
Good things should only exist in the heart and mind, bad things are enough to be ignored so as not to be thought.
Sosmed's post on Keyran's Art account reached a billion-like figure once a post. Plus the child posted 2 more pictures. One picture of him taking a selfie and the two behind him. Yeah, those two guys are Keila and Leon's parents.
"Hmm this picture is good, with the caption vacation with family. Hmm and my last post was the picture drawn earlier on the plane. Hmm not bad just 3 pictures during Paris." Laughter of the child.
Looks like the trip this time was very enjoyed by all of them except Ken. The man was still with a tight face like her husband Leon and not as energetic as usual.
Keila whispers to her son to pull Ken around under the largest tower in Paris.
Keyran nodded and held Ken's hand and immediately took him running.
Leon smiled at the behavior of his wife who made his son attract his best friend.
Leon hugged her from behind and whispered softly.
"What do you whisper to our dear child?" The man asked as he looked at Ken being pulled at will by Keyran.
"Just tell him to play, look at your best friend's face. Pointing Ken. His face was as tight as you were when I first got into the company." Her speech.
Leon looked at the girl in his arms.
"Ah really? That's right." Denying Leon.
"It's true your face is super tight." Grunts Keila.
"If there is no doubt." Icha grunts from behind them carry ice cream with Lana.
"It seems like it's been a long time since I brought my little niece to play." Lana.
"Hmmm, that's right too. Sister how after this we go to the rides to play sister, come on don't focus too much to work." Icha grouse on Leon.
Leon and Keila stared at each other, and the girl nodded.
"Alright Icha, I'll make sure you guys will play as much as you can here and on your return if it doesn't interfere with Keyran's study schedule." Sneakily.
"alright, okay. Take this." Take this." Icha gave his ice to Leon and Keila.
"You?" Ask Leon.
"I don't like sweet food." Not a moment to speak again a spoonful of ice had landed in Leon's mouth.
"Didnit, swallow. I'm not gonna ask you to eat this every day." Keila laughed while eating her ice.
Lana calls Keyran and Ken from afar.
"Let's eat the ice cream here." Waving towards them.
Keyran and Ken stared at them from afar.
"This uncle's nephew knows his uncle's not okay." Her speech.
"Come on back. They're looking for us." Key answered running towards Lana.
Ken's phone kept ringing and saw one name he didn't want to see - Prilly.
"Uncle come quickly." Shouted Keyran halfway to his parents and Ken.
"Ah okay. Ken turned off his phone and went after the little boy. For a while I want a handsome holiday load, after this I'll think of a solution." Inner The Man.
What about a story of love that we never thought we would have, never wanted and would indirectly belong to us and require us to love it? I'm still thinking about it.
The first trip after arriving in this city made me very happy, including from some wishes to fly here and finally be here with my small family. The girl looked around and looked at the people she loved.
Keyran gave him his tablet on the way to the famous restaurant that night.
"Ma look at this? Looks like I'll have a visit to the art gallery here." Giving tablets.
"Wow, this is so amazing, baby." Ucal Keila was shocked.
"What's that?" Ask Leon.
Some of those desires and hopes change us a lot, which we used to think all the things that exist this time are delusions and dreams alone can be realized.
Keila hugged the little boy, the child who brought about many changes in her life, blessings and luck.
That made Keila a little silent and shocked.
"That's right Leon said. After all, people should also know who is the daughter-in-law of Hartono, and who is the wife of Leon Hartono. Hot News is so." Said Icha while playing her finger pointing at Keila like shooting her with her finger.
"It seems like a good idea." Said Ken who had previously checked the movement of stock charts and some office work.
"Where's Keil?" Ask Leon.
"Ah okay." Her speech.
Icha whispers to Lana and then to Ken
"May also." Ken and Lana's answer.
Enter them in a very famous French restaurant.
Out of nowhere the reporters and cameramen waiting for their families had dinner there and welcomed Keyran.
"Excuse me Ken repaired the table earlier." He said to the receptionist.
"Okay sir, I hear you're the manager of Keyran Fay." Her speech.
"I was right to be with him. Show us to the VIP room." Ken Say.
"Alright follow me sir." Say the Girl.
Unexpectedly, they were warmly welcomed by the restaurant owner who apparently had worked with the company Arfandy who at that time together with Keila as well.
The man who owned the restaurant immediately greeted Keila and Keyran.
"Hallo ms. Fay, why don't you tell me if you're visiting this country." His regards.
"Hi Uncle Brown how are you?" Ask Keyran.
"Oh my god. My little keyrano is tall and big now huh." Reveal it.
"Thank you sir." Keyran.
"Sorry the master of their room is there may I take him now?" Said the receptionist.
"Oh yes I will help you bring this special guest of ours. Come on let's Ms. Fay." Her speech.
They followed the man.
Leon whispered to his wife.
"You know him, baby?" Ask Leon.
"At a concert in London he once saw Keyran with Arfandy playing the piano as the opening of a major event. He's also Arfandy's business partner." Brisket Keila.
Loen. "It turns out I married an amazing girl. Not only can it compensate me but it can also be in any place with any situation." Inner Leon with a smile.
Enter them in a room with a direct view of the Eiffel Tower and accompanied by a flickering flickering lamp.
"When you arrive Ms. Fay?" Ask.
"Just this morning, Mr. Brown. Ah yes introduce Leon Hartono my husband and the man beside him Ken as my husband's manager and assistant. The man next to him is Mr. Lana's younger sister Arfandy currently serves as CEO in Indonesia and the woman next to her is her fiance." Keila introduced them one by one.
"Gee. Hello, Leon sir. Shakes hands. Congratulations on marrying our prettiest and smartest goddess." Her speech.
"Thank you sir." Shake his hand back.
"Ah sir Ken." Shaking hands.
"Hmm sir Lana? Hi, say my regards to your brother yes and hello miss." Her speech.
"How are you, Mr Brown?" Ask Keyran.
"Hmm I'm very good. I was confused why my restaurant suddenly a lot of cameramen and journalists turned out to be our child artist here. Therefore as a welcome from me, this dinner is free especially for important guests." Her laugh.
"Thank you very much Mr. Brown's." Keila.
All the good that is harvested, all kinds of relationships that are owned must be able to support the stability that exists. That's how kindness just came to Keila and her son.