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Renzana Alcatraz

We decided to go home to Kanya's apartment after discussing about Doctor Bella. Although the look on Kanya's face was not entirely cheerful, at least there was no more anger. Even if he occasionally satirizes with sarcastic language that makes it look funny.

"Newly know, if it turns out the doctor who nanganin Mas Araz as beautiful as that. The patient's pantes stay at home for a long time in the hospital."

"Ngaco, where there are people who want long in the hospital. Try asking Son, I guarantee he is not at home and wants to go home quickly."

"Dih, ngalihin's talking. Our guy talks about Mas Araz too."

I laughed in response to Kanya's statement. I looked at his face that looked serious behind the wheel. He forced me to drive when I remembered that my condition had not fully recovered. Even though it is actually strong if only just running a car. After all, this morning I was also strong enough to bring the car to the hospital safely. Last weekend too. Even to Bandung. However, Kanya forced her to drive for my health.

"Mas, I didn't go to work. Want to take me somewhere?" kanya's question made me realize one thing, if today is still an active day of work. When did the woman apply for permission?

"So, if you're unemployed, you can hire it" I said, making Kanya reflexively turn to me.

"That's not it, either. Ihh .. what the hell, say hired."

"It's unemployment, honey. Where the hell are you going?"

Instead of answering my question, Kanya turned her car towards a mall that was quite large. After parking the car, the woman took me to a furniture store. Kanya's tall thin body is so energetic among the items on display ranging from sofas to other home supplies. I don't know what the woman was looking for.

"What are you looking for?" ask me when Kanya chooses various types of swings that are sold.

"According to Mas Araz the bagusan is hung or the one on the floor?" Kanya asked me back and showed me the swing she meant.

"What did he do, huh?"

"Okay, so gini, the plan is I want to rearrange the balcony of my apartment to be more cozy. The plan wants me to give you a swing, those little tables, some plants, the same decorative lights."

"What's the concept like?"

"Bohemians?"

I smiled at Kanya's response. The same arrangement of decorations came to my mind as Kanya told me from the beginning of her goal of taking me to this place. Then deftly help the woman choose a swing that fits the concept she .. um, we want.

Kanya nodded in agreement as I showed her a hanging swing in the shape of a round white bone from the woven rope. The size is not too big. It is quite fitting when installed on the balcony of Kanya's apartment which is also not too large or narrow.

"Why suddenly do you think you want a balcony reset?" ask me when helping Kanya find a floor mattress and a table that fits in the corner of the room.

"Bored anyway Mas, activity in the room mulu. Even if to the balcony most also just look at the vehicle traffic below. Plan also want to find a mini shelf for a book place. Let's all read while lying on the balcony."

I just nodded in understanding in response to Kanya's story. Then back to help the girl choose the desired needs. Almost two o'clock in the afternoon when we finished paying for all the goods Kanya bought. We decided to return to the apartment immediately because Kanya asked for the goods to be delivered at that time. At least we should've been in place before the courier came.

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The delivery courier came shortly after we reached Kanya's apartment. Without getting tired, the girl arranged the items she ordered on the balcony of her apartment, after asking for a courier as well as a handyman to install swings on the roof ceiling. While I was just watching him from the door, because Kanya really prevented me from moving much. In fact, if I just slide the chair, I can still do it.

"Mas, what if Mas Araz makes an omelette or something fresh? Pretty hungry as thirsty who piled up so this one anyway," said Kanya while winking adorable eyes. I laugh. Just this time I saw Kanya's expression that was so cute. If he puts on a face like a kitten who asks to be loved, how can I refuse him.

"Well, Mas Araz why did you blush that?"

Kanya's question just makes me more anxious. A little rushed I grabbed the girl's hand and pinched her cheek. Then took Kanya's body in my arms before finally bringing my lips closer to the woman's ear.

"If you are thirsty to drink this first. It can also be eaten even though it does not make full, but can make float. Wanna try?" my whiskey.

Without waiting for Kanya's approval, I kissed the woman's lips. The kiss for the sake of a warm kiss made us want more. Today Kanya's sweet vanilla-flavored body mixed with a little sun heat that makes me even more tempted.

I pushed Kanya's body against the balcony wall. Our kiss is deep. Share pagutans and kiss marks in hidden places. Sometimes he takes control of my body. If Kanya's device hadn't rang, maybe we ... Ah, goddamn. I should have been able to hold myself back again.

I noticed Kanya's face met red as she moved away to answer the phone. It seemed that the woman was blushing over what had just happened.

Long enough, until Kanya finally returned to the veranda. His face was no longer red. It is precisely seen between confused, confused, and also sad. However, he tried to hide it with a forced smile that further reinforced the permanence on his face.

"What's wrong?" Instead of answering my question, Kanya hugged me and cried as she pleased. "Hey, why? What the hell's going on? Try to say it slowly."

"Mrs ... "

"Yes, why Mama?"

"Mama .. hospital admission. Tomorrow noon should be operated on if his condition gets worse."

I can understand what's happening now. The woman, despite harboring such a great grudge against the woman who had given birth to her, still held a love for her. I don't know for sure what their relationship is right now, but seeing Kanya so worried, I know that she still cares a lot about her mother. Although I cannot deny it, my heart also felt pain when it came to the fact that Putra and Kanya became stepbrothers with a dramatic story.

"Contest disturbed. Om Eka said, must one be saved. Mother or ... " Kanya's crying is getting louder. The woman tightened her embrace. "Where can you make a decision without telling me."

"Well ... "

"I know, I've been disobedient. I know, but does Mama have the right to make a decision at the cost of her life without telling me? Does he have the right to decide to leave me? It's not fair, Mom. This is not fair to me. Is this how you want to punish me?"

Kanya's body trembled in my arms. The woman was truly disappointed and also felt tremendous sadness.

"Come, home! There are things that you can't finish if you're still here. I'll take you home!"

Kanya did not respond to my statement. Even so, I felt relieved as he nodded in my arms.

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Hey, loyal readers are home. Sorry if in the end this story is a long time ago. What power if Yoru can not divide the time well between the world of MangaToon/NovelToon and the real world. Yoru does not want the promise of updates every day, but however, if conditions allow it will continue to update Yoru until the end. Sorry to all of you.

Ehmm, for you Spotify users, Google Podcast, ext can find Yoru podcast with the keyword "Yoru Universe". There is a story that is no less interesting than Home.

Oh yes, there is also the heart of Kanya and Araz that is not in the novel Home and stored in their personal journal. Shhtt ... Yoru has asked their permission to make a podcast from their notes that will premiere today, Friday, September 04, 2020. Come on, visit Yoru's house on Spotify.

Greetings to all of you! 😊😊