HEIRS OF THE ADJIERAN SMITH (Tale of the Heirs )
EPISODE 207'S
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The Adjieran Smith Main House, Jakarta, Indonesia,
With a sigh, those in the residence welcomed Varen and the group who had just arrived, like welcoming the return of the soldiers who had just finished on the battlefield.
Those who were welcomed also put on a face that was no less exciting, especially two people who were greeted with very uwu and friendly by the wives of each – each.
But it is different from one person who is a little restless and anxious.
Kafel.
“Ehm.”
The little thump, the little ones, when he and the core personnel of a mission rolled out a criminal motorcycle gang on a massive -- has reached the main residence of the Bos family and his best friend who is in Jakarta and has now entered into the living room of the huge and very luxurious building.
Where the arrival of Kafeel and the entourage containing the core family personnel whose residence Kafeel sambangi, welcome the return of those who say they have done a mission that is fairly cruel, he said, but it will make a big enough impact for the comfort and safety of people – people out of the unsettling crime of a motorcycle gang that has been famous for its respect and cruelty to their victims.
“Val, don't you want to meet me? .”
Kafeel then again voiced out while asking, after he had a little thump.
Where Kafel's heart is restless and restless, because the owner of his pure heart is not among those who are welcoming the return of Kafeel and those who are with him after completing a mission somewhere nun there.
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“Because now Val has been afraid of me for what I have done there earlier?.”
Kafeel again asked to confirm that Val was not there to welcome those who had just returned from a mission, while everyone who was in the residence of his little lover was all present.
Even Mika, Isha, Ann and Elena who had been invisible, have now appeared -- but Val is not among the four.
“Val is sleeping, Brother .. We took Val to his room at the suggestion of The Dads, Moms, Moms, also Gappa and Gamma -- because Val was a little hysterical to see Kak Kafeel on the broadcast we watched while you guys were there .” Mika who represents to answer Kafeel's question whose face looks sad.
There was a heavy Kafeel breath, being picked up after hearing Mika's reply just now.
“Go to Val's room if you feel unsettled ..” Daddy R.
“Can I go to Val's room now, Dad? –“
Kafeel confirmed Daddy R's words by looking at Val's father.
“Yes, there go see your caterpillar lover, so that your heart does not get messed up .” said Daddy R and Kafeel smiled.
“Still, Dad.”
Kafeel's face that looked sad, now looks rather bright.
“But you should change your clothes first before following Val to his room, yes?.”
Mama Jihan charged over to advise Kafeel who was about to swing his steps.
“Oh Yes ..” Kafeel responded quickly to Mama Jihan's suggestion that Kafeel thought was correct. "I'll excuse you then."
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“Kak Kafeel .. janga -- n.
‘Val –‘ Kafeel who was already in Val's private room after he cleaned his face and replaced his boss with a t-shirt that was always available at his little lover's residence in a wardrobe room, where the room is indeed intended to store a lot of clothing for various models and types for men and women, both adults and even baby clothes there.
Where the clothes – clothes are indeed intended if there are – guests staying, both scheduled and impromptu.
Kind of like Kafeel now.
Who had handpicked one top for their change of clothes, although two servants were there to prepare a change of clothes for Kafeel and several people who were indeed with their four young masters.
But Kafeel didn't make much use of the waiter's facilities, as long as it could still do it alone - despite the context, Kafeel would be one of the young masters in The Adjieran Smith's family as well, after he married Val.
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“Kak Kafeel ..”
Val's voice was heard again glimpsing, with Val's state in Kafeel's eyes still appearing to be asleep.
Making Kafeel feel guilty to make his little lover become lost in thoughts like this, until he had a little tirade in his sleep.
“Val ..” whispered Kafeel. With Kafeel's hand now stretched out to Val's head, which Kafeel then gently stroked.
“Kak, Kafeel??” Where before long, the owner of the head that Kafeel gently stroked opened his eyes -- and immediately called Kafeel's name with a surprised expression.
“Hei,” greet Kafeel gently as he smiles when the owner of the head he held softly earlier has now awakened from his sleep, and Kafeel, who had been sitting in a single chair she had taken from Val's dresser, was now inching to the side of the bed where Val was lying.
Where Val immediately rose from his position.
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“Pelan – slowly, Mr. Putri ..” Kafeel said as Val got up with so much excitement from his position lying on the bed.
“Kak Kafeeelll –“ Val instantly splashes and hugs Kafeel.
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“Sorry yes? ..”
Then Kafeel spoke softly.
With one hand Kafeel rubbed Val's head gently as well, with Val wrapping both hands around Kafeel's neck.
“Val disappointed yes same Sister? ..”
Kafeel said again as he asked, because there was no word from Val when he apologized to his little girlfriend just now.
“No, Sister ..” Val replied as she loosened her arms around Kafeel's neck, as she pulled herself up to face each other with Kafeel. “Val not disappointed in Sister .. Val precisely afraid Kak Kafeel why – why if Kak Kafeel to eliminate the life of the man earlier.”
“But why did you cry? .. Mika said until a little hysterical as well?.” Kafeel said as he asked, as he tidied a little Val's hair that touched the beautiful face of his little lover.
“Val shock saw Big Brother with an aura of anger like that, at once, Val was very afraid when Kak Kafeel was about to hit the man with an iron baseball bat that Brother Brother was holding earlier.”
Val spoke with an attitude like a little brother who was complaining to his older brother because of bullying. And with Val's expression like that, Kafeel was made anxious.
“Kak will be in trouble with the law later, then Kak Kafeel will suffer if he gets to jail.”
Kafeel smiled after hearing Val's words over her little lover's concern for her.
“Val is not afraid of being embarrassed to have a lover of an inmate, but instead Val is very worried about the situation of Brother if he reaches the prison. Kak Kafeel will definitely not eat and sleep well ..”
Kafeel again – again smiled, besides he was filled with Val speech that sounded plain, but implied sincerity there.
Besides, it also feels like Kafeel is happy to know Val is so worried about him.
“It won't happen, Mr. Princess ..”
Kafeel spoke as he flanked Val's chin with two fingers, and stared fixedly at the young woman who owned his heart.
“First, I didn't finish with my baseball bat, the man I beat because your brother Varen held back and reminded me of you .. Second, even if until the incident I killed the life of the man I beat earlier, I think – it feels like the prospective in-laws and my sister-in-law candidates will not let me be imprisoned –“
“Iya anyway .”
Val mangosteen – cute mangosteen.
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“But the important Kak Kafeel is not what – is, right? ..”
“Iya, I ga what – what kok.”
Kafeel reviews smiles.
Val returned the Kafeel smile, with a cute smile of hers that became Kafeel's favorite.
“Eh, but Kak Kafeel's hand wound like this?.” Val's face became worried again after he accidentally saw Kafeel's finger vertebrae flushed.
“Only small wounds. Just a blister like this .”
“But acute (perfect ) right definitely? –“
“Engga tuh –“
“Really? ..” Val ensure.
Kafeel nodded steadily.
“Yang can make me feel sore it if left you fit again dear – unfortunately ..”
Eyya.
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Next episode: the :
“VAAALLLLLL!!!!. ..”
“VAL WAKE WOY!”
“What siiih????!!!! Just surprise you guys this ish!”
“Ish wake up dooonnnnggg!!!!”
"The noise of your voice Isha ...."
"Eat him get up fast!"
“I prayed my own prayer earlier! If you guys want to take me for a jog I don't want to. I'm still very sleepy! Shu! Shu!”
“BUILD VAL, WANT TO MARRY KAK CAFEEL GA????? –“
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To be continue ........
