
Breakfast is family gathering time. For Mr. Latif's family at this time is required to gather together unless sick or in service outside the city.
"Qi later Qari please teach you how to run the company. Don't let him play around. From now on he should be in charge of his work." Grandfather gave the trust to Naqi.
"Loh ko Naqi is Kek, why not the others. Naqi, if he doesn't teach, he won't be able to sersiuz. There he was even the one who taught Naqi," Naqi protested, because in fact Qari was very difficult to peace with Naqi.
"That's the case, let Alzam teach Qari. Let him not be able to struggle if taught by your assistant." Grandpa gave me another solution.
Qari who heard the name of Alzam his nemesis immediately glared at his eyes.
"Huh. ko Alzam. Not very unclean Qari sicupu same business. There's a high blood Qari ngadepin cupu." Now it was Qari's turn to protest.
"Capa cupu... let him perform rich hickey but his brain is more sintered than loe's brain," replied Naqi, did not accept his assistant belief in the words of his own sister. Because Alzam is a very reliable person. If there were no assistant like Alzam, his work would be chaotic. So Naqi was very good with Alzam.
"Dead him in my eyes hilarious and weak guy," replied Qari.
"You start today studying with Alzam, and within a month you should be let go." Grandfather knocked on the hammer whose sign could not be contested.
"Sir..why must Alzam...." Qari returned to protest.
"No rejection from Qari!" If Grandpa had spoken so meaningfully inevitably Qari had to follow his Grandfather's will.
Qari was finally silent and followed his grandfather's will. But in his heart he still refused to be taught by Alzam. What the guy said must have been laughing at Qari and replying to what Qari did in school.
While Cyra does not care about the debate between her husband and her sister-in-law. Now Cyra is used to their quarrels, just like a mamih who continues to chew without being disturbed by the noise his son makes. Like the usual days Cyra will leave first.
"Ra, let me take you with me" Naqi said as Cyra bade her farewell to the rest of the family.
Cyra was surprised that there was something important about what Naqi would talk about until he would bother to drive himself to work. "Wouldn't Cyra make Mas Naqi late?" cyra asked her where she worked further than Naqi's office.
"No!"
Cyra was finally delivered by her husband.
"What are you trying to say about Mas Naqi?" cyra asked as the car slowly began to leave the courtyard of the house.
"What does it mean well, if you want to interwin wife work there must be something first." Naqi replied, turning to look towards Cyra.
"Yes, no, it's just normal that mas well if there is a want. For example, lying, not working together," said Cyra who was suspicious of the kindness of her husband.
"No, I'm talking to BT Ajah again. My relationship with Rania was strained, and she asked me to stay away from her first because she wanted to focus on her healing." Naqi also told Rania's request.
"Oh snedeketin because the relationship with Mba Rania is less healthy. What all men are like is this, always seeking escape," Cyra's mind, he casts his gaze out the window, he no longer responds to Naqi's ravings.
After passing the silence during the trip Naqi also reached the filming location of his wife.
"Will be home at brp? Let me pick you up?" naqi asked before Cyra got out of the car.
"Let Cyra go home by herself. Fear it will even take away the potin Mas." Cyra rejected Naqi's good intentions.
"There is no repotin, I want to take you somewhere. What time is four or five. If not, you will send a message so I can pick it up. Remember don't come home before I pick you up!" Naqi also langung pointed the index finger like a parent who advised his son.
"Yes, later Cyra tell you if you want to go home, but really Mas, do not ngerepotin?" Cyra made sure, which she feared would interfere with her husband's work.
"Yes no, bring it up!"
"Eh... uh. wait a minute, don't want to kiss your husband's hand?" Naqi thrust out her hand and played her eyebrows up and down.
Cyra was further astonished by Naqi's behavior. "Yet, it's not a dream, is it? Or under the influence of drugs?" cyra asked astonishedly by cringing her forehead.
"Why is there something strange about my behavior?" asked Naqi instead he was strange with Cyra's question.
"Yes Mas, you're rich in beef chips so it's a concussion."
"Ish... carelessly you say, the hunt just kiss the hands of ko a lot of protest!" Naqi thrust out the back of her hand.
Cyra finally accepted Naqi's hand and kissed her hand with origin. "Udah, is there more? Mump hasn't come down yet?" ask Cyra with a jutek.
"She, this." Naqi was shaking her lips.
Cyra opened the car door and left Naqi with a crisp laugh.
"Hi cin, tumben delivered by Mr Boss?" ask Meta kepo, maybe in the mind of Meta Pak Boss has changed.
"Yes Big Boss abis clasped his head desk, so no concussion!" cyra Jutek replied, he did not want to talk about Naqi. Because for Cyra, Naqi was good because it was far from Rania Sajah, perhaps Naqi was afraid that Qari's return to replace him as the main heir. After all the goals are achieved, they will definitely come back together. So as much as possible Cyra was not affected by Naqi's good nature. As much as possible Cyra always keep her heart, so as not to be too sick in the future.
After Cyra was not seen again, Naqi stepped on the accelerator, driving towards Ralf Group's office. When he just came, it turned out that in his room there was already Qari waiting in his study.
"Where did you come from?" qari asked as her eyes remained focused on the phone she was in.
"Why date? Envied! Anyway why do you here loe room next to Alzam." Naqi pointed at the room next to him.
"Ish.. I malls bang one room with the same cute guy, so rigid can not be invited to joke. Not yet he was in the brain of work and work. I work together loe ajah well Bang, I promise I will be a sweet child during work." Qari also played his acting so that Naqi pity and allow work with his brother, if the same Alzam, surely he would be surprised to face the guy. Alzam was Qari's arch-enemy. Qari school time always menejahilin Alzam but tuh children plate adah where the appearance makes Qari's eyes hurt.
"No, there's a lot of work! Can't be lazy." Naqi encouraged Qari to work in the next room where the room was the workroom of Alzam, his assistant.
With a heavy heart and face bent finally Qari left his brother's room and changed into the next room.
Qari entered with BT face, manyun lips, and bent face. While Alzam only looked with an indifferent gaze. Because this morning Mr. Latif had told him of his new task to teach Qari about work just like Naqi. Alzam also accepted the job because he never protested about the job.
Qari put his butt in his great chair violently.
"So my job here is what!" ask Qari again with jutek and arrogant.
"Wait a minute Miss, I'm sorting out a not-so-complicated job for you to learn," replied Alzam politely, and focused on the pile of maps in front of him.
Across his desk Qari played his lips following Alzam's words but without making a sound. "It's so cool, man, wait for me to work him," inner Qari while laughing mischievously towards Alzam.
Boookk...
Alzam placed a stack of maps containing reports for Qari to learn from.
"What's this, what's this map doing." With both eyes glaring. Qari was confused to be flanked by the maps.
"You learn Miss, after that you check one by one, if you are sure there is no difference. You can take Mr. Naqi's room to ask for an autograph.
Qari clenched her hands tightly and looked at Alzam nyalang....
#Well, this is a rich pair of dogs and cats...