begun

Kei stared at the number nanar on his screen right now. His throat is a little choked.

It's nothing, it's just that Kei feels new on going building a better relationship with Naya, the dearest daughter-in-law of the person who's in the line of call.

If now he has to 'mistribute' again with the Mama, Kei believes his wife will be increasingly uncomfortable or even more illfeel with him. And Kei, of course, wouldn't take that risk!

Sighing his long breath, Kei slowly Kei touched the "Reject" button". The man then put the device in his leather jacket pocket.

"Yuk, up. Kei extended his hand at Naya who welcomed a little hesitation.

"Why?" Kei narrowed his eyes.

"Nw ... No pa pa, but Nay sat next to her, huh?"

"Nope! You want to fall, what?!" Kei showed his dislike of Naya's request with his slightly raised tone.

Oh Allah... Why else, anyway?! How is moody so? Sweet talk, just shut up again!

Naya rolled her eyeballs lazily, but unobtrusively she climbed up also behind Kei.

Kei's lips curved up small, forming a faint smile.

"Get, don't go far! Hold her!" Command after command slid free of obstruction from his mouth.

Naya. The more his lips.

Ish ... Bikin ses bin se ...

"Neither do it, do not be so happy! Your husband, this! You're not afraid of sin?!" Sentence after sentence Kei was increasingly sounding annoying in Naya's ears.

Yee, I'm husband! Know sin! Just realized that, husband? The sins are piled up, huh!

"Do not apologize many times, you are the one who still does not want to forgive Brother."

Oh Allah ... How does he know everything that comes to his head and heart, anyway?

"Yes you know, the soulmate is sharing the heart, sharing the taste ..." Kei smiled broadly at hearing his own words.

Then the man gently pulled the hand of the wife who was holding the tip of her jacket, still reluctant to hold on to Kei's waist.

Grasping firmly Naya's delicate hand, Kei smiled while remaining focused with the street in front of him.

Occasionally braking suddenly, Kei let out a smirk smile as the shocked Naya instantly tightened her circle of hands on the man's waist.

...*****...

Meanwhile in a city park ...

A beautiful woman with brownish-black waist hair was sitting on a garden chair.

From behind his black glasses, the corner of his eyes occasionally glanced towards the garden gate in front of him. It looks like he's waiting for someone.

Slowly his eyes stared fixedly at the beautiful circular luxury watch on his right wrist. At 09.45 WIB. It was already fifteen minutes past the schedule they agreed on.

"Dar, sweety. You look so awesome today! You look so awesome today, especially with that hair. Where do you get it from, mhem ...?" The tall, well-built man who had just arrived was directly occupying the garden chair that turned his back on the woman.

"No ... No! No need to turn around. Just listen to me! Just listen to it! It's ten o'clock from your seat, you little salesman, that's what your husband sent you."

The beautiful woman took a quick glance while putting the device in her ear, as if she was calling someone.

"One more, three o'clock from your current position. The girl dressed in the school uniform, it's the 'messenger' of your in-laws, Mrs Sri Latifah!"

Huh, in-law! He never recognized me as his son-in-law!

"That's all I can recognize, I don't know for sure how many they actually are. Because during the trip here alone, I also felt stalked. So enough, this is our last meeting in an open space like this. I don't want to take any more chances."

The woman sitting behind him was silent, without giving a meaningful response. Only his fingers were perfectly clenched.

"Well, where's the stuff I asked for. You brought it, right? Just put it on the side of your seat, I'll take it."

The woman placed the newspaper on the right side of her seat after previously inserting something between the folds of the newspaper.

Taking the contents in the folds of the newspaper, the man immediately opened an envelope of light brown.

"What a hell! Is this all you can get?! How do your people work in the field?! If it's just something like this, my men can get a thousand similar photos!"

"Yes! I am also very disappointed! But how else?! There were always people who were blocking my men from getting close to them. But you don't have to worry, my man is still following them. Then what about the social media footprint of the pretentious, sok alim woman? What did you get?"

"Nothing! She is very clean! I didn't find any data we could play with! Mrs Sri Latifah protected her so perfectly!"

"Don't mention the old woman's name in front of me anymore! Just hearing his name made me feel like I was going to throw up! Huek ...!"

"Hc ... Ha ... Ha ... But when you hear the name of the crown's son you seem to float, right? Especially when you are near him, you feel like you are in heaven?! Even though you can never have it completely! Ha ... Ha ... Uh.huh..."

"Don't be insolent! Keep limits!" The beautiful woman immediately got up from her seat, stepping quickly leaving the adult man behind her who was still laughing freely.

...*****...

Naya reached out her hand touching the water ripples in front of her. Lake Maninjau. The cold immediately rushed his fingers playing in the lake water.

Enjoying the beauty of the expanse of the lake before him, and finally dissolving in its beauty, Naya smiled.

True said Hamka's buya, the great cleric Minang Kabau worldwide, "Many countries that I came to, but no one seelok my country Maninjau."

Smiling again, now Naya's two tiny hands dipped perfectly, playing in the ripples and waves of lake water that pulled over alternately.

Kei smiled slightly as his camera did not stop snapping candid photos of the beautiful girl in front of him.

There is always a moment that Kei managed to capture so epic, not only with the camera in his device, but also with the eyes of his body and eyes of his soul.

When Naya opened the niqab, then washed her face with crystal clear lake water. His movements turned into a slowmo in Kei's view capture.

Or the moment when Puan Sri Latifah's favorite son-in-law rose from his squatting seat, then raised his gaze far into the middle of the lake. Her eyes blinked a few times.

Kei felt his pulse and heartbeat fuse together in a chest thump that called for love.

Kei shook his head strongly. Crazy one! I've fallen too deep in its charm!

Kei, who was enjoying the beauty of walking in front of him, was surprised to feel the brief vibrations of the device in his grasp.

We saw several messages coming in from different numbers.

Kei accidentally opened a message from Andrian, the assistant.

"Sorry, boss. I was busy 'cleaning' a lot of mess that bule you wife made. But everything is okay. They have been settled all. Sorry don't pick up call you."

Kei switched his finger to touch another message from a number he already knew very well, albeit without an identity there.

"Don't be overconfident, I don't want to talk to you. I need to talk to my daughter in law. So please, hand over your phone to I's daughter-in-law. Okay? Do you understand me?"

...__________*****__________...

To be continued

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