Grasping the Only Temporary (Revised)

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After lunch together, Kian immediately walked into the living room. Of course after all the dirty dishes are finished in the wash. The three people, Devan, Mikko and Gio had already sat there first.

Mikko and Gio are busy doing schoolwork Gio, while Devan? fun with his phone. Relax like there is no burden.

Brach

Kian took out the textbooks in his bag to the table. Back to open the sheets of science, which of course makes Devan feel sore eyes see it.

Devan glimpsed at what Kian was doing, revealing his strange face to what Kian was doing. Squinting, squinting and staring don't like it.

"Van! Let's learn. Continue the lesson at the unfinished school." Said Kian sitting on the floor with the carpet.

But Devan remains like himself, still cool with the small object in his hand without caring about Kian's words. What he was thinking at the moment, no one knew.

"Van, you've been called the same tutor as well. Still mantengin hp mulu." Timpal Mikko's.

"Tau nih kavin's sister. Learn to males! How try Gio want to ask for teaching if his brother is aja males."

"Hn!" Unfortunately, but strangely Devan still came down from the sofa and sat beside Kian who was on the floor while staring annoyed Kian. Although in his mind he really does not like and lazy.

"Kian Kian taught Kavin to be smart." Gio Pinta.

"Is that napa Gi?"

"Kak Kian, Gio is tired of asking Kavin for lessons. Gio never understood the teachings of Kavin. So now Gio prefers to study with Mikko rather than Kavin. Kavin brother if you give me the answer, Gio always comes home with a mulu egg. Capek Gio sis."

"Well.ha... Devan... Devan. Adek lo aja nyerah same intelligence lo." Ejek Mikko's.

"Well, why did yesterday negrusuhin kak Kavin huh? You brat!" Sewot.

"Who else would it be if it wasn't Kavin's sister? Masa Gio has to run to the neighbor's house to ask for work pr anyway?"

And finally the debate between brother and sister continued to cause headaches. Now he knows the other nature of the famous cold Devan, there is also a chatty nature when with his loved ones.

Kian stopped the debate with bedehem, but never stopped. Then Kian continued to reprimand one by one of them but....

"Gio, Devan, can't do it. Don't fuss on."

There was no change from that, even prolonging the ravings of the two.

"Kak Kavin tuh sis. Never want to give up, it's wrong."

"Kan Gio was the one who got angry earlier."

"Udah is Van, give it to the boys." Lerai Mikko but instead of stopping, continued.

"I can't, this banding boy wants me to mulu."

"It's the real Gio." Deny Gio.

"But... hmmmphh!!! "

Devan's mouth was straight in Kian's mouth to stop talking. The surprised Devan immediately glared at Kian with his black eyes. Mikko also gasped because of Kian's bold actions to Devan. But on the other hand he also wanted to laugh to see it but still held back fearing he would be more furious, in contrast to Gio who had laughed out loud to see his brother who immediately chipped it.

Devan brushed off Kian's hand, looked sharply at Kian and was about to reply to Kian who had upset him.

"What's? Don't like? If not, you won't get it." Said Kian while looking at Devan's clenched hand. Making Devan snort annoyed, and undo his intentions. Why Kian did not have any fear of Devan when he did that, even though he knew that Devan would be very angry if he did that.

"Now let's learn!"

They all focus on their books. Studying seriously, so did Devan. Even with a half-unclear face.

Two hours passed, everything was done. The clock shows at three o'clock in the afternoon, Kian chose to pay back to the residents of the house.

"Mik, pinjem motor lo!" Devan Exclamations.

"Heh. don't need Van. I can go home by myself." Said Kian who was in front of the door about to get out of there.

"Who said I want anther lo. I want to work, don't go to the PDan lo." Devan picks up the motor key that Mikko has in hand.

Mikko could hardly believe what he heard, thinking that Devan also wanted to drive Kian home. But he is wrong, selfish and stubborn Devan still controls him. Of course Mikko knows, how upset Devan has to delay work time, and according to Kian at this time. Until he made her do that.

But Mikko could not deny it too, even though Devan was upset, Devan still wanted to obey Kian. It looks stupid but also appreciates at one time. Makes Mikko understand how to be Devan back then. Mikko just shook his head slowly, looking at the behavior of his best friend who was so stupid. Doing something that he did not like, but because of that request Kian he also according.

What really happened between Devan and Kian? Until Devan just complies like a stupid wolf. The big question that was painted on Mikko's brain made her look strangely at Devan and Kian.

Tap

Tap

Devan went out of the house and held Kian's hand. Ha's? Back Mikko did not understand Devan's completely unexpected behavior.

"Deliver Van! Lo said you wanted to work. What's my narik?" Roceh Kian when they arrived at the motor park.

"Gue wants to work. All right. Cepet ride!!" His word that has gone up and raised the standard of the motor, and down the rear pedal.

"But I..."

"Good!!" The sound that changed was very cold.

"I. yeah.. yeah." Saying the according. Instead of what, he only felt it would be long if he had to wait for an online taxi or walk to the front of the alley in order to take public transportation. After all, it is already afternoon, if the father and his mother come home at this time also must be very long and ends not well.

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The clock shows at seven o'clock. He finished cleaning his house and himself. He came down from the room to the kitchen, preparing dinner for himself. Dinner by yourself? Sure oes. After all with whom else he eats if not accompanied by his own shadow.

Clack

The main door of the house opened, making Kian a little aghast after going down the stairs.

Seen a man entered with a serious face and stared intently at Kian. He could only hide, not knowing what was going on. And what to talk about?

"Kian! Change your clothes now!!" His word is uncontested

"Where are you going?" Kian asked confusedly who was still standing in front of the last step of the stairs about to head to the kitchen. Seeing that his father was well dressed as if he was about to meet someone important.

"Change the clothes! Don't forget the beautiful dress. Because tonight you're gonna meet your future husband." Cold full of emphasis.

Kian's legs felt limp for a moment, his body felt whipped and pounded by a large hammer several times. His heart was now beating so fast, his mind was already drifting everywhere. His originally confused face turned expressionless pale.

'Will this be the end of his life story?' The big questions that lie in his mind and mind.

Now her tears had broken without warning, flooding both of her clean smooth cheeks.

"Well.hiks.... Please listen to this once again. Kian do not want to be fooled especially until married to a man who does not know. Let's go to school first. Still more....."

"Whisper you!!! I can't hear what Dad said!! If you still want to consider me your father, now you're in the dressing room and beautiful makeup!"

"But yeah....." Kian who was already crying paled to hear that sentence, 'Still consider me your father' The sentence that floated in his brain. How does his father hate him? Until that sentence is uttered.

Srakh

Seeing Kian who had no movement at all, until his hand was pulled by Bram and dragged into the room by force. Making the tiny wrist a bit bantet nan white is now stamped red.

"It hurts... Please let go." The moaning tried to let go of the big hand check, but it was so difficult.

Brach

After throwing Kian to the floor of the room then the check came off. Despite the pain, Kian tried to reach his father's leg who was about to step outside, hugging him firmly. It was so felt that Kian's body was now very vibrating.

He begged his father to understand his current situation. Moncoba explained that he did not want to be betrothed let alone married in the near future.

Instead of pity, his father kicked him, until the hug came off. The breath of Kian is now very stingy even difficult to just talk and take out one word.

"Dad wait for you ten minutes downstairs! Don't try to escape Kian!"

Brach

The door was tightly shut, revealing the same anger between the sound of the door and his father at this moment.

He could only cry without making a sound. He tried to calm down and take a breath in calming himself, whose chest was currently so sore, piercing and tight. Plus with a head that hurt too much for him.

He doesn't know what will happen, who is he? what kind of man? How to reject it? Will he be as old as most of the novels he reads? And there were many more questions in his mind, accompanying him as he prepared.

Dor!!!.... Dor!!!!...

The door of the room was knocked hard, as if the person outside was impatiently waiting.

Make Kian immediately open the door of the room than later he will sleep without the door.

Clack

The door opened, revealing Kian in a knee-length dongker brocade dress, three-quarters sleeves, a ribbon belt darker than his shirt that formed the circle of his slightly sloppy waist. Creampie shoes attached to his feet, a black watch, and black hair neatly severed with bands of black hair on either side of his head.

Looks so elegant and beautiful, but does not make someone who is in front of the door to be gentle to him. Bram immediately pulled Kian down from the stairs. Fortunately, I don't wear high heels. Or you can be sure his leg will be broken at that time.

"Kian!"

"Mother..." Kian forcibly let go of the grasp and immediately grabbed the embrace of his mother.

"Hiks.. " The crying broke again.

"Mother... Kian... I don't want to be bund." Whine Kian.

"Shut Up!!! Take your son's drag fast! Don't you dare defend her, if you don't want something you're afraid of happening!!!"

"Bund, what do you mean? I don't want to bundle."

Kian hopes his mother can understand him, but in fact the beautiful woman can not wart. And even gave the code a nod to Kian. Intan gently stroked both cheeks Kian while cleaning the tears that came out of both her eye fertilizers.

Kian could only shake his head, hinting that he would not take the path chosen by his father.

"Wedding is obligatory for everyone. You don't have to get married now, son. You married her after graduation. And if you want to go to college you can ask permission from your husband later, yes." The advice sounded lightly in his ears, but not in doing so.

"Kian tau bund. But living life after marriage is not easy. The age is still far from knowing all that."

"You'll know after everything's done. You will learn little by little. Believe the mother. Your husband will guide you later." Said the wingless angel to Kian.

Kian nodded and resigned to the decision of his mother. Know how life after marriage, which is clear Kian just want to obey the request of his mother at this time. The sad eyes are enough to make him hypnotized to say what he said.

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Not long after, the car was immediately drove to the place it was headed. Five-star restaurants that seem like the price of eating is not playing expensive.

'Why do rich people spend money on things like this? Even though the food in ordinary stalls is no less delicious.' His mind grumbled after the car was neatly parked in the parking lot. Seen from the car park, all cars are very classy there without exception.

Bram, Intan and Kian step inside, not forgetting Bram again watching his daughter from top to bottom before.

"Clean the rest of your tears!! Don't be ashamed!! And never drop the dignity and dignity of our family before them!! Understand you More!! You are already a big boy, no longer an SD boy who can whine when you don't like something!!" That was the advice or threat that Bram his father made to him.

But for Kian himself will be more consider if it is a threat to him, not advice from parents.

He had thought, there is a fact some girls will be closer to his father than his mother. But that reality does not seem to apply to Kian. Even when he is told to choose, his choice is one mother, and there will be no other.

The atmosphere of the restaurant is so crowded yet calm. It looks like the people here are in the upper class. He himself had never even been here. Wh-wh-what for? If the food he made tasted better on his tongue. At least that saving is more important. Not a stingy huh.

"Good night Mr and Mrs Damien."

Now Kian and his parents are approaching a couple sitting on a chair, at the corner table. Bram, Kian's father greeted the two of them who were busy chatting, sounding so familiar. But for Kian himself he did not know at all the lovers or husband and wife who are in front of him at this time.

"Bram, Intan don't need you guys to. We've been friends a long time, haven't we? What to wear like that. Let's sit down." Said a woman kindly, while Kian only looked awkwardly at the woman and the man before him.

"Haha.. Alright." Father said.

"How are you Tasya?" Ask Intan while cupika cupiki in a friendly manner.

"I'm good Intan, how about you?"

"I'm good too."

"Hey, is this your son?" Ask again, after they shake hands with each other.

"Yes, Tasya. This is our son. His name is Kian." Intan introduced Kian

"Hello aunt. My name is Kian Zeline Zakeisya, commonly called Kian."

"Hello is also dear, the name of Tasya's aunt. Wow she's so pretty. He looks like you, Intan. Her round eyes are adorable. How old are you now, son?"

"Seventeen, aunt." Say it with a forced smile.

"Hmm. same as aunt's son."

Now they have all sat in their seats, after shaking hands, chatting, as well as Kian who has introduced himself to the husband and wife.

They began ordering food and drinks. A little dizzy with what food he should choose. The price is also very expensive, making it a little awkward. Plus there was nothing he liked in the menu book.

"Kian, let's order. Emm.. lest you be on a diet huh? Naturally, a lot of teenagers are now on a diet."

"Yes aunt. The diet." Say Kian with a forced smile, although in his life history there is no formula for diet. And Kian was really uncomfortable with the woman, who always showered him with questions.

"Haha.. It'sit's okay. You really need a little diet. Because well you know Kian, he.he... (Speak the beautiful woman by looking at Kian from top to bottom). But take it easy, aunty will help you diet later if you are already a aunt's daughter-in-law." He said with a meaningful smile

It was a little harder to swallow the saliva after hearing the words diet and son-in-law. This beautiful woman in front of him did not like him. Was he really so fat that the woman saw him like that. A daughter-in-law? Kian did not even imagine how he would become a daughter-in-law who did not like him.

There were a lot of negative thoughts flying in his head right now. Imagine the possibility that would happen if he became the daughter-in-law of this beautiful woman. Until Kian shook his head to brush off all those evil thoughts.

"What's up? You sick?" Ask. Making Kian flinch and immediately shake his head and smile.

"Have you just cried? Your eyes are a little swollen." Asking again is like interrogating Kian in prison.

"Ah no Tasya. Too much reading until his eyes become like that." Intan.

"Ouh yes. I heard that my son-in-law is a smart person at her school. Is that really Kian?" He didn't answer at all.

To be honest, he was starting to get caught up among these rich people. Truly sickening, just wanting to listen to excellence is not with flaws.

He glanced at his father for a moment. The two men who were almost old, were busy chatting. Surely it's a business matter. There won't be anything else. Kian who wants to excuse himself becomes undo the intention, afraid his father will be angry.

"Hm.. You know Intan. I quickly returned home to this country after hearing that our husband was going to match our two children."

"Yes, I hear you've been in London a long time, not even coming home at all. So Kian, you should be grateful to get a good candidate-in-law like aunty Tasya. Even going home just wants to see you." Her mother's voice was soft.

"It's not like that either Intan."

Kian just chimed in with a strange smile, an awkward smile, and a forced smile. She was even more silent, thinking about who the man who would be her future husband was. Is it an old man or a child. Kian returned pensive with a heart that shook curious.

"Tasya, where is he? Why hasn't our son come?" The heavy voice opened the voice, which must have been the husband of Tasya.

"Hm.. Sorry Intan, Bram, Kian. Our son is a little wayward. It's never on time. But trust me, when we said we were going to set him up with you, he was so happy. He's a good man. Auntie sure you'll like it too." Said his bag makes Kian just satin, 'Liking someone is not as easy as liking auntie stuff.'

"Yes Kian. You hope to understand. Most boys are a bit of a dissident. But he's kind, and certainly loving." Said the man to Kian with a fluffy smile.

"Of course Rio. I'm sure Kian has it too." Timpal.

But not for long....

"Hey, you guys are gossiping about me..." Said someone who had just come in a friendly voice and seemed to be familiar with that voice.

'Gosh what is possible?!'

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tbc