The End of the Wing Miss
THE AA? Azki Abraham! (Part 1)

Kuala Lumpur, at 11.10 p.m.

Opening his eyes slowly, Kei peeked at the beautiful girl sleeping right beside him. Eyelids tightly clenched with regular-sounding breath indicated the girl had fallen asleep.

Kei stared at the beauty in front of him for a moment. A clean white face with smooth skin, her tiny nose perched proportionately. His eyelashes are long and naturally pliable with neatly arranged black eyebrows.

Kei's gaze dropped, stopping at his tiny lips as well. Lips are lately like a river of honey for Kei, opium gulp sweet that is always able to make lena but not to intoxicating.

Kei's gaze continued to move down, perched on the neck of the open level perfectly because his sleeveless nightgown was only refuted by two small straps on the shoulders.

Kei's eyes continued to move towards the front below Naya's neck, as his hands stretched out to touch the twin of hills, the frontal lobe in Kei's cerebrum immediately sends a strong control signal.

No, bro! Tonight hasn't been your night, yet! It's not your night!

Kei tightly squeezed his hair while closing his eyes, tightly. Sighing deeply and exhaling back a little harshly. Patience, bro!

Kei re-opened his eyes while slightly bringing his body closer to Naya who remained asleep in the deep.

Kei smiled slightly as Naya's subtle snoring lay in his hearing.

Honey, you stay a while, okay? There's something you have to do.

After leaving a trace of affection on the wife's forehead, Kei rose carefully so as not to disturb the queen's sleep.

After wearing his black leather jacket, Kei immediately grabbed the keys to his RC213V-S motorcycle hanging behind the jacket he had just worn.

Stepping slowly so as not to leave a sound, Kei moved towards the exit of the room. Just opening the door, a beautiful middle-aged female figure was already standing there. Like intentionally waiting for Kei.

"Mama?!"

"We need to talk!" Mrs Sri Latifah precedes Kei's step down the stairs to the lower floor.

Kei glanced at Rollex in his left hand. At 11.25 p.m. He only has about half an hour left to be in time!

Kei sat on the sofa, across from the mama, which was limited only by a small table.

Puan Sri looked at the long and sticky of his only son. There was a pain that was afflicting him. The report from his fieldman just now had a little bit of a distraction to his mind.

His maternal instinct moves faster than his rational sense.

Sighing a little longer, Puan Sri looked back at Kei who was also staring at him.

Two gazes with almost the same luminescence met. The long-shackled longs, suddenly jerking, shatter the twists and turns of the chains of ego and I-I-ness.

I don't know who started first, the two mothers and the child have been united in the deckap haru.

Kei with a position of rest, sitting on the floor, his head fell on the lap of the mother.

Ms. Sri Latifah rubbed the head warmly of the son. A while the two dissolved, silent in silence.

"Mama, don't be so sorry. I know what should I do." Kei looked up his head, looked at the mama, trying to convince her.

Mrs Sri gasped! Looked at Kei more deeply. His eyes narrowed slightly with brows that were clutched.

Kei smiled slightly, catching the surprise of the mother.

" yes. Don't take too hard the reports of Mama's people. Everything has been calculated by Kei mature. Most importantly, please give Mama's sincere blessing to Kei and Naya. Pray for the best for us, then whatever obstacles are out there won't mean anything to Kei." Kei continued firmly and without the slightest hesitation.

Ms. Sri Latifah began to display her calm face listening to the confident sentences of her son.

It turns out that it was true what the old people said. For a mother, her sons and daughters never become adults, they are still considered children who are always guarded and defended, no matter how old the children are!

Kei rose from his crevice. Squatting for a moment by holding the hand of the mother, then carrying the hand to her forehead and kissed him reverently.

"Mom, once more ... Ask for your apology. Apologize me for all have happened in the past, please? Mama's forgiveness and blessing are Kei's source of strength" Kei pleaded.

Puan Sri stared fixedly at the son, the only son of his wayang now after the departure of Ken more than five years ago. A boy who has been missing for years. Hoping that one day a miracle would happen to him, where the son would be present without being asked. Come with all his regrets. Has that moment arrived???

"Mama has forgiven you, even long ago again," replied Mrs Sri half in a whisper.

Pulling his hand from Kei's grasp, Puan Sri directed her hand towards Kei's back. Swiping lovingly a mother.

Kei looked back at his face, looked at the late mama and clingy. Two happy twinkle meet.

"Thank you so much, Mama. Thank you for so much!" said Kei.

Slowly getting up to stand up, then slightly bowing his body, Kei re-enjoiced the mother.

"Let's go for a minute, Mama. There's something Kei needs to do. Kei Naya's. If he wakes up and asks Kei, just say Kei has a little work with Andrian," said Kei as he turned his body.

"Take care! You must return before dawn! Don't make Naya anxious" Pinta Puan Sri.

For some reason, his anxiety grew even more now that Kei had left.

Mrs Sri escorted Kei to the front door. The woman had not left until the motor driven by the son moved towards the gate of their house and then disappeared on the contrary.

Meanwhile Kei drove his RC213V-S motorcycle, with maximum speed. The type of motor racing version of the highway from Repsol Honda was winding down the streets of Kuala Lumpur which was still crowded by the flow of traffic and nightlife.

Before leaving, Kei had a glance at the time indicator in his left hand and he only had about 10 minutes before 12:00 p.m.

Kei slightly slowed down his bike as he entered the parking lot of a nightclub.

Shortly after turning off his motorbike, Kei circulated his gaze around the club's parking area. Kei scanned every corner to make sure his arrival was clear of the stalker.

Kei stepped slowly, every step of his steps full of calculations, avoiding the front cctv club camera capture.

Kei continued to swing his steps for sure, as he almost arrived in front of the club entrance, Kei turned to follow the arrow heading towards the side toilet.

It wasn't the toilet that Kei was aiming for, but the tall, well-built man walked down a small alley beside the toilet.

Leisurely walking for about two minutes, Kei arrived in front of a sizable barbershop with the inscription K2N's Barbershop above the wide-open entrance.

A middle-aged man immediately welcomed Kei's arrival.

"Night, uncle. Still a lot of it?" Kei first greeted the middle-aged man after his gaze caught the activity of the workers who were busy serving customers.

"Alhamdulillah, sir. Little's sustenance seemed to be," he replied which Kei immediately greeted with a frown on his forehead.

"Little one??" Kei still frowned.

"He.he... Aye, sir. Just born two months ago," he continued with a funny grin.

"Oh, iye to? Congratulations, missus! Which one to ..?"

"He.he... Eight, sir." Still with his funny grin.

"Really's?! Make the ninth, huh? For odd! H.ha.ha.a..." Kei chuckled as he patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and continued walking towards a door with the inscription "warehouse" in front of him.

Entering the room, Kei saw many old chairs and tables that were unused. Some worn hair trim fixtures are also scattered.

Kei continued to step, until he reached a staircase leading to the basement left right covered with steel walls with dim lighting.

After passing through the passage about fifty meters away, Kei arrived at a very spacious room with bright lighting. Looks a room that is neatly arranged, equipped with a variety of furniture like a room in a house.

Some men seem to be busy with their own activities. There are those who sit on the sofa, lesehan on the floor and there are even those who spend time playing games. Their average age is similar to Kei.

"Hi, bro! Finally came too. You're three minutes late from our deal! It's hard to get out of the virgin's room, huh?! H.ha.ha.." A man who was sitting on the sofa immediately greeted Kei with a typical joke of men.

"It's not hard to get out, but it's hard to get in, bro! The swamp! .he..ha...!" Another one that was running around playing games on the floor, the crazier Kei was.

Andrian who was sitting at the other end of the sofa just smiled thinly with a face made as serious as possible.

"Ah, you all, stop that! Don't talk about going in and out, or going out like that! Poor, Kei! Allowed to sleep in the same bed alone, he had already profited a lot! You, you don't like to know je, still fasting him! Can't open yet! H...ha.ha..!" Andrian pulled out the loudest ripples that filled the entire room.

Kei tightened his jaw. His black eyes are getting darker. His sharp gaze drew Andrian. Andrian pretended not to see it. When else can win from Kei, the cousin and big boss in his office.

Kei tightened his grip on the motor key in his hand. Then in just a matter of se per few seconds, it had already shot out like an arrow from his bow.

Andrian gasped, despite preparing himself for the sudden attack from the cousin who deliberately provoked him, but still his hand shook strongly when Kei motor keys right perched in the palm of his hand.

"Wow! Six billions, men! When else can you get RC213V-S, free from bigg boss, right?! H.ha.ha.ha..." Andrian still chuckled while still tightly grasping Kei motorbike keys in his hands that felt numb.

"Ck! You two haven't changed!" A man with an oriental face who looked the most 'calm' among them, advanced in front of Kei while extending his hand.

"How's life, bro? Long time no see, you shine even more!" continued.

Kei smiled warmly welcoming the hand of the oriental-faced man. Warmly embracing each other, as if nothing had happened just now.

Seeing the state that had begun to melt, one by one they embraced each other with their typical greetings, pitting fists that were clenched firmly. Andrian was no exception, Kei's cousin and assistant trust forward held out Kei's motor key again.

"Gue pity you, if you have to walk home. Could-can loe nyampe when press conference tomorrow, bro! The AA's gonna win a lot!" Whisper Andrian with his smile.

Kei's eyes immediately lit up when he heard Andrian say the name that some days always managed to inflame the embers in his chest.

THE AA! Azki Abraham!

Anybody know?

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To be continued

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