Fat Broken Wing

Status

After finishing buying various snacks typical of the brothers who used to run in the complex park, the two of them have now returned to riding the iron horse owned by Dave very slowly, with a very slow, enjoy the atmosphere of their housing complex with a new status for both. Many wishful thinking and hope in their minds on the relationship they have just planted together in their hearts, hoping someday to be able to establish a relationship more and better, marriage for example.

"Tomorrow, we run in the morning in the park yuk Kak, will you?" kiyara asked, she remembered Dave's words that would accompany her to do metamorphosis on her, become a much healthier person again and if she could lose weight a little, at least no longer obes, at least, want his cheeks are still chubby and his stomach has one or two eels was not an important healthy problem with regular diet and exercise and Istiqomah done.

"Well, what time do you want, you don't go to the cafe?"

"Subuh aja Kak, you have to go to the office as well. How do you want Brother?"

"May, we run away tomorrow."

"Favor, Brother."

Dave, nodding and smiling sweetly though his smile could not be seen by Kiyara.

"Sister, it's Uncle Jeff's Sunday instead of the clock to the house, yes, if you meet Mommy how Kak? Mommy was going to the house" Kiyara said with a worried tone.

"Please, Ki. Surely Mother you protect Mommy again, anyway the plan today I want to talk to Daddy, want to straighten all the problems that occur."

"Sister, are you ready?" ask Kiyara.

"God willing, doain yes may Big Brother talk with Daddy Brother, and Brother can also make the right decision for the life of Brother, Mommy, and Daddy Brother in the future."

"Yes, Brother Kiyara must be Brother's doain."

The motorbike that drove very slowly, is now entering the yard of Kiyara's house, where their allegations are on target, he said, when they see a car that is familiar to them parked neatly in the yard of Kiyara's house.

Kiyara, get off the top of Dave's bike slowly. "Where, Brother ... would you like to come in?"

"Ayo, ini jajanannya kamu bawa masuk dulu kasihin ke Kakak Ipar kamu dulu, aku akan masuk beberapa menit dari kamu masuk."

Kiyara, nods while receiving some plastic bags that Dave proposes.

From where Dave stood, seeing Kiyara had entered his house. He was not at all afraid that his Daddy would see him from behind the glass in the living room, because lately his Daddy was always invited by Kiyara's father to relax in the back garden on the advice of Kak Dafa, Kak, which reason if his Daddy was always in the living room when he was visiting is not impossible he will know if the house in front of Kiyara's house is Dave's house.

His legs had started to walk to the side of Kiyara's house, towards the gazebo he had occupied to confide in Dafa. The longer the step closer to the gazebo, the voice of the fathers who were chatting clearly sounded in his ears, making him more determined to finish all this.

"Assalamu'alaikum," he said to divert the attention of the fathers who were busy exchanging stories.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" the two answered.

Those blue eyes, staring at the young man who almost looked like 90% of him when he was young, there was a sense of regret, longing, longing, also the love that was buried from the dull face, with a heart that continues to cheer to condemn his actions first that indirectly hurt the figure of the young man before him.

"Son ..you are here" he said.