EPOCHS

Chapter 15

The arrival of the Kinza family group made a scene instantly. All the family members who were in Al's house then prepared in his place to welcome the group besan.

Kinza and Al are already on top of the guarantee. The two seem to be compatible with Kinza who wears peach-colored dresses and Al who wears matching colored suits. Handsome and beautiful like a king and queen.

Everyone seemed busy and happy. As well as Kinza, the girl was delighted. Because, the wedding party looks like a dream wedding.

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"Thank you, Mother. Sorry for these two days Kinza is a lot of trouble, Mother." said Kinza while hugging Mother, the tip of her eyelids look wet, maybe Kinza crying. I don't know.

"Beloved together. Mother never felt bothered, really by Kinza. Precisely Mommy is happy to be with Kinza." over Mommy while returning Kinza's embrace. The middle-aged woman stroked Kinza's back fondly.

Kinza looked at Mommy, her water face looked sad. "Kinza pamit yes, Mother. Keep the health going, Kinza dear Mother." pamit Kinza.

"Yes baby, be careful on the road, huh?"

"Ready, Mother." added Kinza while releasing the arms of Mother.

"Bun, Al pamit yes. Mother keep health continue, later Al will often tengokin Mother." pamit Al alternately. The man hugged Mother Sada.

"Yes, Son. You also need to take care of your health, yes. Take care of Kinza properly, make him happy. Mother believes, someday you will love each other." said Mother gently. His smile expanded, instantly giving Al a high spirit.

"Ready, Mother, then Al pamit, yes." added Al. They both entered the car. A hand-welding wave left Kinza and Al with love and affection.

"Sep apart, not good huh, sister." Bodu Kinza looks sad. Al then looked at Kinza flatly.

"Yes, like not to keep having to undergo." reply Al flat.

"I'm comfortable here, it feels like my happiness has returned" said Kinza slowly. His eyes looked straight ahead.

"Aren't you happy all this time?" al asked as he stared fixedly at Kinza.

"Blessed, but not entirely. For a year, I felt different when I was at Mama's house. I don't know why it feels so awkward. The happiness of seventeen years is forgotten. Honestly, I also feel like something has changed with myself. I feel alone." Kinza replied honestly. She felt sad, but somehow her mood calmed down after saying so to Al.

Al was immediately shocked, the second time he found out how suffering his Kinza was. Even this moment was spoken from his own lips. Kinza said directly to Al.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault." added Al coldly. The man did not look at Kinza anymore, his gaze was straight ahead and looked a little disappointed.

"Don't remember the words, Yangti?" tanya Kinza made sure. Al nodded slowly the omens still remembered.

"Yes." reply Al quickly.

"Don't hate anyone, don't blame anyone. This is all the will of the Powerful. We, we must accept it with the air." Kinza repeated mimicking his Yangti words. A gentle smile was engraved on her beautiful face.

Slowly, Al's smile expanded. He then rattled the top of Kinza's head with anxiety. Kinza's heart was beating faster. It was also a pleasure to be nervous to dominate his heart.

"Sister Al was aware of his actions just now? Duh duh, why it feels so cool." Kinza splash in the heart.

"Bim, ahead stop for a while, yeah. I want to buy souvenirs for Dormitory people." pinta Al on Serda Abim.

"Ready, sir." replied Serda Abim, slowly her driven car pulled over to a souvenir shop typical of Yogyakarta.

"Would you wait here or come with me?" ask Al to Kinza.

"Follow." reply Kinza quickly.

Al and Kinza entered a souvenir shop. Some items such as key chains, bracelets, necklaces, and various kinds of cakes are neatly arranged in place.

"Sister, I want to look over there, yes." said Kinza while pointing at a row of cakes that look delicious. Al nodded small.

"Yes, buy what you want. I want to find something there." reply Al. Kinza smiled faintly and went to meet the ranks of pastries. While Al went to the arrangement of trinkets that look funny and captivating.

Approximately fifteen minutes, Kinza has managed to scoop a variety of typical Yogyakarta cakes. His hands were filled with packaging after package of food. While Al, he brings a variety of knick-knacks his choice is quite a lot.

"Is this really it?" ask Al.

"Yes, this is a lot, really." replied Kinza spontaneously.

They went to the cashier's desk to pay for all their groceries. After that, get back in the car to continue the journey home.

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Kinza's body wriggled slowly. The girl woke up when she felt a burly hand lift her body. Kinza was shocked to death, why did it feel like floating around.

The girl found Al holding her body. Faintly, Al's face looks like he's exhausted.

"Sister, are we there?" ask Kinza half-conscious.

"Have, you just take a break first." pinta Al slowly. When he arrived in the room, Al immediately laid Kinza's body slowly.

"Rest, yes. I want to take care of it in front first." said Al.

"You have much, brother."

"Together." replied Al with a faint smile.

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Kinza woke up because her throat was dry. The beautiful girl circulated her gaze around. There's no Al here, so Kinza just sleeps alone?

Slowly, her feet began to tread to the floor, the girl walked towards the kitchen to wash her throat that felt dry.

Kinza took a quick look at the wall clock. "Hour half-five in the morning." muttered Kinza, the girl again stepped towards the kitchen.

Faintly, the sound of splashing water was heard in Kinza's ears. "Sister?" call Kinza with a typical hoarse voice of waking up.

There was no answer from the bathroom, Kinza then chose to wash his esophagus.

Until without Kinza knowing, Al came out of the bathroom with a chest that was not covered by a thread. "You want to take a shower too?" ask Al suddenly. Kinza was surprised not to play, his heart seemed to want to be dislodged from its place. He turned his body.

"Astagfirullah, Big Brother likes to show off his gini chest." surprised Kinza while covering his face with his hands. His face flushed with embarrassment.

Al smiled faintly. " This view you will see every day. I prefer to be bare-chested when at home." bangbu Al steadily. The man left Kinza who was still enduring the shame as well as the nervousness in his heart.

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Kinza walked towards the kitchen as a cooking scent entered his sense of smell. Honestly, Kinza was feeling hungry at this moment.

"Roved brother?" tanya Kinza while paying attention to Al's skill in cooking. Pretty awesome, Al's like a good chef.

"What do you think I am again? Dangdutans?" reply judes and cuek. Not getting romantic, Al actually returned to being cold to Kinza.

Kinza was upset, instead of answering, Al looked demeaning to Kinza. Is it wrong to just talk? You're Al judes! Batin Kinza protest.

"You just sit down, soon the cooking is ripe. Uh wait, you ready the plate for us to have breakfast. Take it on the bottom shelf." tell Al flat. The handsome man looked focused again.

Kinza manut, he's following orders from Al. Soon, Al's cooking was ripe. The smell of the cuisine instantly gushed into the smell of Kinza.

"The kayak is delicious, sister." cried Kinza while thrusting the plate to Al. His eyes sparkled when he saw the omelette that was so appetizing. Hellooow, Kinza, it's just a little omelette!

Al nodded slowly. "Don't you can't cook, huh?" al Judes asked while guessing, while his hands were busy arranging his food on the plate.

Kinza looks riled up. "Gue can cook? It is a miracle of Kaleee. I swear I can't cook. Brother Al is angry, yes, if I say I can not cook, he will be more judes dong?" inner Kinza protest. He seemed to think for a moment to find the right answer.

"Heh, why is he silent? Don't be right, yeah, you can't cook?" lick Al once again, his eyes looking narrowed.

"It can, but not much. I can fry eggs, cook water, and make instant noodles." Kinza replied excitedly. The answer just now wasn't wrong, was it?

Al tepuk jidat, anxious alias giddy with Kinza's answer. "Fry eggs, cook water, and make instant noodles, you call it cooking? That's why SD kids can also be kaleeee!" cibir Al judes's. Alamaaaak, dead flea, so ashamed of it.

"Kok is equated with SD children anyway, Kak." said Kinza did not like. His lips curled forward a few inches, making a funny impression of its own for Al.

"Udah, admit it if you can't cook. Now eat fast, I have to apple." baju Al ended their conversation.

With a quick movement, Kinza managed to scoop up a delicious omelette made by Al. Like a starving man and like his shamed veins Kinza's been broken. Al was amazed, he looked disgustedly at Kinza who was eating voraciously and messily.

"How many years did you eat, anyway? Or just ate an omelette for the first time?" ask Al judes.

"Eunak, omeulet Brother, eunek." replied Kinza with a full mouth. Double makes Al disgusted and looks horrified.

Al poured water on the glass and gave it to Kinza. Carefully, Al thrusts her at the girl. "Slow down, Kinza, you can choke on it later" Al said slightly softened. Kinzaela looked at Al. Her smile was on her pretty face.

"Thank you a lot, sister." replied Kinza seemed to slow down the tempo of his meal.

Al went back to eating his food. Before long, Al had finished eating, the man then moved from his seat.

Kinza noticed that Al was wearing his PDL shoes. Patently, the burly man put on his shoes and fixed his striped uniform. Looks handsome and handsome.

"Kinza, horrifying me well, yes. After this I want the morning apple and back to service. Sorry, I don't have time to clean up the dinner table or anything else. Can you help me clean up?" al asked quietly while tidying up his uniform.

Kinza gave a small nod, "Yes can, Brother. I'll take care of everything." exclaimed Kinza with enthusiasm. Al approached while scrambling the top of Kinza's head.

"Thank you." stammer Al softly.

Kinza thrust his hand. Al was confused over his treatment. Al's forehead wrinkled, "What do you mean?" confused Al.

"You salim." said Kinza while blushing in embarrassment. Al was silent for a few seconds.

"Ah, yes." reply Al clumsy. The man then thrust his hand. Without thinking much, Kinza immediately kissed Al's hand gently.

Al was silenced, I don't know what to do. But clearly, Al's heart warmed up instantly. "Silver be careful, yes, the spirit of his work." added Kinza while releasing Al's hand.

"I-iya, I'm leaving, yes, you're also careful at home." reply Al while leaving the comfortable Kinza alone. Kinza was happy, especially if he saw Al nervous.

Bruaaak!!

Kinza flinched in shock as a loud voice flapped his ears. Kinza hurriedly headed to the source of the sound coming from the front of the house.

Her tiny legs stepped swiftly, as soon as she opened the door, Kinza found a small pot shattered. In addition, Kinza saw a young girl with a female sex falling on the grass. Al is invisible. Inner Kinza.

Kinza immediately held the child, his body looks dirty with a distinctive face like just waking up.

"Hi, little dick, how could it fall here? Here yuk aunty sling, yuk." exclaimed Kinza softly, he then grabbed the gimbul body belonging to a girl who was about two years old.

The boy noticed Kinza's face, perhaps looking foreign to the point of not stopping to look at Kinza.

"Whose name is it?" ask Kinza gently.

"Alunion" replied the boy named Aruni.

"Oh, Aruni, where's the house, baby?" ask Kinza again.

"In cana." bajuh Aruni while pointing to a house that is located not too far from the Al official house.

"Tante anterin, yes, dear. Aruni had to take a shower, but look at all his dirty clothes. Come on, take a bath, yuuk." take Kinza. He closes the door while delivering Aruni to his house.

"Aruni, well boy, how can it get dirty like this?" call a young mother Kinza who believes she is Aruni's parents. Her pretty face looked panicked and anxious.

"Sorry, ma'am, Aruni was playing in my yard. Her clothes are dirty because they break the flower pot and play ground." said Kinza softly, the girl then handed Aruni to her parents.

The woman took over Aruni. "Sorry troublesome, mbak, Aruni really likes to be tired." he replied slowly.

"I'm Avita, Serda Bima's wife, by the way, whose name is mbak?" ask Avita. Her hands are outstretched.

"I'm Kinza, the wife of Captain Althafariz. Call aja Kinza, mbak." baju Kinza while replying to Avita's hand. Avita was instantly silent, her face looking scared.

"Oh, ma'am, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry to call him 'Mbak'. I just found out that mom is Danki's father's wife." her reply was bad. His face looks pale.

Kinza is confused. Various questions came to his mind.

"Yes, it's okay, then I say goodbye, yeah. Want to clean the house." pamit Kinza. He leaves Avita and Aruni confused.

Kinza should ask Al this, should!