
Papa Aksa seemed to enjoy, a sweet smile always adorned his lips with the sparkling look of his eyes depicting his heart that was blooming. Suddenly his phone rings but Papa Aksa ignores him, so Fany scolds him for so many times.
"Om, pick up the phone," Fany ordered while propping her still ringing phone.
But Papa Aksa did not lift it, just looked at his ringing phone while linking his eyebrows together.
"No, Om" asked Fany.
"There is no name" he answered briefly.
"Who knows what is important, Om" he said.
"No, it's the wrong one" he said.
"Don't you, Girlfriend Om?" fany replied in a annoyed tone.
"Jealous yes," she pleaded.
"No ah" he said.
Fany seemed curious who called her early in the morning, because with wealth and good looks Any woman would want to have it despite her status as a widower. But Fany brushed aside all her curiosities because it just added to the weight of her mind.
"Are you pouting?" tanyakanya.
"So Om, Fany was thinking only of Keysa," he replied, switching the conversation.
"Yes, Om also began to think until nine is not yet finished," he said.
"Before a while, Om will see it" he said as he moved from his seat.
"Fast up, Om" replied Fany.
Papa Aksa moved his legs quickly while his mouth was pouting out his sense of regret.
"Keysa,,,,! open the door" he said, screaming as he knocked on his door.
But Keysa did not reply, Papa Aksa opened the door of his room that was not carefully locked while peeking at him.
"Oh my God, this child," he murmured.
"Keysa, get up," he said as he unfolded his blanket.
"Ah, Papa just bothered," she replied as she pulled the blanket over.
"Astaghfirullah, instead of bathing but sleeping!" said annoyed.
"Crowsy Pa," he answered.
"We've been waiting for Keysa since, '" he said.
"Yes, Keysa took a bath" he said, stomping his feet.
"Fastly, Papa wait ten minutes," he replied as he left his room
"Yes Pa," he said.
With a feeling of annoyance, Papa Aksa got up from his room while ruffling his hair violently.
"Basar stubborn boy," he whispered inwardly.
Fany approached Papa Aksa when he saw his face angry.
"It wasn't a shower, it was a snore" he replied angrily.
"It's Om, don't get angry" he said.
"Keysa is outrageous" he said.
"Patiently, Om, Keysa must have changed" he said, patting her on the shoulder.
"Hopefully" she replied with a smile.
"Om has to be sure, because Keysa is basically a good boy" he said.
"But selfish" he said.
After a few minutes, Keysa came with a smile.
"I'm sorry, Pa" he said.
"No apologies to you" he replied.
"Cie, Papa's sulking," he smiled.
"Next time don't do it, he said briefly.
"Yes Pa," he said.
"Why not work?" ask Keysa.
"Son, Papa wants to take Fany home" he replied.
"Come home?" asked Keysa in shock.
"Yes, why?" the answer.
"Good," he wrote.
Keysa looked at Fany, as their eyes looked at each other, Keysa averted his gaze.
"Look, we're leaving" said Papa Aksa as he lifted his backpack.
Keysa and Fany, following Papa Aksa without a word, and keeping their distance from each other, face full of anger as if they did not want to see his face, but Fany did not reply but tried to approach him at all costs.
"Keysa's not hungry?" fany asked while nudging his arm.
"Son" he answered briefly.
"This is Bread," he said as he thrust out his bread.
"Keysa, no taste," he said, rejecting it.
Papa Aksa glanced from the glass, shaking his head with Keysa's unworthy attitude.
"Keysa, it's outrageous" he whispered inwardly.
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