The End of the Wing Miss
Is It a High Time?

"Let Brother tell you, come with Brother!" Kei who was already there immediately grabbed the device that Noura had thrust, while his right hand

gently hold the wife's arm.

Naya still has no idea what really happened, but the girl follows along when Kei then leads her out of the kitchen.

Just walking a few steps, Kei and Naya were stopped by a loud voice with a loud enough cry.

"Woi, Om! My phone is! I'm mo school, here... If mo minjam, you may, but do not take long and do not forget the rent, yes?!" noura yelled as she put her index finger together with her thumb, hinting at the money.

"Noura?!" Tek Za again raised his voice with eyes that highlighted the princess, sharp.

"He.he... Just kidding! Peace, Mother! Peace...!"'s search...!" Naya grimaced slightly while lifting her index and middle fingers.

"Eits, sorry! Brother forgot. Here, your phone, Ra!" Kei walked up to Noura while handing over the girl's device.

"Other times if you give me a report, go straight to the big brother, not to the leader of the team, huh?" Kei whispered softly by raising his eyebrows.

"Report?! The flag ceremony! No way!" Naya also whispered, slowly but under pressure.

"Why? We're still cs, right?" Kei was still whispering.

"Nope! I am now cs-an sama uni aja. Says kak Ifah and nek Sya overnight, cs-an sama uni is more profitable because there is Puan Sri. His grandmother more. So, former drug cs..." Noura whispered again as she waved her hand and passed after taking her gawai from Kei's hand.

Naya just smiled slightly looking at the interaction of the two. Earlier this morning after the dawn prayer, when the fathers had not returned from Surau, he had succeeded in learning even though only a little from Noura.

Naya tried to find out about what and how Kei during these years when visiting Batusangkar.

Apparently, despite losing contact with Naya who was completing her studies in France, Kei opened a taps of friendship with the Za tek family and kept it in touch with them.

"Udah, don't smile, that is! You've managed to influence and attract the best allies, brother!" Kei again pulled Naya's arm, taking her through the side porch door.

Naya simply responded with a smile. He was still wondering where the man would take him.

When out of the yard next to Za tek house, passing through a hallway overgrown with a variety of flowers, plants creeping on his left right, Naya began to squint.

"Where are we?" Naya began to express her curiosity.

"Look at it, later!" Kei is still a riddle.

Finally they arrived at the courtyard of a two-story, Mediterranean-style house, typical of the houses Naya had seen when she visited Turkey two years ago.

It looks magnificent with several large pillars standing firmly on the front of the house. The dominance of white paint further adds to the impression of luxury created.

Naya turned her gaze to Kei who was also looking at him deeply.

There was a disguised smile on his masculine face, but still the sturdy man could not hide the agitated glow in his eyes.

Naya smiled wryly. He was more and more convinced, there was something that the man in front of him was worshipping.

"What you need to know said Nay, let's say," he said.

"Hey, we're not going to talk about home pages like this, just enter the house ..."

"Nope! Nay doesn't know whose house he's got, does he? Don't you come in and in?!" cut sarcas.

Kei smiled slightly. Without cutting off his gaze from the brown bead in front of him, Kei warmly grasped the wife's two hands.

"Don't say that, please? Sorry, you know Brother is wrong, because it is not to know Nay about the house, nih ... This is our home" whispered Kei flatly.

"Sorry??? Brother, Nay's not too upset about the house!" Naya deliberately emphasized on two words, not valid.

"Okay, Brother's cell phone in the house. We're in, huh?" Kei still persuaded slowly.

Then disregarding the girl's expression of rejection, Kei just pulled Naya's hand back, entering the house.

"Wait for the shock, the phone is upstairs" Kei said as he led Naya to sit on the sofa.

Then without waiting for Naya's reply, Kei rushed up the stairs to the second floor.

Soon, Kei was back with the device in his hand.

Directly taking a sitting position on the same sofa occupied by the wife, Kei grabbed both hands of Naya.

"Abang had absolutely no intention of hiding anything from Nay," Kei said softly as he looked at Naya.

"Abang just no son, all kinds of problems nih add to the burden of Nay's mind. The cause of all these problems is Brother, so Brother will solve them one by one!" kei continued without cutting his eyes.

Naya was still speechless, trying to digest the sentence after sentence that came out of Kei's mouth.

"Abang only asked for one thing from Nay, please trust Brother! Whatever step you will take, is your effort to fix everything. Brother is trying to make up for all of your past mistakes. Please trust me! I will do my best for you, for us!" Kei tried to convince Naya through her words and eyes.

Naya flinching! Even when Kei extended his gawai in front of the girl, Naya was still silent. His eyes only stared at the rectangular object without touching it.

I don't know. Is it a time? A high time? There's a worry about knowing the truth going on out there. There is a feeling of anxiety if he turns out to be unable to face the real reality.

For some reason, the self-defense fort he had built for some time, seemed to be about to collapse.

In fact, five years he has convinced himself that he is able to hold his head when one day meet Kei and Nadia, preparing to accept all the worst possibilities.

But for some reason, his association with Kei for these few days was like crippling his sanity, tearing down his stronghold of defense.

He was no longer steadfast in his promise to ask for his release from the man. Instead, Naya is getting twisted, shackled by the charm of a Kei Hasan!

How not? He had always been flattered by Kei's treatment these few days. Blushed by the man's plea. You idiot! Rutuknya himself.

...*****...

Jakarta, at 08.10 WIB, in a luxury housing estate.

"Shii-ttt! Damm it!! Why do I always lose a step from him?!" Nadia clutched a strong can of fizzy drink in her hand.

His blue eyes lit up with a trembling body resisting the emotional turmoil that had ignited into the crown. His chest rumbled in a wave of taste.

Intention to gain public sympathy by disclosing all evidence of the husband's affair. In fact, he was willing to pay for a photo without the niqab Naya obtained from someone without an identity.

But what does he get now? Even though a few minutes last night he had felt the upper hand because the video he uploaded received a positive response and widespread support from his fans.

But unfortunately, in just a few minutes the video disappeared from circulation. Even all his sosmed accounts were instantly inaccessible, hit by a hack.

And the most painful and shameful thing for a Nadia Jefferson, just a few minutes ago Kei Hasan, the husband, through his assistant Andrian, spread a clarifying video, he said, countering all the issues that spread widely in the community in recent days, including refuting Nadia's video upload last night.

Kei hints that he and Naya are ready to go public!

..._________*****_________...

To be continued

Thank God, I can finally take it again... If yesterday Kei who promised to repay one by one, now I'm the one who wrote the promise to be able to continue to install.

So, please do'a from all the friends, yes...