Don't despise my Shortcomings
Sifa the Pekanakan Afifa

After Sam came home, and Naqi made sure to lock all the doors and windows, now Naqi headed for his room, he was also so tired that he wanted to lay down his body, and wade through a beautiful dream. Naqi opened the door, she saw Cyra sleeping on her side.

Naqi approached, watching every inch of Cyra's beautiful face. Naqi admitted that Cyra is indeed beautiful, as if the measure God created for her face really fits. If Cyra had no shortage of hair, it was certain that she would be a woman loved by many men.

Naqi was convinced that the perpetrator of the violence against Cyra was his family. For his motives Naqi would slowly find out by scraping from Cyra.

After being satisfied to look at Cyra, Naqi went to the bathroom to purge her body, and continued to sleep.

Naqi slept one bed with Cyra, before closing her eyes Naqi glanced back at Cyra. "The poor girl." again Naqi pity every look at Cyra. Naqi did not love Cyra, even they would get divorced after she became the heir to the estate and grandfather's company, but Naqi could not bear to treat Cyra harshly.

Naqi closed her eyes as she faced Cyra.

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Meanwhile, at Cyra's house.

After Cyra's wedding, she was sulking, angry, upset, and disappointed with her papa. Why did her papa match Cyra with Naqi, a handsome, rich man that made Afifah jealous of Cyra's fate.

Afifah locked himself in his room.

"Honey come dong, you can not be angry so, sorry papah well, papah also do not know if Naqi will give a fantastic dowry for Cyra. If we had known that much dowry, Mamah would have chosen you as Naqi's wife." Mamah Daima tried to persuade Fifah not to get angry again, and wanted to eat. They were worried that Fifah would get sick because he had not eaten.

"No, I don't want Fifah to be angry with Papah." Afifah shouted and cried loudly.

This made Mamah Daima more anxious, he also urged his employees to seduce Fifah to open the door of his room. So did Mr. Kifayat, increasingly feeling guilty, because his favorite child was angry with him.

Had it not been for the fantastic dowry and the beautiful face of Naqi, Afifah would not have done such a deed. Instead Fifa will laugh at the fate of Cyra.

I don't know when Fifah will go on a hunger strike and lock himself in his room. What Fifah thought with her sulking and angry, Naqi and Cyra's marriage would be annulled. Naqi then married Fifah. What a ridiculous thought. Because it is too pampered so that when his desire is not done he will do something that troubles many people. Because of the childish actions of Afifa, now all affected. Maids and other workers were not allowed to rest before Afifah opened its doors.

Even though all the efforts have been taken, it seems that Afifah has not yet opened the door. It made her papa even more worried, until they decided to break down the door of her room.

After breaking down the door of Afifah's room is now crying in the arms of Mamah Ima. Mr. Kifayat did not have the heart to see his beloved son sad like that.

"Father sorry dear, papah promised to find you a rich soul mate and also no less handsome than Naqi" said papah, clenching his handle in front of the chest.

Afifa who heard the words of her papa stopped her crying. "Who promised?" fifah asked with a voice that was still cut off because of the rest of her crying.

"Yes Papah promised, your soul mate will be richer and more handsome," now papah is no longer anxious, because of the whereabouts of Afifah his favorite child.

His task now is to find a future husband for Afifah, of course, who is rich and also handsome according to the wishes of Fifah.

After being promised to get married soon and of course with a person who is richer and more handsome than Cyra's husband, now Fifah also wants to eat. Papah and mamah who saw it had calmed down, because his favorite child was not angry anymore.

The Naqi house...

Cyra woke up when the morning Adhan reverberated, the habit in his papahn house he would wake up early to help the maids prepare breakfast and beberes the whole house.

Cyra is shocked to find that she slept in one bed with Naqi. He thought Naqi would be angry to see Cyra sleeping in her bed. It turned out that again Cyra's estimation was wrong, Naqi didn't even matter if he slept in his bed, and it was even more fun that Naqi didn't mind when he had to part-divide his bed with Cyra. Cyra noticed the handsome face of her husband, he was very lucky besides handsome Naqi was also a good figure. Cyra hopes her wedding will bring her happiness she never had before.

Cyra woke up from her sleep slowly, so as not to disturb Naqi who was still fast asleep. He cleansed his body and carried out his duties as a Muslim. After that he went downstairs to prepare breakfast for her and Naqi.

In the kitchen Cyra did not find any ingredients that he could process, there was no spice to cook.

"Geez why there are no ingredients for me to cook and not even spices to cook." murmured Cyra, she was confused about what to prepare for her husband.

Because there is no material that he will cook, Cyra finally chose to tidy up Naqi's house, from wiping all the items displayed in the corner of the closet, and finally, sweeping and mopping up all Cyra did until Naqi's house was completely clean.

at seven Naqi woke up, he saw that there was no Cyra, even the bed was tidy.

Naqi searches for Cyra, worried that something might happen to his wife. Naqi went to the bathroom, it didn't exist. Then Naqi went downstairs and saw Cyra tidying up the kitchen.

"What are you doing, Cyra?" asked Naqi who saw Cyra wiping the dishes and the glass.

"Oh, you're awake, I'm cleaning the kitchen, wiping the tools for eating so that later when used is clean. Sorry sir I didn't even prepare breakfast for you, here there are no cooking ingredients that I can process so this morning I don't cook." explained Cyra as she lowered her head. He was afraid that Naqi would get angry because there was no food to eat.

"Why did you do all that? Even your body is still sick. You do not have to bother preparing meals and cleaning up, so there will be people who help here. You take a break, I don't want you to die because I let you work when you're still sick" Naqi said, not liking Cyra to do homework.

"Your Master doesn't have to worry about me that way, maybe you don't know my wounds are just minor injuries. It's still far from the heart so I won't die from this wound." - Cyra, feeling that Naqi was too much to worry about.

"Staying later if your wounds do not heal, I am also bothered," great-grandson Naqi did not want his words to be denied.

"Yes, yes, I do not continue the work anymore, but this brother well, the responsibility of staying a few more dishes that have not been wiped," said Cyra while laughing with anxiety Naqi.

"As far as you're concerned, you stubborn bastard!" sumbang Naqi, then he returned to his room and would clean his body, before taking Cyra for breakfast outside and continued to work in his grandfather's office.

Cyra seemed to be smiling happily "It turns out you're a good man Sir, what might he be the one whom God sent to take care of me." Cyra's inner happy, only this time he got a sweet treatment. He would usually be scolded for not working. Precisely this time he was scolded for work, reverse comparison with the treatment of his papa.

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