Kyraa And The Greatest Man

The Part 54

Adzran extended a hand. Alana pondered strangely at the man in front of her.

"I know you ?"

About Alana.

"No, but maybe we'll get to know you more closely."

Alana made her angry face. I don't like Adzran's introduction.

"Euww, you want to dig I into ?"

He's dawdling. Adzran was laughing. This woman's right feeling.

"I know you like Athid."

Adzran was already sitting in Alana's front seat. Alana turned her head fast, surprised the name was called Adzran. Athid's ? Farathid. Suddenly he became excited.

"You ni sape ? You know Tengku Farathid ?"

Adzran's cynical smile heard Alana's question.

"It's like this, straight to the point. I looked at it all, from the way you know, you like it near the mamat. I originally wanted to use someone else, but when I see you, I think you're the one who suits me."

"What do you mean ?"

Alana's been overrun.

"Athid is rich. Women are , usually . Look at the style I know. You're his interest. After all , not wrong , because I understand why you interest him , with his property , he looks. Which woman is not involved. You know he has a wife. You remember she easily looked at you ?"

Alana was already brushing her hair hearing Adzran's words, her heart began to smolder.

"Heloo. Oh please."

Adzran laughed again. Alana's been thumping lips.

"My recommendation is, if you want to get him, you have to remove his wife first. Newly happy. You don't suck nak shy in front of me, frankly je. Besides I don't like his wife either, if I may want him to part with his wife. You can get a needle, too."

Adzran has been sowing steel. To be exposed to his place, he knew Alana was terribly moved by Tengku Farathid. Alana has frowned.

"You're a sape ? Ex wife him into what ?"

"That's not important. What matters now is, we're working together, you got Athid. His wife left him. Happy right ?"

Adzran is already grim. Can't wait to see that lovebirds part. Alana pondered for a long time, as if thinking.

"Not got anything, got to work a little. If you sit here, have coffee. That Athid won't be yours either. Think for yourself. Okay, here's my number, and you'll call me. I help you, get him. You sat a long time ago at the hotel he was, not necessarily he served you. Think ye."

Adzran had already squinted his eyes at Alana. A piece of paper was given to Alana. Alana welcomes slow.

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Kyra turned to Tengku Farathid's ringing phone . He approached. Only numbers that are military , do not know from whom.

"Boooo..."

Tengku Farathid blew in Kyra's ear, stung the body in his making. Kyra's waist in the back.

"Darling..surprised to know..."

Kyra turned her head slightly when she felt Tengku Farathid's still wet hair on her cheek.

"Why dear ? You see what that was ?"

Tengku Farathid asked softly.

"You got a call earlier, don't know from the sape."

Tengku Farathid removed his wife's waist. The phone on the table got it. Two calls not answered. The number is open. The call came in again. Still the same number.

"Yes..?"

Tengku Farathid replied.

"Hello, Athid. Haiy. Alana Ni. Remember the ?"

"Who ?"

Kyra.

"Arrr, wrong number dear..."

The flight mood was turned on before Tengku Farathid put his phone back on the table. Obviously he's not being forthright, worried his wife is starting to suspect. But where did Alana get her phone number. The Tanggung Tengku Farathid himself.  A little relief for Kyra, remind me there is unpleasant news.

"Oooooo-o. Let's eat.. I'm ready to cook for you."

Tengku Farathid smiles. Nodding fast.

"Arr, okay.. I'm wearing a shock suit."

Not yet had Tengku Farathid stepped , the hand was held by his wife. The towel on the shoulder of Tengku Farathid was gently picked up by Kyra. Tengku Farathid's wet hair on Kyra's swab with that towel. Tengku Farathid slightly lowered his head, letting Kyra dry her hair. He smiles to himself.

"Done's."

A Word from Kyra. Tengku Farathid raised his face. Kyra's lips on me slowly.

"Love you."

Tengku Farathid. Kyra smile.

"I love you more."

Kyra retaliated. This may have been her husband's favorite. Never forget Tengku Farathid recited it every day for him.

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"Athide...."

Alana pursues Tengku Farathid's steps. Tengku Farathid looked at me. Again, this face of her. Tengku Farathid complained to himself in his heart.

"Yes Miss ?"

Tengku Farathid stopped his journey. Alana was already a little breathless pursuing Tengku Farathid's steps, taking a deep breath.

"I want to apologize. Last night's article."

Tengku Farathid's forehead raised. He nodded slowly, understanding with the intention of greeting Alana, maybe he did not need to think more about Alana's thoughts for him.

"Yes, it may be wrong I . Because I want to apologize, I don't want to talk about last night, you think bad chapter I."

"Yes miss Alana. I don't think a lot of articles last night , things have come off , don't suck to reveal anymore. That last night let me loose."

Tengku Farathid smiles. As soon as his feet began to step , his arms held Alana. Seeing Tengku Farathid's displeased reaction, Alana let go of his handrails. He raised his hand.

"Sorrys. If it's like that, can we be friends ?"

His hand was returned to Tengku Farathid. Tengku Farathid looked at the hand with Alana's face alternating.

"I'm sorry..."

Seeing Alana's slightly dim face, Tengku Farathid slowly welcomed Alana's hand. Alana smiled as soon as Tengku Farathid reached her hand.

"Thanks....so you're free for drinks ?"

Alana asked again. Tengku Farathid pulled his hand back at Alana's.

"Miss Sorry. I'm not free."

"Truly Miss Miss, call Alana je."

Tengku Farathid nodded slowly.

"Yeah Alana. Sorry. I'm not free. Excuse me."

Tengku Farathid smiled before stepping away. Mata Alana just sent the man away. His feet are fast. Infuriated with the arrogant attitude of Tengku Farathid. His hand's in the stock.

"Company ehh you, look at him later. Whatever it is, you'll still be mine. Wait and see Tengku Farathid Marteen."

Alana grunts rough. She brushed her hair before she walked away.