Elan For Kiandra

Chapter 7

After the blur event, more precisely the umpteenth time trying to escape, Rendi aka Elan's father increasingly tightened the supervision on Elan.

He felt Elan needed special supervision,

"So how's Rendi's next move!?" asked the man in the black suit who always followed wherever Rendi went, he was an Ajun.

If you forget then the author reminds again about Ajun.

Ajun was Rendi's personal bodyguard, even since they were young. Ajun in addition to being Rendi's personal bodyguard who was also assigned to escort the wife while pregnant with her daughter, Ajun is also the husband of Nadin's best friend named Dini. And more and will be more complicated again, if you forget then the author reminded again that Dini is a cousin of Aisyah.

There are many coincidences in this world that are actually not coincidental because in fact everything has been arranged. We can't choose our own scenario but we can create a new chapter with our own version of the story, want to be the main character in our own story or just a ride in the story of others.

Life does need a struggle, because being the main character is not just a passing ride but a somersault with the longest scenario.

Perhaps that is what Elan and Kiandra would choose, rather than just being the child of the ice block and the arrogant, they chose to create their own story with their own version.

Back to Ajun and Rendi sir yes!!!!

Ohhh yes, how about the story of Juna the handsome soldier? So kepo

Hushtt!!!! No kelar if looking for the story of the elders, now back to the story of Elan and Kiandra first yes.

"So how's Rendi's next move!?" asked the man in the black suit who always followed wherever Rendi went, he was an Ajun.

"I want, security for Elan added again" he said firmly without changing his cold expression.

"Good sir!" said Ajun who was ready with his task, but just about to turn around suddenly he remembered something, he said,

"Oh yes sir?!"

"What else?"

"The great lady invites you to have tea at her residence!"

"All right, I get it! Go!"

"I'm sorry!"

Rendi already knew enough with the intention of the invitation, the furore that his son did yesterday must have reached the ears of Madam Ratih and her extended family, she must be ready with all the consequences.

***

And sure enough, this morning in the house was a commotion. Elan had to protest here and there because of her father who was sometimes too possessive or too tight.

"Oh yeah, this is too much!?" elan complained as she looked at the man standing in the middle opening the car door for her.

He also turned back into the house. Yes_, he should not even bring his own car, he should be in between drivers to go to school or to other places including the opportunity to hang out with his friends will be lost.

"Darling, what's wrong? Is anyone missing?" nadin asked who saw Elan back.

"Mother, is this serious?" asked Elan and Nadin just frowned not giving with the intention of the question his son.

"What else, baby?" nadin asked as he approached his eldest son.

“Come on, Elan won't be in the driver's anther! New also sim so cooking can not be used!” elan protested in his potent tone. Luckily his father had already left for work so this commotion did not get bigger.

“Elan ..., no need to protest! It has become your father's decision, do not get your sim pulled again father!” nadin said, "Yes mommy wants to continue breakfast!" Nadin chose to sit back rather than continue to serve his son, he said,

"Come bund!" whining Elan, he came back to sit as if he forgot that he was in a hurry to go to school.

"Can't Elan.., if Elan wants to ride a car in the driver's anther if it doesn't mean yes take an angkot!" said Nadin who pretended to be busy eating his breakfast.

"Ihhhhh!?" Elan could only snort in annoyance. He was trying to find a way to get permission to bring his motorbike or car.

“Morning mother ..!” greet Keysa who just came out of her room.

"By my darling, let's have breakfast!" nadin said as Keysa kissed her cheeks.

"Eh Abang Elan nyebelin, did not so leave in the morning?" he asked with a mocking smile, because Keysa knew today Elan had an appointment with his friends to leave early because there would be an inter-school basketball tournament.

“Iiissstttt ..., broccoli pack out again!” grumbled Elan while eating his original bread even though his stomach was full.

"That's Key's breakfast ration, why is it too!?" Keyra immediately took the remaining bread half of Elan's hand and devoured it.

"Loorok!?" elan saw the behavior of his sister.

"Wildamah! the rest of my brother too, not unclean right Lo!?"

"Gue nutmeg Lo yes!?" Elan had already stood up and almost pinned Keysa on the head but Keysa quickly hid beside her mother.

"Mother, Brother!"

“Elan don't be like his sister!"

"Weekkkk!?" key who felt victorious stuck his tongue out at Elan.

"Key ..., that's polite to your brother!” nadin told Keysa again.

“Iya bun ..., get angry! Don't have the same kind of gourmet brother!” elan is styled like a propocator.

"It's not scolded" said Keysa annoyed, he took a piece of bread and put jam on it and immediately ate it.

“This is a bund, Elan Nebeng Key!" said Elan who got the idea.

"NO!" but immediately got a firm rejection from Keysa.

"Come on, you're my most beautiful sister, well, cute, pinter, everything!"

"No, I don't want to go to school because of you!?"

"Come on!" rayu Elan's.

"Ijinin aja key, after all the same driver." persuaded Nadin as well, but Elan immediately frowned.

"So Key's got a driver?" elan asked who knew.

"Emang Lo think I brought my own car? In a cage in a dungeon if I take my own car with me dad!?" keysa said and finally Elan could only sigh in frustration.

After painstakingly persuading his father to get a SIM now the little thing is in vain because of his own carelessness.

"All right, what can I do!?" Elan then stood up from her seat and walked out of the house with no energy.

"What if he hasn't had breakfast bund?" keysa asked as he looked at Elan's back that was disappearing behind the door.

"He who?" Nadin pretended not to know, even though he knew what his daughter meant by Elan.

"Hhhh, bang Elan, bund!"

"Well that's what you call him, the horror will be cool, mother! Already, just no longer allowed as papa to bring his own car, the bike is also in Rante same father!?"

"cttt cttt ctt, kasian kasian ...!" keysa said, shaking his head and smiling triumphantly at the suffering of his sister.

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