Love and the Owner of Love
Chapter 05-Worry
The clock has shown at 10 pm, but since finished doing Isya prayer Zinia could not close her eyes. His heart was agitated, and most importantly he was worried because until now the King had not returned..
And here he was, in the living room which was already quiet, only the sound of the clanking of the wall clock accompanied him. All the room lights had gone out only separated her husband's office lamp.
“Where are you Nak ?? Why not go home yet??”
From earlier Zenia called the King but never answered, that makes him continue to worry.
“Honey you haven't slept yet??”
Zinia turned her head and found her husband walking towards her. Maybe Zahran's job is done.
“Why ?? How nervous is it ??" Zahran asked as he stroked his face filled with worry.
“King hasn't come home By, Nia so worry”
Zahran sighed for a while, then glanced at the clock that was coiled around his wrist.
“Already on phone ??” ask Zahran again.
He nodded “But not in lift by” said his honest.
“So usually the King has not returned, if staying at the King's friend's house will definitely contact us”
Time kept turning, repeatedly Zahran called the King's number but never answered. While Zenia was getting restless. I was afraid something would happen to her first son.
“Your king where is Nak ?? Why is it so hard to contact you”
It must have been a mistake, her son must be in trouble. Because it's not unusual for a king like this. Because all this time Zenia knew the King was a submissive child and was afraid of the anger of his parents.
Zinia even remembers before the King left earlier, telling her not to go home too late. And it's been 10 o'clock more unlikely a birthday event until midnight.
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“How has Zio heard of your brother??” alya asked her second child, Kenzio.
“Not Mom” replied Zio.
While Kenan was already visibly angry, he called Aska's house to ask Jihan and Aska said.
“My son has come home from earlier, before Isya he was already at home” as Aska said on the phone.
What happened to Keyla ?? why his daughter hasn't come home yet. Negative thoughts began to attack him. Thinking something happened to her daughter.
“Where are Key's friends celebrating his birthday??” asked Kenan with an expression that could not be interpreted.
“Say at Hotel Citra 2” Alya replied while biting her lower lip to see the anger on her husband's face.
Keyla used to stay at a friend's house. But Alya and Kenan will know. But now Keyla has no news, his phone is active but the call from him has not been answered.
“Daddy will be there”
“I follow”
“Zio Also”
And finally Alya, Kenan and Zio left for Hotel Citra 2. In the course of his feelings were getting more and more worried.
“Don't panic too dear !! Insha Allah Keyla will not be okay” seloroh Kenan
Alya just nodded. There is no way he will not worry, his favorite daughter since Soreh earlier can not be connected. What if something happens to Keyla ??
Meanwhile, Jihan said the birthday event had finished the Maghrib earlier. Then where's the daughter ??
Not how long they have arrived in front of Hotel Citra 2, a hotel with peerless luxury.
Kenan immediately took his hand to enter the hotel.
“Excuse Mbak ” exclaims Kenan to a receptionist who is still working, maybe Sif Malam.
“Iya Sir, want Check In too??” ask the receptionist kindly.
“Not” error Kenan fast “I want to ask”
“Oh, what's up??” Alya was able to catch the look of annoyance from the receptionist. Maybe because of sleepiness and also tired.
“Is there a birthday event here??” ask Kenan again.
“Iya exist, but has disbanded Maghrib earlier”clear Receptionist “What is the matter sir ??”
Alya tightened her grip to the husband's arm. The fear gets bigger.
“Are any of them staying here ??” trembling Kenan asked.
Seen the Receptionist saw a list of names staying at the Hotel. A moment later the Receptionist said again.
“I don't know Sir, but here is a Student staying here. His name is King Alvaro Pradipta”
“Isn't King Keyla's friend Keyla used to tell me about??” whispered Kenan as he asked.
Alya nodded, He had also met the King 2 times when they were working the group again. But maybe the King knows about Keyla while Jihan doesn't know where Keyla is.
“Can we go to the child's room ?? because I want to ask important business, you do not worry he is still a brother with me”
The receptionist thought for a while, then agreed.
Alya Wonder what her husband wants to see the King for. But he did not ask to continue to follow the footsteps of the Receptionist who showed the room that the King occupied.
“This is his room Sir, then I'm sorry”
“Still mbak”
With doubt Kenan knock on the door of the room with the number 125, but there was no answer.
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“Assalamualaikum Raja” said Kenan in a rather loud voice.
Until the time continues to turn but the door is not also opened. Finally Zio came forward and was about to open the door handle.
“Don't Zio later not the King in” prevent Alya directly.
“Keep if not open, want to until when we are here Mom”
Right too, how long will they be here.
FLECKISH
Alya even immediately closed her eyes for fear that the room would be angry, but the screams from Zio made her startled and went straight into the room that turned out her husband and son were already there.
“Astaghfirullah Keyla.” said Alya was shocked to see Keyla sleeping peacefully in the arms of a man who was not his Muhrim.
His eyes began to glaze over, while Kenan immediately built two humans who slept peacefully.
“Keyla wake up !!” Hardik Kenan with a mounting rage.
“Keyla wake”
Alya repeatedly heard screaming sounds from her husband, while Keyla was still peacefully asleep there.
“Siram by Dad”
Alya immediately stared intently at Zio for giving an Idea that he thought was not good.
“Ambilin water !!” kenan Pinta.
Regardless of his gaze, Zio immediately went into the bathroom and came out carrying a water dipper. And-and-so.
Byaaarrr.
In an instant Keyla and the man sleeping beside her instantly woke up.
“Daddy, Mommy” call Keyla.
“Ngapain you here ??” asked Kenan with crossed eyes.
Keyla glanced at the entire hotel room, and Keyla's gaze immediately fell on the man holding her head, possibly hurting from being forcefully awakened.
“King, what are you doing here ??”
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Visual of King Alvaro Pradipta.
Visual Keyla Adzkia Abraham's.
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