The Circle of Love of the Grandchild of Sultan

Beib

Happy reading ....

One by one the guests who were waiting began to arrive. Wira Atmadja and Nura come with the family of their two children, Alya and also Rendy.

Wira and Nura walked ahead. Following behind them, Alya and Rafael pair up. Then Rendy and Amiera.

Their arrival certainly distracts other restaurant visitors. Because it is a restaurant owned by Laura it is always crowded with visitors because of the comfortable susananya.

Arka that appeared cute had made some girls gaping with sparkling eyes. His figure stole their attention. But then the twinkle of their eyes faded while Arka held the beautiful woman in glasses who was walking beside her.

Maybe they think it's Arka's lover. But in reality, the young woman was Raya, Arka's cousin. While Nara— his return is outside the city. The big family greeted Laura and Queen who looked very beautiful with an old gray helter dress. A few minutes later King approached and greeted them.

Shortly after, the Maliek family also came to the restaurant. The appearance of Maliek and Meydina is beyond doubt. Maliek looks charismatic with his style. Meydina as well. Although the look was always simple, Meydina looked elegant and dazzling. Especially Amar.

The young businessman was very charming and had diverted the attention of visitors to the restaurant downstairs. Not only women, even the men took a look when one of them said in a soft voice, "That's Amar Maliek, right?"

Amar is a conversation, especially among entrepreneurs. Bramasta Corporate's successor business steps in developing the company's wings reap a lot of praise from senior entrepreneurs. So no wonder, some of them do not want to miss the opportunity to photograph Amar with a mobile camera. Then, where's Zein?

Zein was driving to Evan Atmadja's house.

At Evan's house, the family had already prepared, but had not yet left. Alena gets upset and knocks rough on the bathroom door.

This is the umpteenth time Mima went back and forth to the room. There's only reason.

"I'm gonna pee ...."

"I have a stomachache, Pi."

"Mommy, I don't want to wear heels. What if it falls? You know, I don't usually wear heels?"

And the last one ...

"Mommy, I really have a stomachache." The ringis while running towards the stairs.

"really? So that was a lie?" cry Alena.

"Yes. But really, Mi. Well, it hurts," said Mima stopped his steps while holding the bottom of his stomach.

That was the drama a moment ago. And at this time ....

"Snap, Mima! Everyone is waiting for you!" scream Alena from outside the bathroom door.

"Prophe dong, Mami!" sahut Mima was no less strangling him, because he lit a water faucet that was nearby.

"Patience .. patience. What's impatient mami, heh? Scribbles!"

"Yes, one minute!"

"Mi!" I heard Riky call from downstairs.

"Yes, Pi." Legally.

"Mommy wait downstairs, Mima!"

"okay."

Mima was so anteung in the bathroom. When it was enough because it was a bit sore and bored, Mima came out of the bathroom with a happy look. Either happy because the stomach pain has subsided, or happy because it has managed to buy the departure time. Only the girl and God know.

But the smile on his face faded when he saw who was leaning on his wardrobe. A handsome man was looking at her while folding both hands on his chest.

"Hi, Beib!" sapana.

"Hi too!" sahut Mima softly while grinning and raising one hand.

It seemed that Mima was unaware of what she was doing just now. Because right now, the girl was patting her lips while cursing. Meanwhile, Zein just grinned at Mima's behavior.

"You deliberately kept us waiting?" ask Zein ketus.

"No," said Mima no less. Mima passed Zein and opened the wardrobe. Mima took out another dress that was to be worn. Zein who saw that immediately protested.

"What's not? That's what you want? How to get changed?" his pedicab.

"Like Mima dong, Brother. It's been used for a long time in the wc. If it smells, how? Shame, right?" mima delicacy.

"It doesn't have to be replaced either, Beib. You can spray perfume, '" suggested Zein.

"Did, sana! It will be late. Mommy! Papi! There's a mannequin in my room!" his screeches.

Mima's screeches not only deafened Zein's ears, but also left the man gaping in disbelief.

"Mannequin? It's nice of you to say that, brother" protested Zein who moved her hand to pull Mima's hand away.

Zein did not expect that the edge would shock Mima and make the girl lose her balance. Spontaneous Zein pulls Mima's waist down so she doesn't fall.

"Sister Zein on purpose?" peekkik Mima again.

"Ish, you." Zein who was not strong with Mima's screech instantly released the circle of her hand.

Mima bent her face while looking at Zein who was also looking at her questioningly.

"Sister came out, I want to change clothes," said Mima annoyed.

"Have changed, don't scream. Noisy know?" sahut Zein is still trying to be patient.

"Yes, I changed in front of my sister" challenged Mima.

"Replace. Not bad to get a windfall," Zein replied as she folded her hands back to her chest.

"Well, Brother Zein' there out." Mima whined while stomping her feet.

Zein frowned. You then grinned thinly while shaking your head. Zein finally came out of the room considering they were already too late at this time.

"Just a little bit, Beib," Zein said before closing the door.

"Ckk. Beib, beib. What am I, anyway? Idih, lest Sister Zein have a sugar baby. That's why I'm used to calling 'beib'. Papi sama mami kok the hell? Time yes I got a former person," muttered Mima monologue slowly.

Mima glared at the door as if Zein was behind it. She rushed to replace the dress she was wearing with another Meydina gown. Unfortunately the lacy dress was using a zipper on the back.

Mima walked towards the door and opened it slowly. Mima pops his head while holding his chest. He saw Zein sitting on one of the chairs in the room next to his room focusing on the phone screen. In a soft voice, Mima called out to the waiter.

"Mbak, ma'am! Where the hell is it?"

Mima drowned hoping that someone would hear his call.

"What do you want? They're probably in the kitchen" Zein said, leading Mima to pull herself into the room.

"Quick dong, Beib. Mami has asked you since," said Zein as she got up from the chair and walked toward the door of Mima's room.

"Sister Zein, can you please call me Shoot, right?" ask Mima from behind the door. Mima again popped his head from behind the door while installing a puppy eyes mode.

"No. Call yourself," said Zein flatly and passed towards the stairs.

"Ish, evil," decih Mima softly.

Mima gasped to find Zein turning around and pushing the door of her room. He did not expect his words to be heard by the man.

"What did you say just now? Wicked?" asked Zein with her flat expression.

"No, I heard wrong. Brother Zein is good. Very good, hehe."

Zein narrowed the tip of his eyes. He began to understand what had happened to Mima.

"If you are a good brother, why not ask for a shirt with your sister? How come you're even gonna shoot?" asked Zein with his devilish smile.

"I-this is a long zipper. I'm ashamed to ask for help from my sister" said Mima misbehaving.

"Bad brother, Beib. Don't be ashamed. Come here, let's have a little brother." Zein walked slowly closer to Mima who was avoiding Zein with a step back.

"Really, Brother. I call you mbak. We're not mahram, hehe, '" said Mima.

"When what's your brother, heh?" asked Zein while pulling Mima's waist to stick to her. Quickly one hand Zein pulled the zipper of the dress.

"As for the boy," Zein said as he patted Mima on the forehead. Zein passed by leaving the place while exclaiming, "Prefect, don't take it long!"

"Yes, sister," said Mima as he scratched his nape.

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