KENAYA (Ken And Aya)
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Resisting all the pain he felt due to his wife's death kick. He tried to get up and lay down on the bed. I don't know, for him Maya power is like Nile horsepower.
Seeing her husband being flooded with cold sweat, Maya panics herself. She went up to the bed and approached her husband.
“Le ... Bule ... Yes Ahjsuhhi!” call Maya.
Arland opened his eyes to me, “Tanggung in charge.”
“What's responsibility?” ask Maya jutek.
“Sick, arghhhh!” Maya was surprised.
It seems her husband is in real pain. I don't want his eyes to go straight there. Burned cheeks. He immediately threw away his sight.
Moreover, his brain is very connected with the time. Unlike Aya who only likes music idol vidio. While Maya likes to watch drakor which sometimes rating over the limit.
Although he often reminded himself about not being able to because his age was not enough. However, his friends who like K-pop also make him die of curiosity.
He is not innocent, let alone indeed a matter of IPA lessons. He is most concerned with the subjects of human reproduction.
“Can not bar-bar,” said Arland annoyed.
“Sounds Ahjussi, I wouldn't kick it if Ahjussi didn't touch me,” sewot Maya.
“Ck, listen, yes. I'm not at all thinking pervert like you. I'm not interested in your flat body,” taunted Arland makes Maya directly hit him in a row with a pillow.
“Flat Ahjussi face!” pissed Maya.
He left the bed and walked to the bathroom with his angry face. Every time something made her quarrel with her husband.
Arland got up and grimaced. Just one day Maya became his wife her life has changed. The woman was too sagar for a teenager.
“Let's be kneaded,” murmured Arland.
***
Several times the woman who tied the origin of her hair laughed. Heard the story of the newlyweds in front of him.
His expression was really funny when he was angry. Especially the scene when she accidentally kicked her husband's future.
“Just if the same he was upset,” he said excited.
Ken who heard it just stared at his sister flat. Unlike his wife who was comforted by Maya's story.
“But, you have checked, ‘kan?” ask Aya plain.
“What?” ask Maya.
“Check a—“ Ken directly smothering his wife's mouth. Danger for him. Words that could have made it hot cold.
“Honey, language, please. Adek,” scold Ken. Aya.
Maya immediately understood and rolled her eyes. There's no way he's seen it. Just looking at her husband's face she's crooked.
“But, Mr. Arland is okay, ‘kan?” ask Aya.
“Iya,” replied Maya cuek.
“Thank God, almost Hartono is not in this world,” murmured.
***
The situation is very unfavorable for Maya. When he came home from Ken's house it was raining heavily. Luckily, she arrived at her husband's apartment.
His eyes were just staring at the plate. Eat without a sound with Arland. Arland is still upset with Maya for kicking him. Maya herself was upset because it was said to be triplex.
Even though his body is like that, but he does not like to be insulted. For her husband alone is too over-intake in the UK.
After eating, Arland went to his study. Maya takes care of their dirty dishes and washes them.
“What is this wedding?” maya whispered. For a moment Maya was stunned. Whispers that hit his heart.
If this continues with Arland, it is likely that they will separate. The shadow of her parents' household flashed.
Every time his parents fight. No matter if he witnessed it. There was only satisfaction for them when they insulted each other.
Maya's heart is torn to shreds. A drop of tears spilled on his eye patch. If only he were alone. He'll shed his tears on Ken.
Especially in the OSIS children's group. Lots of talk there. Given there will be a show on their graduation day.
Maya is still studying late at night. Even when Arland came out he just took a quick glance and relearned.
The materials he got made him dizzy. There are many things and he does not understand. Where the network is suddenly ugly because of the rain.
“Arghh. Tomorrow I want to gather and I just finished some!” inner Maya frustration.
Maybe his brain can think if the question is essay. Only answers fit his reasoning. However, this is a multiple choice that many answers are outwitting.
“I might not ask for help with Ahjussi,” his inner self.
How upset he was to see his network turn into E. His hope was dashed as a rumbling sound rang out loud. Stripping hard on the ground and making the splashing sound of rain increasingly heavy.
Dertt ....
[Tomorrow to collect your duties. I gave him 5 days to work on it. For those who do not work out of the class Mother.]
Maya's eyes were squeezing out reading it. The teacher sent a message to their class group. What hope? Wanting to say like the others, the network was lost again.
“Yes Allah, this network is like there is and nothing. Sometimes it comes and goes like doi,” Inner Maya. Started his bucini attitude relapsing.
Arland looked at Maya calmly. Then, he glanced at the wall clock in his room. It's 00:07.
There's no sign the Maya are going to move on from there. Make Arland has not closed his eyes. He sighed.
Should he give up?
When you want to ask, it turns out Maya first turned and asked him, “A—apa Ahjussi already sleepy?”
“No,” reply Arland.
“Em .. can help to do about?” Maya felt her pride had fallen. However, it was a very bad punishment that he would get. Out and the teacher who sees the student outside during study hours will take him to WC. By Allah, WC is very smelly at his school. Especially WC guys.
Arland got up and approached Maya. He pulled up a chair and sat down near Maya. His eyes looked at the things Maya had not done.
Maya looks. Her husband's face was struck by the dim light of her study lamp. That's very handsome. Especially the blaster.
The nose is sharp, the jaw is firm, the eyebrows are thick and she just realized if her husband has ginsul. For Maya this is very unfair. Doesn't the one with the ginsul have to be sweet? Her husband looked cold and cruel.
“I can help you.” Arland turned his head to make Maya instantly become misbehaved. His chest was pounding unbecoming.
“Ah, yes.” Maya is upset about her attitude. He could praise the man next to him.
“There are conditions,” replied Arland while leaning his body on the back of the chair. His hands were folded in front of his chest.
“What?” ask Maya, upset. She thought her husband had been generous to help her there was a requirement.
“I want to know why should print Hartono?” arland's question made Maya round her eyes.
“Kak Aya is just making up,” the answer is quick.
“No. I think you can read this.”
Arland pulled out his phone. Maya wants to bury Aya alive.
Madame Rahardian.
[Mrs. Arland, GM.]
[For?]
[Future, Mr. Arland. I'm sorry for what happened to Mr. However, it is best to check with a doctor. Hartono could not be.]
[Hartono? Why should I be connected to Hartono?”
“Because of the Hartonolah that you will print every day, Sir. Your proud son.]
Maya covered her face. It feels so shameful. He must know Aya's innocence has entered the oon phase.
***
TBC.
