Don't despise my Shortcomings
Grandpa's Plan

Cyra bowed his face, and hid his laughter, so that Naqi would not know that he was laughing at him...But....

"You're laughing at me well, purposely fighting me!" rfor Naqi blushed with a red face as she was about to spit out the last medicine she tried to drink.

Cyra tried to hold back her laughter, and raised her face again. "Apaan the heck Mas, where dare Cyra laugh at Mas. Especially with Mas. Afraid of Mas, afraid of being cursed" elak Cyra, with a face that has returned to normal.

"You are rich in this way, it can not be cured even more suffering me," Naqi said lethargicly.

"Don't give it up, dong. The time of a real man, a gentle, a big boss, a CEO, losing the same little medicine," Cyra sneered, so that Naqi again tried to get used to taking medicine.

"You don't know Ra, it's hard every time you want to swallow drugs, as if the medicine is mental again so it comes out and out of the throat." Naqi describes how he struggles to take the drug.

"Keep Mas Naqi if you take what medicine? I've never taken medicine" asked Cyra curiously.

"Yes drink Ra, I'm an ordinary human being too, can be sick and if sick yes take medicine," jawan Naqi fast.

"Well, how's the medicine going?" cyra asked increasingly curious.

"That way, usually Mamih mashed so smooth that the medicine, just drunk mixed honey a little agat not too pait," replied Naqi honestly.

Uhuk...

Uhuk...

Now Cyra who coughed, this is not a real cough but a cough for holding back laughter, because of the confession of a Naqi, the big boss who apparently could not take the medicine granules.

"God, why is this unique love of the husband God. Indeed, God is all-fair, handsome, rich, big company leaders, but there is still a lack of it, which is losing the same medicine," murmured Cyra in his heart, while faint laughter. Then Cyra left Naqi, the debate continues until the morning is endless later make laper again well Ra.

"Eh where are you going, even nyelonong ajah. I have not finished protesting" said Naqi, who objected to Cyra leaving her. He still wants to protest.

"You take a bath, you academicize the body and the brain, you take care of Mas Naqi who is sick, make blood rise to the crown." Cyra replied still by preparing her nightgowns that she was about to wear. Well, Cyra is still used to wearing it directly in the bathroom. In contrast to Naqi who seemed to have no shame where he wore his clothes. Even in front of Cyra was also indifferent. It makes the brain stained.

"Wah.. wah... wah... really you mocked me that's his name," said Naqi did not accept with the words of Cyra. "Ra sinih!!! Here no!!" Naqi unceasingly called out to Cyra.

Of course Naqi did not waste Cyra's taunts. "By Ra, I think taking a nice shower together. Who knows I'm instantly healed," teased Naqi about to get up from his soft bed.

"Bag!!!! Dare to get up and walk here, watch out. Huh!!!" Cyra showed her fists from behind the door. "Still sick, acting all right. Watch out for those whining nights, rich little boy," dumel Cyra, while closing the bathroom door. Showering is the best way. Moreover, a negebulous brain soak can be directly adem.

On the bed, Naqi laughed. "Bocil is getting here more fierce it turns out, so seneng to cheat him. The first mah was a wife, the driver asked for forgiveness, where rich chicks lost their idols, fear continued to carry. Now it's the opposite, it can be naughty." Naqi laughed again when remembering Cyra's unique behavior.

#Baek-baek Bang, bini denger later in the celeding....

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Inside his office, grandfather has since returned from his office, not yet moved from his office. It made mamih worried that something might happen to her in-laws. Not like his parents usually do that. With all consideration finally mamih knocked on her in-laws' office, which she considered her own parents, and vice versa Mr. Latif also seemed to love her daughter-in-law more than his own child who always made trouble.

Tok... tok.. tok.

"What's Nita doing?" Sounds from inside the sanah. Mamih could be a little more relieved, at least her in-laws were still breathing.

"Pah night, Papah should have dinner first, later to get sick late for dinner," Mamih replied with a soft voice that always cared for every member of her family except for her husband, Luson. He never cared about the man who had once been in his heart.

"You eat first as an Ta! Papah there's still a little work. When Papah is finished, he immediately came out" replied Mr. Latif still from his room, without wanting to move a little from his soft seat and very comfortable.

"Well if it's Anita dinner first, but Papah do not maxain himself to do everything. If you're tired of resting." Then Mamih went back to the dinner table to enjoy dinner alone. His son and daughter-in-law had already eaten in his room because Naqi was sick. Her parents are still busy with their work. While husband? I don't know, maybe it's good with the paid woman. Mamih Qanita turned a deaf ear to the news concerning her husband.

Back to Grandpa...

[You are going to bankrupt the company!! some of her brutes if need be she who came to me for help again. When that happens I will realize that the agreement we once agreed that when the company was destroyed he had to make up for the loss and return my hundred billion dollars. Persuade Kifayat to let go of his house. The company will definitely take over. You just make sure the house we can buy. High maintenance love so he would sell the house.] Mr. Latif ordered his personal assistant as well as his confidants to carry out his duties.

After Mr. Latif entrusted all his work to his assistant now he could breathe a sigh of relief. "I've been watching you all day. Even I watched over you from a few years ago. Your company, your assets are too awkward for you to own. That kid I've secured in this house, now I'm going to look for other evidence in your house I'm sure you're hiding a big secret in that house. Until you have to completely shut off access from the outside world and instead your people can't carelessly go in and out of your magnificent palace." Grandfather murmured alone. "I will go forward directly to make sure that the child is alive, almost twenty years of age I am looking for information about the child and all of them are headed to you Kifayat. If you had sabotaged his death. I myself will strangle you," said Mr. Latif by tightening his teeth and his two hands clenched firmly...

#Well about the mystery of what cast Latif will unload from Mr. Kifayat! Forward I love the support from behind...