Don't despise my Shortcomings
The Strange Attitude

Naqi descended from her room to the dining table where her family was enjoying breakfast. A faint song kick sounded from his red lips, because he did not smoke so as not to make his lips leave nicotine marks from smoked cigarettes.

His heart was being sprinkled with beautiful fragrant flowers. Last night he had exchanged news with his incarcerated woman. That this morning Naqi will deliver her work.

Ehemz... Deheman from grandfather as a welcome because in this morning Naqi returned to breakfast together at the dinner table after previously he always ate and other activities in his room.

"By Kek, Mih and all," Naqi said kindly. But as usual between Naqi and Rania is rarely involved in conversation, not hate maybe just awkward because of their love in the past.

"Loe's healed Bang?" ask Qari, it is certainly just a stale base. Because without question it has also been seen that Naqi in this day is super healthy and cheerful.

"Udah," he answered briefly without looking at his sister. One sheet of bread and peanut butter he took as a breakfast menu today. Mamih seemed surprised by Naqi who seemed very happy.

"Qi, where do you think you're happy?" mamih asked, his gaze asked for honesty from his son.

"Work dong Mih, where are you going if you've used a rich gini shirt suit?" ask back Naqi, of course work after picking up and dropping off Eneng Cyra Naqi.

Mamih pretended to believe despite the fact that he was still stuck and did not really believe the answer of his son.

"Mih, Kek, Naqi went to work first yah," said Naqi.

"This bran Naqi?" asked Mamih astonished, even this is not yet half seven hours office at the start of eight, usually Naqi will leave at seven past that was his schedule.

"Yes Mih, there's a little business," he seemed to keep secret what he would do before actually leaving for work.

The man who had just recovered from his pain passed with carefree footsteps. Even the suspicious Qari did not remain silent. His sister suspected that his brother would memepet former brother-in-law, half-tomboy woman would feel bland if not to prank his brother.

"Abang wait!! We're going to the office together!" squealing Qari, his body hastily lifted from his seat, he immediately said goodbye to his grandfather and mamih. Only with grandfather and mamih because Rania was clearly considered non-existent by Qari. The twenty-five-year-old woman is still not at peace with Rania. So that the presence of Rania was never considered. And Rania was well aware of that.

Naqi looked back. Seeing a nosy sister who was struggling to approach him, he also panicked plans this morning must have failed if his sister joined one car with him. Naqi's thousand foot step let out.

Hap... Hap... Hap... His brother ran faster than Qari to his car, pressed the remote car so that the car door was open. As soon as the thirty-year-old man reached the front door of the car, his hand nimbly opened it and did not forget to lock it as fast as lightning before Qari arrived.

Qari who ran less quickly was even a little left behind. Brakkk... Barracks... The sound of the car door being hit hard by Qari and his sister tried to open the door of Abangya's car. "Here he read my plan," said Qari annoyed with Naqi.

"Abang open! My car broke down and I hitchhiked to the office" cried Qari from the outside as her hand continued to hit the glass door of her car.

"Sad... What a fool I am, a car is not just one. The reason was the market" Naqi replied from inside the car and of course his voice was not heard by Qari. The car slowly leaves Qari who is upset because he cannot disturb his brother and sister-in-law.

"Turn back again?" ask mamih wonder.

"Abang don't want to give you a ride," he replied with a manyun's lips and returned to feed the rice and side dishes to his mouth.

Mamih chuckled in silence, Qari really downgraded the nature of her, first when even young mothers brain was always filled with ignorance. It feels like a day without trying friends or sodas feel bland life. And now Qari felt it too.

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[Ra, I'm in front of your house] that's the message Naqi sent Cyra. It was Naqi who forced her to pick up Cyra and deliver her work. The reason must be as an expression of gratitude because Cyra still cares about him.

Cyra who was chatted continuously finally gave her home address. And now Naqi was in front of Cyra's house. Two-story whitewashed house that looks beautiful with the many favorite plants of mamah Mia and mommy Ezah neatly arranged. The house was not too luxurious, very far away from the residence of lord Latif. But although not luxurious but in it is filled with cypress families.

Cyra, who was having breakfast when the phone on the table vibrated, nimbly grabbed her phone and opened the flat object. A smile expands from her cute face.

The people at the dining table also seemed surprised by the behavior of Cyra, very different from the usual who will be indifferent when the phone rang, not even infrequently Cyra turned off her phone because she did not want to be disturbed. But this morning a strange sight happened in front of them, the Cyra who usually cue with the smart thing suddenly from a few days back became an object that was never left behind. Even if there is an incoming message notification, he will immediately open it. What happened to Cyra? That was the question of the people who were now watching Cyra with questioning gazes.

Cyra immediately moved from her seat, the breakfast she had left half. "Mom, Mah everything Cyra went to work first well," he said with one-on-one greetings. Without waiting for long Cyra left his family still pecking at the dinner table.

"Ra, I'm still here. Who are you going with?" Meta chuckles newly awakened to what just happened. Usually he would be Cyra and Qila's personal driver. Departing and going home from work Meta will be the driver for the two women. Meta doesn't trust others because for him Cyra and Qila are also his responsibility. She is bodygard for her women. There were five women he always took care of, without distinction. Fifah knew that and he was not jealous and forbade it. She knew that her husband was very affectionate, especially the poor woman, Fifah was very understanding that was done to Qila and Cyra was only limited to the responsibility as her brother. Meta can very much keep the feelings of women. So that Fifah there was never a lick or jealous event with the two women who had no blood relation. Because I know that the heart of Mas Wawan has been imprisoned by him.

Cyra stopped her steps and looked back. "There's a friend of Cyra's who picked her up outside the Met" Cyra replied shyly and hesitantly, as if she didn't want her family to know who was outside the house, Cyra turned back his body and hurriedly continued the steps that had stopped. If too long afraid of being asked questions.

Meta and the others interlock lyrics, kepo. The people who had previously sat at the dinner table ran simultaneously to the window beside the door. Where the window connects the view directly to the front of the fence. Even their compactness should not be doubted, as if given a cue so that the maximum compact.

"N 4 QI" they said simultaneously, memorizing the number of vehicles they had seen before the luxury vehicle Cyra was riding through the streets of the capital.

Without asking Cyra, Meta and Fifah certainly know who the owner of the vehicle with the price of billions.

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