Naura Keyra
KN_ Fiance
Happy Reading's....
Sixđź””
Keyra went down the stairs with a confused look, below it was crowded with Rafka's family and himself who seemed to wear neat clothes. But, he did not see Garen and also Nana —adik Rafka.
“Dad,” Cakra turned his head, the mature man instantly reached out his hand and brought Keyra his hug.
“Anybody to be dad's son-in-law?”
Rini pinches waist Cakra gaiety, “Sabar dong, Ca! You want our daughter-in-law to run away because of lo?”
Keyra tilts her head, “Mother has a daughter-in-law? Wah congratulations finally Afka had a handler too,” kekeh Keyra.
Rafka who stood next to Cakra also clocked Keyra's forehead, “A-ouh..” Keyra is complaining of pain.
“So the guy kok maen her rough, sorry,” titah Cakra sharp.
“So there aja sono who asked maap,” sahut Rafka challenged his father.
“Wah ngajak lo storm, baku hantam where we?” ask Cakra.
Rini spontaneously rent both ears of her beloved man was anxious, “Inget age, inget child, inget place woy!”
“Bar-bar really lo Rini family,” kekeh Indira who had just listened.
“Ya clear dong! Do you want to be part of our family? Easy to stay so my second bini,” Tawar Cakra who got the plot from Rini and also Indira.
“Udahlah Ra, lupain my coplak husband's talk, we're here to Keyra and Rafka-”
“Married,” cut chakra without load.
“APA?” Shouted Keyra and Alisa quickly.
“Mah, bun, yeah. Keyra same Rafka still SMP,” said Keyra memelas.
“Canda dear, you fiancee kok.” continued the mature man as he chuckled then Cakra rubbed Keyra's hair gently.
“Rafka can't be the same Keyra! Keyra is stupid and dirty,” exclaimed Alisa suddenly when all views only focused on Keyra, “Alisa aja who wants to pass do not have a fiance, when Keyra had!”
Rafka pushes the shoulder of Alisa whose height is only limited to her chin. “Gue is not nyari pinter, if beautiful is sure! The important thing is that my fiancee is not muna,” said her sarcasm.
“Rafka!” Rini brushed off her son's hand so as not to be rude to her former senior's son, “Mafin my brash son yes Ra, Ndri. He was too brazen to descend from his father,” said Rini full of regrets.
Cakra who had been smiling saw Rafka pushing Alisa was suddenly his eyes widened to hear the words of his wife, “Yes Allah, who. You are very sinful with your husband,” he sulked.
“Diem first,” Rini's word.
“However, Rin, Alisa's wrong after all who don't have manners,“ Indira smiled understandably while Andri, the middle-aged man clenched his hands to see his beloved child treated like that by Rafka.
Keyra's eyes pinched to find Rafka's ignorant gaze fixed on her. “What is lo lo loy-liat?”
“Hus do not ketus like Rafka, Key.” said Indira advised.
Rini and Indira pull her son's hand and give a box to Rafka, “Pakein Keyra ring, okay?”
“Mah, bun? No more pranks, right?” ask Keyra again with hope.
The two shook their heads which forced Keyra to thrust her smooth hand in front of the man. Rafka takes out a white gold ring from the box and embeds it on Keyra's ring finger.
Then they ended with a photo session, everyone smiled broadly minus Keyra, Alisa and Andri who seemed to display their forced smiles.
After dinner with the Keyra family, Rafka and her parents return home. Rafka returns alone to go with her friend, while Rini and Cakra lay their bodies in bed.
“Rin, I saw that Alisa had a worse temperament than Andri, she never hurt our child, right?” Tanya Cakra while playing her phone.
“Omongan her very ugly, Keyra is not as weak as it was made in the piercing of her brother,” he explained. Rini thrust her head into the chest of Cakra's field.
“Gue want to show off to the fathers of Antranos akh,” Cakra open a group chat that residents are mostly his age.
Baren Manros[Steer Father Former Antranos]
Cakras
Woy! I already have a potential mantu uhuuy!
Zayn
Bang, I want condangan!
Garas
Proud ghost candidate:v
Nickos
2 In Gar, still a boy you want to feed whatan to the buset bin.
Cakras
@gara shalan who has grandchildren!
@zayn wants to eat, don't you!
Where is this going, Fathers? On a busy ass very well..
Cakras
Ywoh typo.
Nickos
Stone you guess whatan bambang!
Garas
O, yes obviously!
Cakras
Shame on typo wegala!
Anjirt akh typo syalan
...Gara out...
...Davin's out...
...Adnan out...
...Nicko out...
...Human perverted out...
Zayn
Really unsettling bang.
...You out...
“Beuh, really bege I even out,” Cakra glanced at his wife who was still at home hugging him, “sewangi it huh me? Ah yes it is clear! The yuk play... Wanted,” said Cakra in the ear of Rini while biting the earlobe that became the sensitive point of the woman.
“Eungh, play same rat there. I am not a child anymore who is taught to play hide and seek directly want!” gumam Rini.
Cakra patted his jidat. Is this his plain wife or is he just too perverted?
***
At night Sunday, Keyra and Rafka were sitting in the back seat of Rini's car —Mother Rafka.
Today is the day of their departure. The two gender-different teenagers only carry one suitcase that has been neatly arranged by Keyra on the orders of Rini and Indira. Yes, the clothes and all the necessities they carry are made one in the suitcase. Rafka only carries a black sling bag and so does Keyra.
“Rafka, Mama ask for help, yes?” please Indira who is sitting next to the wheel.
“Please what, Mah?“ ask Rafka.
“From the beginning of departure until you go home again, you always take care of Keyra, huh? You know if Keyra has a lot of phobia and a little careless,” explained Indira.
“Dong sure. Ra! Rafka must be willing to take care of Keyra.” chirped Rini smiled meaningfully.
Keyra rolled her eyes lazily. “Mah, Bun. Key is not a child anymore. We are different classes, it is definitely different from the bus as well.” said Keyra.
“Could if you guys find someone who wants to move the bus,” Indira said. The woman also smiled meaningfully which made Keyra shudder.
“We're se-bus, Ra. I've made a seat for both of us.” whispered Rafka right in Keyra's ear.
“Siap Mah, Bun. Lagian Keyra if not be aware later nyari cheating.” Rafka was answered with laughter by the two men.
Except Keyra. The girl felt strange herself.
Is anything funny? His thinking.
“Mother, later down we in front of ninth grade C yes! You see the bus we are both there.” said Rafka kalem.
Rini just gave her left thumb and went back to chatting with Indira.
“Where can we bus, Af! Every bus there is a teacher who is happy times.”, Keyra whispered.
“I moved my name in my class. So, just relax anyways Mr. Andra must ngijinin kok.”
Where could it be!
.
.
Tettt
tettt
teetttttt!!!
Typo, less word and not clear.. hampura!
T E R I M A K A S I H...
