THE HEIR
MAISYA
Maisya, a pretty girl with dark brown irises. Small but pointed nose, black hair.
Maisya is very similar to Puspita. The girl has not worn the hijab like her sisters Naisya and Arimbi.
Eighteen-year-old Maisya coincides with this month of Hajj. Maisya, working together with Affhan and Dimas.
"Miss, here's the report you asked for," a secretary came in handing over a thick file.
Maisya let out a long breath. Just now he was happy because the pile of paper on the table had been reduced, instead came a new pile.
"What's urgent?" the girl complained a little.
"Unfortunately, yes, Miss. The company from PT Griya Perkasa has repeatedly asked for a settlement as soon as possible," replied the secretary with a regretful face.
Maisya would not want to open the file. Most of them stay with family. Make the job a little mountainous. Rando helped as much as he could. But, because there are many companies that need help improving their accounting data, making the work multiply.
After doing his job. The girl, picked up by her brother and also her twin brother.
"Master," said Lola, Maisya's secretary.
"Ehem!" reprimanded Maisya.
Lola has just joined in to replace her long-married secretary. The girl forgot the rules if it was forbidden to tease her super handsome boss.
The girl lowered her head in fear as Maisya stared intently at her secretary.
"Don't cross the line, brother. I'm not reluctant to expel you again and look for a new secretary" Maisya said firmly.
"Sorry Miss," Lola's great-granddaughter was afraid.
'Come on Baby," asked Dimas to take his sister.
Affhan was joined by Dimas. Teenagers of the same age with him are only different months.
"Pa'lek Mai wants to eat Padang rice yes," the girl's pinta was spoiled.
"Baby tea" replied Dimas.
They did not miss the four guards who were guarding them. Sandro, Gery, Ahmad and Hasan.
"They walked and crossed the road, because the location of the Padang rice stall was there.
After lunch, they chose to go to the nearest mosque to perform dhuhur prayer.
"Hi" said a young man as Maisya waited for his two brothers on the terrace of the mosque. The guards have not finished praying either. So Maisya was alone there
Maisya nodded politely at the young man who greeted her. The young man sat down by the girl's side. Maisya slightly distanced herself from getting too close.
"Only?" the young man tried to be friendly.
"No, wait for you, it's not right yet" Maisya replied trying to be friendly.
The beauty of Maisya is different. The girl is very unique, her skin is reddish and mixed look clearly if Maisya is not native.
"You mixed up, huh?"
Maisya was a little annoyed by the question of the young man who was trying to get along with her. The girl stood up, knowing that she asked the bodyguard for the car keys and waited there.
Maisya saw there was a merchant rujak. The girl came down from the terrace to buy it. The young man followed.
"Ngapain anyway?" tanyanya sewot's.
"I want to buy too!" the young man also took a seat.
"Don't whip. I kicked Lu!" hardik Maisya rough.
The girl pulled out the side of her bar. The young man slightly retreated.
"Neng," the street vendor calmed Maisya down.
The bodyguards did not find the young lady panicking a little. They searched the entire parking lot of the mosque. The mosque is so big.
"That's Miss!" yells.
"Let me go there!" hasan said then followed his young lady.
"Miss!" call him.
"Om" said Maisya.
Hasan's sharp gaze at the young man standing close to his young miss made the young man instantly retreat in order.
"This is Neng," the salesman handed him two medium-sized mica.
They're back in the office. Several pairs of eyes stared at the three creatures with above average good looks and beauty.
"Uh, very handsome, Mr. Dimas and Mr. Affhan," praised one of the women.
"It's so pretty" praised one of the employees.
"Miss, young master, Mr. Carlos is coming" reports Loli.
"Alright, have him wait in his usual room" Dimas ordered.
"Okay Sir!"
"Where's Rando's father?" ask Affhan.
"Sir Rando is meeting in another room completing accounting owned by PT Degrees Prizen, young master!" loli replied bowing respectfully.
'Heh, come on!' bring Dimas. "Let's settle down quickly!"
Maisya brought the rujak that was in her hands. The three of them went to see Carlos Tevez. Nationality of Brazil-Indonesia.
They shake. Maisya sat alone and let his brother take over the job.
The girl wanted to eat rujak. He opened it slowly and put the pineapple fruit after poking the peanut sauce first.
'Sruup!' a faint sound is heard.
Three different-age men looked over. Maisya if he has found his favorite does not care about others.
Carlos was stunned by the beauty of the girl who was busy eating it. Dimas was very upset at Carlos's view.
"Ehem!" his sweat.
"Ah .. pardon me!" Carlos was conscious.
"Can we continue?" ask Dimas.
Carlos nodded, but his focus was split. Kunyahan Maisya on the rujak he ate made him have to swallow coarse salivary.
Maisya is really sexy in Carlos eyes. Even the tongue decak Maisya pesesesan made the man's mind breezed buana.
"Maishya!" he snapped Dimas at his nephew's cousin.
The girl stared innocently at her uncle. Maisya was indeed as innocent as the most junior rioters in the house.
"To your room!" dimas' command finally in a soft tone.
"Tea!" sahut Maishiah.
'Don't spend the pot!' affhan.
"Have Hasan buy it again!" shouted Maisya replied.
Affhan was about to retort but Dimas's flat gaze undoed his intentions.
"Pa'lek," whined spoiled Affhan.
Carlos looked at both. He felt the warmth of the two teenagers.
"You guys seem so close" said the man smiling.
"Yes, we are close to you" said Dimas.
Finished fixing Carlos's little accounting problem. They came out of the room with big smiles.
"Thank you, sir, for fixing my accounting data" Carlos said shaking hands with the two.
The head of the man was still looking for the whereabouts of the figure of the girl who had attracted his heart. Dimas cut off the look of the man's search. Carlos smiled wryly.
The man left, after which they went to Maisya's study. There the girl was holding her stomach.
"Babys!" pekik Dimas panicked. Affhan is no less panicked.
"It hurts!" Maisya Whine.
Affhan saw two packs of finished rujak eaten by Maisya. The teenager took a long breath.
"To the hospital yes," asked Dimas worried.
Maisya nodded, the girl continued to press firmly on her stomach which was wrapped around in pain. Dimas.
"Son?" Rando was surprised when he saw Maisya being carried away.
Maisya hugged Dimas tightly. Affhan had already wet his eyes from feeling the pain of his twin sister.
"Papa, Dimas wants to take Baby to the hospital first yes, please take care of everything" said Dimas.
"Well son," said Rando rubbed Maisya's back.
The guards were quick. They got in the car and headed straight to the hospital.
"Babies?" Lidya was surprised when Dimas ran while holding the agonized Maisya.
"Baby Mai eats mostly Mam's rujak" Dimas reported.
Affhan was already crying, he also felt his stomach ache. He did not eat a single fruit.
Before long, Virgou came to the hospital. Maisya was asleep and her hands were flushed.
"Baby cycles suddenly and eats too much fruit to make his stomach cramp," explains Lidya.
"It's okay Daddy. Tomorrow we can go home," he continued to relieve Virgou.
The man with a million charms was waiting for his daughter. Maisya hugged her father tightly.
"Baby .. cepet healed yes," he said softly and kissed Maisya's forehead.
Seriate.
Ah .. Mai's different behavior.
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