The End of the Wing Miss
The Seconds to Go Public

"After the completion of all the events here, later in the afternoon we return to KL to prepare for the press conference, tomorrow morning!"

Yuk!!! What's?!

Naya chokes, but has not drunk and eaten anything. The girl raised her face, looking questioningly at Tek Za who was sitting right opposite her.

"Yes, today we will hold an event, manaiki jo badu'a house thanksgiving saketek (climbing or entering a new house and do'a small thanksgiving). We will mamangia urang kampuang (invite orally the neighbors and the people of sekampung), as well as large family gatherings. Etek wants to officially introduce Kei and his family to our friends here. Especially you, the people here don't know you yet." Tek Za explained accompanied by a smile that adorned the beautiful face of his mother.

"Even they know Kei better than you," continued Tek Za while glancing at Kei who was listening to their conversation carefully. Sometimes his gaze also turned to Naya.

"Yes, later Ngah Zainal sir and the extended family of Zain's late father will also be present. You have contacted them. But good, before they come here later in the afternoon, you and Kei who first visit there after breakfast, huh?" Mr. etek Rul chimed in.

"Come, as a sign that Nay returned home, so pai manjalang ka bako house (go to visit the father's family home, a tradition in the Minang community during the day or return from the region). Later etek who will accompany you and Kei visit there." Terang tek Za's.

"Yes. Okay, tek." Naya assented while nodding her head.

For this girl there are many things to be grateful for. Being able to go home and trace the country of the birth of Zain's father and Mother Colored is one of immeasurable favors. Many years of longing, finally that day came.

Kei and his family's relationship has begun to melt, especially with the in-laws, Puan Sri Latifah. The hope held on his shoulders by three different generations of women in the Kei family towards him, the grandmother of Sharifah, Puan Sri Latifah and the brother of Afifah.

Naya smiled faintly. Raising her head slightly, the girl glanced at the people who had just been present in the trajectory of her mind. Thank God, he said in his heart.

When he raised his head again, Naya's eyes immediately turned to a pair of eyes that turned out to be looking at him deeply and closely. A smile adorned his masculine face, even glowing to his eyes. Kei!

The man sitting beside Za's left tek had still not severed his gaze, so Naya immediately lowered her gaze. How not? Kei blinked his eyes with a slightly mischievous expression. Ish whatan, anyway? Kang mode this one needs to be grateful also no, anyway???

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"Tonight at 00:00 we gather at camp! Make sure everything is present!"

" ..... "

"Yes, off Maghrib nih, I went straight to KL."

" ..... ?"

"Sure! Keep watching on them! Whatever their movements, report it immediately! I don't want any more help like in Rhu Bay yesterday. My wife's life is at stake!"

" ..... "

"See you ton!" Kei instantly disconnected his call upon hearing footsteps approaching his current place.

Standing on the balcony of the room with his back to the entrance, from the natural aroma that is out and caught by his smell, he said, Kei firmly believed that the one who had just entered the room and was heading towards where he was standing right now was Naya, the wife.

Kei instantly turned his body and greeted Naya's presence.

Her beautiful face looks cloudy. The silence was clearly in his eyes.

"Why? Still not sure, want to return KL? Nay still wants another night here?" Kei's questions welcomed the wife's arrival.

"Press conference tomorrow at 10:00 am, means still overtaken to leave for KL around 7 tomorrow morning. So if Nay still wants to be here tonight, nothing. Brother will ask Mama to postpone the return schedule until tomorrow morning." Kei again tried to convince Naya.

"No! It's not a matter of KL's return schedule, but ..." There was doubt in the girl's clear eyes to continue her sentence.

"Nay just ..." Still hesitating to continue his sentence, the girl looked at the husband a little longer. Before finally continuing his sentence.

"Are you sure to do this?! Are you sure that you made the decision of your people without involving Nay??? Is Nay's voice not needed sa...!" Naya's protest sentence was interrupted by Kei's index finger that had already perched on her lips.

"No, honey! Don't say that! Okay, don't go on anymore. Let me explain!" Refute Kei firmly.

His hand guided the wife, slowly stepping towards the bed that was right in the middle of the room room.

Holding Naya by the bedside, Kei then sat crouching down. His hands tightly clasped Naya's two tiny hands.

"Darling... First, if dearly ask your belief, then at this moment you say that Brother is very, very sure. So, dear there is no need to doubt the belief of brother. I am absolutely sure!" Kei tried to convince Naya through her fixed eyes looking at the girl.

"Secondly, this is not the decision of your brother, but the result of a two-family agreement. We sat together, talking about a lot of things. They doubted Abang's sincerity towards affection, demanding that Brother show commitment. So, this is one form of commitment Brother, announcing our marriage officially in public!"

Naya was still silent, listening to the explanation of the man who was sitting crouching before her.

"Sorry, Abang did not ask for Nay's opinion because for Abang, telling our marriage to the public is a commitment of Brother, one of the forms of your heart's determination to improve everything. But if it turns out that this step made Nay uncomfortable, feeling ignored, again Brother apologized. I'm sorry that you didn't ask Nay. But one thing's for sure, whatever you do is for Nay, for us!" kei concluded firmly.

"So, please ... Don't doubt you, okay?!" Kei gently squeezed the hand of the wife who was still in his grasp, trying to channel the belief through his grasp.

"Now we're down. Everything must have been waiting. Brother is afraid, the longer here, you can be caliph. Except ..." Kei deliberately paused his sentence with a seductive look.

"Unless Nay does want Abang's error." Kei continued to whisper mischievously.

Naya rounded her eyes as she quickly pulled her two hands that were still in Kei's firm grasp.

Kei smiled. Letting that tiny hand slip from his grasp. Rising up slowly, he tells Naya to leave the master bedroom in their new home.

Naya only complies as Kei leads her to the exit of the room. A few more steps would arrive at the door, but Kei turned his body.

Kei's sudden movements couldn't be properly replaced by Naya's. The girl hit hard the sturdy body in front of him. Naya's tiny nose right touched the chest of the field clad in a black body fit shirt that Kei wore.

Kei smiled meaningfully. While slightly bowing his head, the man then touched the wife's tiny chin.

Kei put on that pretty face. Staring at him fixedly, right on Naya's chocolate bead.

"Give me a little sweet moment in here, please? An unforgettable moment!"

Without waiting for the wife's answer, Kei immediately put his lips on the half-open petals of Naya's red rose.

The next second is a blessed time, tasting sweet honey in a kosher cup of kabul.

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To be continued

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