MY FOSTER SON

Kylan & Jojo

More and more days, Kai increasingly unable to accept the presence of Jojo in this house, seen from every speech that often corners Jojo and his attitude that always makes Jojo in trouble.

Inwardly, Jojo is eager to ask, why Kai hates him so much, as well as what he has done that makes Kai uncomfortable for his existence.

Jojo unloads the contents of Kai's closet, looking for lost uniforms throughout the room. Jojo also looks for Kai's uniform in Keenan's closet as well as Kylan, he is afraid if he forgets to put the uniform down.

The day was getting late, Jojo began to despair. He can't find Kai's uniform, and the boy refuses when Jojo offers him a new one.

If indeed had to lose his job because of this, Jojo did not mind. At least he tried to work well, after cleaning all the clothes from the closet he dismantled, Jojo returned to his room, he was quite tired today.

Kai is playing a video game in the living room. He didn't like any strangers in this house, what else did Merlinda trust to take care of him. That's why, he's trying to make Jojo lose his job.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Jojo returned to the kitchen. He went back to cooking chicken soup and frying the fish.

"What cooking?" kylan asked, the man playing his phone while sitting on the dining chair.

"Chicken soup" replied Jojo.

"Another chicken soup? lest you deliberately poison us with your unpleasant cooking" Kylan said with a cynical smile.

"Hey, don't talk!" exclaim Jojo.

"Of course, stop cooking. I can order food outside, so you don't have to be upset with Kak Kalingga" Kylan said.

Jojo did not hear the advice of Kylan, he continued his busy cutting vegetables and concocting spices. Kylan who was trying to give advice, Jojo ignored it.

"Is your job today good?" ask Jojo.

"I'm photographing a family of famous artists today" Kylan replied. "It's annoying, they're a lot of money, so his attitude seems to be grand-exalted" Kylan continued.

"Why not work in an office like Kalingga's sister?" ask Jojo again.

"I love photography, I'm not the type of person who likes to work in such a field" Kylan explained.

Jojo just nodded his head slowly. Kylan is a professional photographer. He is not only used to photograph artists or models, he even often travels the world for his work, shooting at a formal and informal event held by famous people.

Kylan didn't talk too much. He is more like Kalingga, speaks as necessary and does not like to ask many questions. In contrast to Keenan who likes to chat about many things.

"Please wait here, yeah. I'll be right back, "pinta Jojo. He held his stomach that felt wrapped around, and hurried to leave the kitchen to go to his room.

"Just make a noise" muttered Kylan, but he sat in his place watching the boiling soup on top of the pot. A few minutes waiting, Kylan banged on Jojo's room door.

"Hey, should I turn the stove off?" ask Kylan.

"Yes, thank you, Kylan!" jojo shouted from inside the room, apparently the girl was in the bathroom.

Kylan turned off the stove. He paused for a moment, sensing the tempting smell of soup, he gulped slowly, feeling his already hungry stomach. However, considering Jojo's cooking has always been strange, Kylan undoes his intentions.

Due to the alluring aroma of the soup, Kylan finally could no longer hold his rumbling stomach, he took out a bowl and poured the soup into his bowl.

"Hmm, this tastes good," muttered Kylan, he blew the soup on the spoon and went back to taste it.

"Superficial, this is delicious," she said. "Did it feel good because I was starving, huh?"

While thinking, Kylan finished a bowl full of chicken soup. Suddenly Jojo stood nearby while staring intently.

"Hey, Jojo. Why this chicken soup tastes good, while every day, your cooking always feels strange," said Kylan astonished.

"Either, I always cook according to the recipe, but every time I serve my food on the dinner table, it turns out weird," replied Jojo.

"What does it feel like to change if the soup is cold?" ask Kylan.

Jojo sniffed his shoulders, he poured the remaining soup into his bowl.

Kylan felt strange, there was nothing wrong with Jojo's cooking, the taste of the chicken soup he made was also delicious, but in fact, every day, every day, jojo's cooking is getting weird at their mealtimes.

At night, Kylan kept his promise to order food from outside online, making Jojo happy because he did not have to bother cooking a lot of menus and get scolding when the cuisine was not suitable.

After dinner, Kylan tries to talk to Kalingga about Jojo's odd cooking, Kylan accidentally comes to his brother who is busy in the room.

"Sister, you know, this afternoon I had Jojo's chicken soup, it tasted good" Kylan said.

"Then?" Kalingga asked curiously.

"No weird? during this time the girl's cooking is always unpleasant, salty, sometimes sweet. Every time at the protest, he always said that it didn't feel like this" Kylan said.

"To the point, Kylan!" sergeant Kalingga was impatient, he was lazy to translate the meaning of his brother's explanation.

"No one's bullied Jojo all this time" Kylan said. Kalingga was silent for a moment, he did suspect someone, but never thought if it would happen.

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Early in the morning, Kalingga met Jojo who was already busy in the kitchen, the girl was cooking rice and frying fish. Apparently, he was planning to cook a sweet sour gurame for his children's breakfast.

"Sir, what's wrong? why do you wake up so early?" ask Jojo.

"What did you cook this morning?" ask Kalingga.

"Gurame, you like gurame?" Jojou asked back.

"Hmm, yeah."

Kalingga gave no answer, he passed and returned to his room.

"It's weird, it's early in the morning he wakes up" Jojo murmured.

At six in the morning, Kai came to the dinner table, he saw Jojo who was busy arranging dishes and side dishes on the table.

"Jo, Brother Keenan is not awake yet. Quickly wake him up, I can mishap later," Kai asked Jojo.

"Emm, fine." Without saying much, Jojo climbed the stairs and knocked on Keenan's door.

At the dinner table, Kai sits alone, he spreads his gaze around the corner of the house, like he's planning something no one should know about. The man walked slowly to the condiment cupboard, then back to the dining table with the salt box in hand.

"What's wrong, Kai?" asked Kalingga, the oldest brother in the house suddenly stood near the stairs, watching Kai who looked suspicious.

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