Friend But Manja

Ch. 32 - Keano

Tasya first entered the yard and then followed by Keano's car.

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“Good yes, just got home. Don't know yourself, be loved for heart...”.

Such was Grandma Nia's spray after finding out who came was Tasya.

Tasya ignored Grandma Nia's spray and also the cold gaze of Sandra's mother who was opening the magazine sheet.

“Excuse me,” Keano and Nia entered the house.

Tasya giggled because Grandma Nia stopped babbling after knowing that not only Tasya but her favorite granddaughter also came.

“Eh, yes. Please sit down, who is this?” Mami Sandra invited Keano to sit down.

“Keano, aunty. Timenya Tasya same Nia,” Keano smile friendly. A smile rarely seen by their peers.

“My friend?” Tasya glanced at Keano while chuckling then climbed the stairs.

“If any visiting guest is welcomed, cepet make a drink,” Granny Nia advises from the tv room.

Son, nyokap, grandma are both hypocrites. Hypocrisy is their hereditary legacy, Tasya spins a lazy ball and walks into the kitchen.

“Nia, how to get home delivered to Keano, what's up?” Mami Sandra was worried to see her son's gaze so empty.

“Nia intercepted thugs on her way home from school, probably still traumatized.But, Nia hasn't been whacked by those goons, Auntie.” It was clear Keano was because Nia was unwilling to open her mouth.

“Perman? Kok can. But, thankfully there is Keano boy. Thanks for taking care of aunt.” Mami Sandra stroked Nia's hair.

“Actually Tasya is also the-“

Ahem, ahem!

Tasya cleared his throat to stop Keano's speech.

“Please son Keano, drink,” said mami Sandra after Tasya put a glass filled with orange juice.

“Thank you, Aunt.” Keano picked up the drink that Tasya had made.

“Kea, sorry yes just made a drink I accidentally sneezed kept snot the same saliva I mixed with the juice again lo drink,” whispered Tasya who sat beside Keano.

Ohok! Ohok!

Keano choked on the juice she was drinking, while Tasya chuckled in amusement.

“Tasya, if anyone else drinks don't be disturbed,” Mama Sandra advises. While Nia's facial features get worse, like fed up with everything Tasya does.

Keano hesitated to finish her drink then glanced at Tasya who was laughing silently.

“Gue joking. Drink, appreciate me who made.” Tasya said after her laughter had subsided.

Keano put an empty glass on the table then glanced at Tasya, “Manis.”

“Yeah, if I give you the juice as a hook. Weird lo.” Tasya patted Keano's thigh.

Keano smiled faintly as she rubbed her slightly numb thighs.

Ahem!

“Papi?” mami Sandra and Nia said at the same time and they both stood up.

“Sore, Om.” Keano stood up as well.

Only Tasya was still sitting on the chair even the girl did not glance at her father at all.

“Nia, bring papi bag up.”

Nia received an office bag from her father's right hand, while her father's left hand held a map.

“Tasya, papi want to talk to you,”

Tasya got up from his seat and followed his father to the backyard.

“Tante, I am also returning home. Thank you for being so well welcomed.”

“Yes, play here often. Nia activities are also not too busy.” Mami Sandra escorted Keano to the front porch.

“You think I was stupid to the point of not knowing the contents of this agreement letter,” Tasya throws a map from his father rudely.

“Your mami company will be destroyed if no one is responsible,”

“Enough. Mr. Hendrawan you think you prepared my mami, Hah! Dare to want to take over the company mami, you are a shameless and crazy person of treasure.” Tasya pointed at his papa face.

“Tasya, I just want to protect your mami company.”

“Persetan. Your company is on the verge of collapse right, you don't want to fall poor so you want to take over my mama's company, right? You are cunning,”

Plaque!

“Child doesn't know himself!”

Tasya chuckled then felt his cheek numb and left his papi.

“You're leaving my son's house, embarrassing.” Nia's grandmother threw two suitcases belonging to Tasya from the stairs.

“And take this too, the person you always hold high,” Grandma Nia threw a figura that was drawn by such a beautiful adult woman.

“Mami,” Tasya took a photo of her mom from broken glass.

“Good, you don't need to know who my mom is,” Tasya laughs mockingly then grabs her suitcase.

“Mother and child are equally embarrassing. Just look, without us you will be a road kingpin,” Grandma Nia left her waist.

Tasya smiled slanted then looked coldly at the middle-aged woman who had lately always been fighting mouth with him, then turned towards the stairs, Nia and her mama who were standing staring at the cynical Tasya.

“Tasya,” call Hendrawan from the direction of the backyard.

Tasya snorted before walking half a run towards the outside of the house.

***

“Mami how can I meet people like them? They are evil mi... I can feel what mami rasain,” Tasya lowered her head while gently rubbing the picture of her mom.

“Maafin Tasya, mi,” says Tasya.

“Sya..”

Tasya puffed up, himself memorizing the voice. Yes, Keano.

“Sorry, I follow you,” Keano sits next to Tasya.

Tasya grabbed the sunglasses from her bag and used them to cover her puffy eyes.

They were both in the complex park

“Why burned?”

Tasya glanced at Keano at a glance, then again burned the photo of his mother to ashes.

“Sya..” Keano was confused with Tasya. The girl cried even her tears poured down her cheeks but there was no sound of sobs.

Tasya kept the gas lighter and stared at Keano while clucking, “What?”

“Pipi lo, Yes. Pain?”

“Anaan anyway, I'm used to.” Tasya brushed off Keano's hand which touched her cheek which left a trail of slaps.

“Lo has followed me, you have to be responsible.” Tasya hugged Keano.

“Lo can not return before I permitin,” continued Tasya.

Keano returned Tasya's embrace, one hand he used to gently wipe Tasya's head.

“Sya, you can story, not good harbored alone.” Keano felt her clothes wet with Tasya's tears.

Tasya puffed but still leaning on Keano's body, “Lo kepo yes,” accompanied by stiffness.

Keano bought sunglasses that covered Tasya's eyes, “This is the other side of lo, Sya. Lo again cry but still can joke.”

Tasya again buried his face in the chest Keano field while chuckling, “Ya keep me the current slumped so lamented my sad fate? Very lively I.”

“So much lo, Sya.” Keano rubbed Tasya's head again.

“Keano Algesha,” Call Tasya upset.

“Why the hell, Sya?” Keano chuckled a little.

“Balikin my glasses, Tasha's ” frustrated, Keano kept his arms away holding the glasses.

“Au, pain Sya,” Keano rubbed his recently pinched waist Tasya.

“Do not cry again yes.”

Tasya snorted in annoyance after Keano put on her glasses and wiped the tears that soaked her cheeks. “So romantic lo, I'm not your girlfriend ya.”

“Lo don't want to be my girlfriend?”

Tasya chuckled at Keano's question.

“No,” Tasya shook his head, “Have to be your wife,”.

Tasya smiled widely and her index finger pointed at Keano's smiling face.

“Sya..” Keano groped Tasya's cheek which contained traces of a former slap.

Hihihi.

Hihihi.

Tasya's mobile phone ringtone successfully stopped Keano's speech and actions.

“Hallo,”

“Luna?”

“Office?”

“OK, I'll be there soon.”

“What's up?” Keano raised both eyebrows.

“Lo more expression now, want to come?” Tasya chuckles.

“Where?”

“Ikut only if curious,” Tasya walk to his car.