Don't despise my Shortcomings
Gathering

Meta who heard Cyra's words was surprised, he actually understood the direction of Cyra's conversation, but Meta did not think that Naqi would do that, no way Naqi would be willing to leave Cyra for other women. That's about what Meta had in mind.

Because Meta knew for the past five months Naqi showed a very protective nature of Cyra, not only that Naqi also always manifested what Cyra wanted. Meta thinks that the quarrel yesterday will improve, but Meta is wrong precisely Naqi increasingly makes Cyra disappointed.

"You mean what the hell is cin? Now Naqi chose her lover? Then will your relationship with Naqi end just like that?" ask Meta was surprised, well very surprised of course. Though Meta sees there is love in the eyes of Naqi to Cyra, but the facts are different.

Meta shows the difference by looking at the reaction of Fifah, which he actually supports with his divorce from the husband of Fifah. When you hear the word divorce between Naqi and Cyra as if there is a heart that is not sincere.

"Udah you don't have to answer first, we just talk at home. Finally Meta drove his vehicle to leave Latif's grandfather's palace and drove towards Mpok Mia's modest house.

As when leaving, Meta went home faster than usual schedule. Well because of the low night conditions so that he can add to his car song.

Once at home, Meta goes straight to the kitchen to make Cyra a warm tea, to warm her body and her mind.

Cyra was very curious about the figure of the woman that Meta told me about this afternoon. Cyra gave her a look. There doesn't seem to be any woman.

"Drink first the tea, let you relax and get the stories." Meta offered Cyra a glass of warm tea and a cup of warm coffee for her.

"Met, this afternoon you said that you were helping a woman who was experiencing violence from her husband, now where is she and what is her condition?" ask Cyra the feeling. Because he used to also experience violence only the difference if he did his own papa. If this woman is her husband. Cyra was at least a little bit grateful that Naqi had never injured her. Naqi was always gentle even though she had both hurt Cyra as well as just different ways of hurting her. But it turns out that being hurt by the battery is also very unpleasant even everything feels not okay.

"Oh.. was in the room he was resting, and all the evidence we had left to throw the ben-cong men into the BUI. You do not want to be Papih soon, I'm going to be Papih" said Meta with enthusiasm.

"Well..." Cyra looked surprised not to know the meaning of Meta's talk. "You're Papih, who's the same?" cyra asked spontaneously, that was all she thought, representing a very disturbing question.

"Ist. you mah cin, I'm not ngadon but the girl I helped was pregnant again and only one month. You see the appearance of I'm something strange?" ask Meta with a face showing happiness.

Cyra observes Meta from top to bottom, back to top. "Feel feelings ajat Met." Cyra found no difference in Meta's body.

"Ish... You try to see I'm sleeping clothes!" Meta still does not want to give up testing Cyra that she is different tonight.

Ok, Cyra again observed Meta, indeed he was also curious.

"What the hell is Met, as usual, anyway you if about what color do you wear the color of the shirt, even a strange model you wear, anyway, which only pants one inch from the thigh even the chest to the end of your usual dead," snorted Cyra who knew that the taste of Meta clothes is unique, but strangely many imitate.

"This is you know, right?" Meta raised both hands up, which this time Cyra immediately laughed loosely.

Haha....

Haha....

"Since when have you had gini-rich clothing?" Well, this time Cyra understands the purpose of Meta. Where it is very visible turns out that the clothes that Meta wears are small even when Meta lifts his two hands up his clothes raised up to the top of his navel. Cyra laughed out of it.

"Yes this is because I make this dress. I came home from the hospital on purpose to buy it for him, but instead he asked me to wear it. You know cin, I'm gonna sit up like a narrow make-back. I'm afraid these torn pants fit I'm sitting. Horrified torn at the back, where if sitting I'm bird feels in rem'as-rem'as pain cin." Meta whispers. Which actually makes Cyra laugh more cheerfully, he even holds his stomach that hurts from laughing continuously with the Meta story.

"Prepare to meet Met, bumil tell you to use transparent lingering." Cyra laughs more and more amusedly where he imagines Meta wearing a transparent lingeri that he saw a few days ago in the Mall which is deliberately installed on the mannequin statue.

"You mah cin, don't deliberately want to scare I'm rich that way." Meta patted Cyra so as not to think dirty.

Even Cyra had forgotten that she would confide in his heart. After seeing her mother's behavior Cyra was slightly comforted and forgot about her problem with Naqi.

"But seriously the Met tablets if people cravings should be followed if not followed by their children can be a constant whimper. You don't want your child to be reelingan continue." Cyra is becoming more and more into Meta nakutin, for Cyra looks worried Meta is very funny. Though it is just a myth, the name of the baby is very natural ngences or ileran, because he has not been able to swallow and in the teething stage is usually like that.

"Udah ah cin, even then I'm actually dressed weird as well as girls. Beautiful girl, just make the heart rustle if you see the girl." Meta admitted every close to Fifah it feels like his heart is excited and happy continues.

"Ah.. I'm curious Met wants to see that girl. As a beauty can shake the stance of Meta," Cyra said as she stood up so they went straight to Meta's room to meet the girl.

"Don't bother him, cin. He was just now resting," replied Meta, afraid of interrupting the pregnant woman's rest.

"Yes, don't build Met, just look at how beautiful she is, until it can make your heart rustle." Cyra kept forcing me to see the girl Meta helped.

"Yes yuk but you don't be noisy well, afraid to bother him to rest." Meta gives an early warning so that Cyra does not make a noise.

"Yes Met. yes... yes... very afraid, mentang-menyang have met the prospective employees until that fear," ledek Cyra, the more happy to read Meta.

They went up to Meta's room where Fifah was resting with an infusion hose stuck in his left hand.

As soon as Cyra entered the room, she was not aware of the figure of the woman who was curled up on the mattress, which is usually a place to rest when returning to Meta's house. Getting closer and seeing the face of Fifah who was closed. Cyra was a little suspicious.

Cyra smothered her mouth as she flicked the strands of hair that covered the face of Fifah.

Cyra retreated with tears already peeking out of the corner of her eyes.

"Cin you why? Do you know him?" meta asked with a shocked face also seeing Cyra's reaction.

"What is the girl you helped name Afifah?" cyra asked with tears already falling.

"You know Fifah?" ask back Meta, who has submitted the answer to Cyra's question.

Cyra couldn't even stem her tears she was confused by all this.