Destiny Nafizah

No Need to Manage Others

I just smiled, responding to his madness as I opened my bushel and was shocked to see the width of the birthday paper on the banana leaf.

Not yet exhausted my surprise Kirara hit the body kissing my left and right cheeks and will grab my lips I turned my face as hard as I could to the right so as not to be on target, making him laugh again.

I took the paper and I put it in my pocket. 'I'll read it later after all the residents here are asleep, ' I thought

"Let's eat!" while opening the dessert leaves I was surprised, the special cooking was cooked by himself and only he could cook it.

"Chicken Tuturaga, special cuisine learned from his friend because we are Papi and I like it, when we visited there, the circle of tears again dripped flashes of happiness memories that had ended imagined.

"Today's your birthday, don't cry anymore, it represents your Mama's hand" Kirara said as she fed me with her hand. The taste of the dish was still the same about 19 years ago when I was six years old but with a different sense of feeling.

"This represents your aunt." His hand returned to my mouth and this .. represents the hand of your future husband," he said again I looked at Kirara with a look of disbelief, he nodded and I opened my mouth again to take his bribe.

"The last one is from me" he said once again to feed me, my heart was wet, I hugged my best friend intimately indifferent to his shortcomings.

Even when the rest of the prison dwellers were talking about us, I didn't care, that I knew Kirara was a woman, to hell with the name that she was a lesbian, I didn't care, that I knew Kirara was a woman, all I know is that he's sick and needs a lot of medicine and prayer.

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(Pov Angga)

"Do you like, Miss Nafizah, Sir?" ask the man beside me who I know is named Gilang.

"Do you have the right to ask me about that, Mr Gilang? Just take care of your master and take responsibility to immediately look for the evidence! No need to take care of anyone else! I want your Master's boutique address to order clothes and anyone who knows about it and the address of the apartment, I'm so disappointed in you that it's been so slow to solve this case," I said give her a business card while passing leaving her in the room itself.

I got in my car and drove away from the garage with a sad heart, I just wanted to take the poor woman away. But all regret is useless.

I stopped my car at a nightclub that looked quiet during the day,

then went out and approached the two burly men standing at the door. "I am Angga lecturer Nafizah wants to meet with Nyoyamu to talk about his daughter's case.

"Okay, please come in, sir, wait a minute here!" said the man then went inside for a short while and then came back to see me. "Let's sir, I'll drop off at the room, ma'am!" bring it to me

I followed him until he stopped in a large room, and he knocked on the door and heard the order to enter.

"Please enter Sir, Madam is waiting for you" he said after the door opened and I entered the room, a blue-gray figure drawing a grim figure of the person inside. Then my gaze was rubbed by a middle-aged woman around the age of 40 who was still very beautiful her voice firmly let me sit.

SERIATE.....