Love Wrapped Nista

Foundation

"Gue doesn't know where to look for Hana anymore" said Ken while sipping the whiskey in the one shoot.

Rasta chuckles. "Maybe you haven't been allowed to see him" he said.

"You mean?" cry Ken among the frenetic sounds of the music thumping at the night club where they are now.

"Maybe..lo must repent first you met with Hana!" chirp Rasta answered randomly, but the speech made Ken's heart beat hard.

"That's what you think?" asked Ken, smiling wryly.

"Well, Cukkk! Try to see yourself now! You yourself told me that Hana was an angel, well ..lo still here the proof! Where allowed you to meet angels like Hana! There are precisely you met with the angel of death, you continue to be tortured directly in hell without being questioned!" kelakar Rasta without filtered.

Ken was silent with a faint smile.

"Lo himself? Want to see an angel?" ask Ken back to Rasta.

"Gue Belom want, come on, Cuuk! Amit-amit dah! But if the angel is like Hana too!"

Ken clings to Rasta's head at a glance, "Enak really say lo! If I'm going to repent, you're going to have to repent too, Ta!" said it.

"Yes, the be-go! Repentance does not have to be together! Go ahead, don't wait for me!"

Ken shook his head to hear Rasta's words, but the man who was so wise to offer Ken to repent, it turns out Rasta himself did not want to do such a thing.

"Lo himself doesn't want to, why do you turn me on!" sniffle Ken.

Rasta chuckled softly. "Lo it's pinter, Men! But since Hana left... be-go you've been crunching again!" said it.

"Sia lan lo!" Ken laughs.

"Gini yes, you've found a figure like Hana in your life! So, you have to be solid for him! If I, yes .. you know for yourself, I have not found the like that, which is around me all demons!"

"So you will be penitent if you've found a good girl, that's what you mean?"

Rasta nodded though unsure if she could change for the better than she was now.

"Kalo you hunt dead before you get to meet a good girl, you fail to convert dong!" teasek Ken.

"Yes, you've been penned first, lo doain is so that I live long, continue to doain also so that I meet the angel-hearted girl!" kekeh Rasta's.

Ken is getting more and more inexhaustible with Rasta's absurd remarks.

"The soul of that man no one knows! Want me to doain lo kayak anyway, if basically your life is not long .. yes it does not work too, Ta!"

"Origin .. Your speech just now is like a religious expert!" Rasta Ejek.

"Emang lo ever heard the words of a religious expert?" ask Ken seriously.

"Never!" Rasta laughed loudly later and Ken shook his head faintly.

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This morning, Ken visited his foundation after getting busy with his business regarding job applications.

"Ken .. are you here, son?" a woman with gray hair greets Ken's arrival. The woman named Risma was like Grandma to Ken.

"Grandma, is Grandma healthy?" Ken shook Nek Risma's hand with reverence.

"This is Ken, Grandma is better now. Grandma was just waiting to be picked up by Grandma's Son" said Nek Risma melirih.

Ken let out a long sigh, Nek Risma has been living in his foundation for almost two years now and has always said the same thing - waiting for his son to pick him up. But somehow Ken actually felt that Nek Risma was deliberately abandoned by his own son, who, because no one has ever looked for the existence of Nek Risma-even though Ken ever put an ad on social media or in the newspaper about the existence of the Grandmother today.

"Have my grandmother had lunch? Let's eat first, Grandma. This is Ken bringing lunch to everyone here" Ken turned the subject over while showing two large plastic bags he was carrying.

Instead of answering and accepting Ken's offer for lunch, Nek Risma stared fixedly at Ken.

"Today you're so neat, Ken? Your appearance is not what it used to be" Nek Risma said on another topic.

Ken smiled warmly, he understood the state of Nek Risma who was getting old. According to the examination conducted at his foundation almost every end of the month-Nek Risma did experience Alzheimer's symptoms-so sometimes he forgot a lot of things. That's what makes him not remember the address of his residence or the house of the child he often mentioned.

"So Ken applied for a job, Grandma." Ken smiled again while patting the back of Nek Risma's hand gently.

"You're good-looking, Ken." praised Nek Risma. "Like my husband in his youth" he continued.

Ken chuckled softly, "Now we go in yuk, Grandma! Let's get the others to eat together" he said.

They entered and ate with the food that Ken brought to the Foundation. The warm and familial atmosphere is always present in this place, which makes Ken more happy and often visit the Foundation rather than going home to his father, first.

After eating, Ken headed for the backyard and lit his cigarette fire there.

Ken turned around and turned his head, apparently Darma who greeted him.

"Eh, how? Did you work?" ask Ken to Darma.

Darma. "In the Motorcycle Workshop Mr. Ilyas, Bang!" the answer.

"The one at the end of the alley?"

Darma nodded again.

"Good, rather than idle," said Ken smiling at a glance.

"Abang itself how? Is he working now?" ask Darma.

Ken shakes. Work what? All applications were rejected. I don't know what happened, even though Ken knew in the company was indeed looking for workers who fit his criteria.

For some reason, Ken felt his failure was due to Frans' interference. His half-brother could not let it loose, Frans must have blacklisted his name on all colleagues and relations he knew.

Really childish and hard.

Ken felt so because he knew enough attitude and football - lunge Frans so far.

"Don't be too royal with us, Bang! No need to bring all the food because my brother also has no income!" advice Darma.

"But this Foundation remains Brother's responsibility!" said Ken.

"We're not sleeping on the streets anymore thanks to Brother, we're away from the satpol PP meal, Bang!"

"... Almost all of us have also worked thanks to the help of my brother. He taught us a lot, cared about our lives. Providing helpers here to make it easier for us, even once a month brother ensures our health by bringing health workers here."

"Because that's the rule, Darma!" sahut Ken slowly.

"Don't make us a burden for Brother, about food we can handle it with our daily income, don't think about it anymore, Bang."

Ken patted Darma on the shoulder with a sense of touch. For him all the residents of the foundation is his responsibility and he never objected to it. But, Darma's remark had a point, he had to think about his financial condition as well now.

"Couldn't, brother story just one burden brother to me. I would love to help my brother, maybe this can't return my good brother's favor towards us. But I will work on it" said Darma with a hopeful face.

Ken nodded. "All right," he said. He pulled the phone out of his pants pocket and opened the file gallery there.

"This ... help you find this girl!" ken's words show a photo of Zahra he got from stalking the girl's social media - which he was looking for later in the day.

Darma grinned. "Daughter, Bang?" the canal.

ken smiled a little. "Brother's wife" he replied slowly.

"Huh? Seriously? Where is he going now?"

"If you had known, you wouldn't have found her the way she is now!"

"Yes too, yeah, well, I think that brother's girlfriend ... Brother Jenar," kekeh Darma.

Ken looked at Darma with a lazy look.

"Soalah, Jenar's sister who often nyariin Abang to the Workshop." continued Darma.

Ken only shook his head.

"What are the risks of being a handsome man? Until the girl who nyariin every day," Darma chanted with laughter.

"Oh yeah, don't fuck! Can you help me find the woman in the photo?"

"Deliver the picture to me, I'll share it with my friends!"

"OK," Ken immediately sends a photo of Zahra to Darma's number via the green app.

"I will help my brother this time," Darma determined inwardly.

...Connect ......

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