Grasping the Only Temporary (Revised)

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After the candle blow event, Kian who was the only woman there, fed the three of them with pieces of cake. Gio and Mikko were certainly very happy to even get hooked on the cake. Unlike Devan who had refused, but finally ate also a mouthful of sweet cake.

Because there is no drinking water Gio and Mikko excuse me to buy it. Leave Devan and Kian sitting in the long chair of the park with a cake as a barrier between the two.

The two of them were silent, busy with their own thoughts. Even so, no one wants to. It was awkward because of the incident or indeed there was nothing that could be talked about both.

"Vane..." The call came out of the mouth of Kian who had wanted to talk but was confused where to start.

"Devan!" Call Kian again, because there was no answer from the mpu.

"Eh." Devan turned towards Kian with a casual look. The sharp eyes and flat face that always adorned his life. If others saw it it might be scared, but to Kian the face was very boring.

"Lo why the hell? Diem aja, lo toothache?"

"Yes, because of your chocolate cake."

"Eh carelessly you say yes. Who bought who? Who loves who? It's not me, if you don't want to eat it. It's stupid to be a person." I feel so unaccepting, to blame.

"Cerewet. Gio asked, I don't like the taste of the cake either."

Kian guessed it was Mikko who bought it. There's no way Devan, a man who's as cool and cold as ice would buy things like that. "Yes, why are you beating me up?! You can get Mikko to buy the flavor you want times. And then it's also a very small cake, gedean little say Mikko and her chocolate pieces......"

"Aah, very chatty lo. I also bought a cake that I like. Tomorrow I won't buy for a chatty girl like lo!" Next, go in any direction.

Hearing that sentence certainly made Kian look in disbelief, opening his eyes several times. He even thought that his ears had started to break due to mishearing. He patted his ear how many times.

"Lo why?!"

"Geez, I'm not wrong about Van. Who bought the cake? I was afraid that what would happen again... Tumben really a Devan wants to be a babu." Ledek.

Being aware of the sentence he just said made him feel like leaving right now.

"E.uh.. No need for gr-an lo. I also bought it because Gio asked."

"How do you know my favorite? Did Gio say that too? But I never told Gio. My birthday never told anyone."

"Ever time, you just forgot." Elak Devan's. Kian only raised one eyebrow like disbelief, but to believe if Devan knew about him was also very unreasonable, until he ended the debate.

"Van, I want it." In the next minute.

"What?"

"Lo told Gio that his papa was dead, right?"

"Why do you know that, while you already know the answer." Still cute and ketus, as if not interested at all with the topic thrown Kian.

"Gue knew that Daren was wrong. But that doesn't mean you have to hide that fact Van. Let him be Gio's papa. You know the boy actually thinks his dad is dead. Van, Gio needs to know too. Whatever he answers yes it is...."

"Well, did you say he was? You know the story yourself from long ago." Devan was getting impatient, and almost ran out of patience.

"Yes know. But I feel like this is just a misunderstanding. I think everyone does that there must be a reason. Aye right?"

"Yes, really. He doesn't like Gio. And he left Gio's mom because he didn't want the public to know and would expose his disgrace."

"Gue doesn't think that's Van. The proof is Sarah...."

"Can't you go to diem. Don't talk about just that!" His words are a little high.

"But what you're doing is selfish Devan. Gio also needs his papa's affection, and you can tell him everything. Don't lie to him, he'll be disappointed with you."

"Once I say no!!"

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The night is getting late, now Kian is at his house, delivered by Mikko with his favorite motorcycle. Actually Kian did not want to just force Mikko, while Devan put on a careless expression.

But when he just came home, he was a little surprised by something standing at the door of his house. Standing up with a sweet smile and a handsome face, welcoming himself home.

"Oh jeez... Febbry"

After cleaning himself, he laid himself on the bed. Why is it so hard tonight to break down. Is it possible because of his new biased stand given by Febbry? Her thought. But then came Daren's words earlier this afternoon that said that,

'Sarah is not a child, Ki.'

His mind continued to wander about the possibility that happened until he accidentally glanced at a brown gift box with cream ribbon on his study table.

Yes, from this afternoon he had not opened a gift from Devan at all. And because he was too busy himself he forgot about it.

Kian grabbed the gift on the table and tried to guess the contents of the object by fingering and shaking it.

"Devan, what's wrong? How does gini sound? Gold bars times yes, ha. ha..." His joke to amuse himself.

Krak. krak...

Kian is not an aesthetic type of man, where he will open the gift paper regularly and neatly. For him tearing the wrapping paper is his own satisfaction. You could say it is not legal if the package is opened neatly.

Once open, a dark brown diary shows a large tree with two people on their backs sitting in a long chair under the tree. And do not forget one cream colored pen with white rabbit decoration on his head.

A smile was engraved on the two lips. What he was thinking, but the smile continued to grow. Unlocking strands after strands of blank brown books without those lines. It makes him a little confused to write. He thought it would be quite difficult to write something without a dividing line.

But he tried to write there as neatly as possible.

Kian📒 Diary

Dear diary,

Today I am exactly 17 years old, as usual without a word from both parents, but I know without being asked, they will always pray for me.

And today my friend gave me an unexpected surprise. And because of that I also met again with humans who look indifferent but so caring. He prepared everything, a small event that to me was so precious. Who would have thought he would do that? Just look at how he behaves, what an annoyance!

He always did it on the grounds of obeying Gio. Her little sister is sweet and handsome. The little angel he always loved.

You're so arrogant, haughty, and cold that you're doing something just because of your sister. Of course I believe that, but...

Hey, dude. If one day you read this, I'll say you're a proud man but a fool! ha. ha...

Did you forget hm? Your brother and I are a team. That innocent little boy would never be able to hide anything from me. As small as that.

But you know, I'm so happy that even the big things you do make me so happy.

It was the first celebration with a friend in my life. Even my parents had forgotten this day when I was over three years old.

For that, I am very grateful to you, Gio, Mikko, and Mr. Wolves.

And thanks for the book too

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