Kyraa And The Greatest Man

The Part 10

Tengku Farathid rubbed his eyes. Look next to. Nonexistent. From last night Kyra didn't show up. He was patient because he was in the old house. Go back to his house later. Tell him to work on Kyra later. He smiles to himself. Get off the bed . The taste is reached , his feet are headed to the bathroom.

A white Tshirt was worn on his body. Her mobile phone at the table was locked long after the ringing rang. 'Uncle Amran.'

"Hello Uncle."

"Athid, Manda is not well . Athid free ?"

"Why ? Manda fever ? Kat the hospital to ?"

A little worried Tengku Farathid's voice.

"Takkk, Manda at home. He wants to see Athid."

It's wrong Tengku Amran. Forcing a man's husband to visit his daughter. The situation is not like it used to be. Tengku Farathid is already legally the husband of people. Tengku Amran worried that Tengku Amanda would go on a rampage if she did not get a visit from Tengku Farathid. He himself had to.

"Okay uncle, Athid get there."

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Tengku Farathid's eyes look for Kyra's involvement, the steps he descends to be careful. Arriving at the dining table of the kitchen section, the involvement in the way found. She smiles. Kyra pensively at the dining table. The food was not touched. Only an empty view was given.

"Morning..."

A greeting from the husband awakens Kyra from daydreams. Her husband was glimpsed. Dato Malek next door. Smile. Understand too late his daughter.

"Kyra woven what a very long time. There's Athid's face to the bread bed until it's looked at once."

Selamba from Dato Malek while feeding mee into his mouth. Tengku Farathid smiles. Sit opposite Kyra. The wife's face in her view. Unsatisfied.

"What papa is.  The more he didn't then la Kyra would eat if he had his face on it."

Kyra started to stand up and wanted to go. Unable to face with Tengku Farathid. Hates.

"Papa joked with that. Sit down's. Eat."

Tengku Farathid. Kyra gears sharply.

"My house, my rules."

Kyra said as she continued, starting a step.

"Kyra, eat. From last night I saw Kyra not eating . It'll hurt."

"Kyra is full."

Kyra doesn't care about the word her papa, passes away. Tengku Farathid and Dato Malek only looked at their fellows.

"La tu's habit, stubborn boy. She'll be hungry later, she knows she'll eat."

Dato Malek smile .

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Tengku Farathid slowly opened the door of the room. Kyra who heard the sound from that direction turned her head quickly.

"You don't want to knock on people's door to. ?"

"Why didn't you get in our room last night. ?"

Questions from Kyra were not resolved by Tengku Farathid. Tengku Farathid.

" Excuse me, our room ? Room I. Not our room. Since when do you have a room here. ?"

"Since I became your husband. You forgot ea, now ni you're talking to who ?"

Kyra continued her painting on the paper. Without caring for the words Tengku Farathid said. Tengku Farathid approaches Kyra's desk. He sat in Kyra's front seat. Staring at Kyra. Kyra raised her face to look at Tengku Farathid. Her eyes are sharp for her husband. No smiles.

"You make a face like that still pretty. I'm still a darling."

Gently said Tengku Farathid.

"I want out. But I want you to come."

Kyra was silent. He continues his painting. No matter her husband staring.

"Kyra, hurry up and get ready, I'll wait down."

Tengku Farathid began to stand.

" I don't want to go. You go away people."

"You want me to change your clothes to ?"

Tengku Farathid's face was serious this time. Kyra looked back. He started to stand up too.

"You don't understand Malay language ? I said taknak taknak. If you want to go . You go sorang. There's no need for me to come."

Kyra said firmly.

"You forgot about it ? Now you're wife I."

"Enough !! Wife wife. So now you want to bring me here and there to show everyone I wife you ? For what ? Want to show your happy household .?? Sick of this fake marriage !! I'm not happy with you, I don't suck at deceiving everyone!!"

Kyra's voice was a little loud. Tengku Farathid stared intently. He's headed towards Kyra. Kyra's shoulders are held tidy. Kyra was a little surprised. Kyra controls her countenance.

"Yes, your feelings don't matter. What matters now is that people know that Kyra Mayseera was married to Tengku Farathid not because she had to. But because of willing, because of love."

Tengku Farathid's eyes stared intently into Kyra's eyes. Kyra brushed off Tengku Farathid's hand that was on her shoulder.

"Enough it is, you remember the parents are all stupid, people know I am engaged with Zacran. Not with you."

Kyra's angry. He returned the sharp gaze of Tengku Farathid's eyes.

"And now, you with I.  You are already my wife. What do people want to say ?  Or you want to hear from them, you marry Tengku Farathid for money. Maruah you. Kyra Mayseera broke up with Zacran, married to Tengku Farathid for saving her papa company ? Like ?"

Tengku Farathid sardonic smile. Satisfied.

"You did all that!!"

"It'll make them talk about that thing if you want Kyra."

Tengku Farathid gripped Kyra's cheek with his right hand. Both of Kyra's two hands began to pull over.

"You want papa you embarrassed ?? Sell the kids because they want to save the company.  You can be ashamed, papa you can be ashamed. Don't understand anymore ? Stop fighting like this, which makes you write negative about you and Dato Malek ? Understand ?"

Kyra's eyes began to glaze over, Tengku Farathid's hands began to release his cheeks. Slowly her cheeks were moistened with tears. Tengku Farathid began to turn towards the door.

"15 minute, I wait down."

Tengku Farathid continued on. Let Kyra cry herself.

Want to not want Kyra had to obey said Tengku Farathid. He prepared himself just fine. Wearing white blouse, thin black scarf wrapped around neck.

Tengku Farathid delighted in a smile after Kyra appeared down the stairs. He looked at ralit. Kyra is beautiful despite wearing such simple clothes.

"Smart you ni, just want to look sweet ea."

Tengku Farathid looked at Kyra's clothes, and looked at her clothes. She smiles. Kyra just felt the clothes they were wearing were the same color. How could he not feel from earlier Tengku Farathid wearing white clothes. If he is more focused, all this must not be so. Heartbroken. Kyra started to step back towards the stairs. Just the pace of his hand in the hands of Tengku Farathid. Face wonder.

"Where do you want to go.?"

Tengku Farathid.

"Change clothes."

A Word from Kyra. Tengku Farathid gently pulled Kyra's body towards him.

"False. I like it."

Tengku Farathid touched Kyra's cheek gently. Black scarf on Kyra's neck corrected. Kyra's hand was led towards the main door. Kyra just resigned.