Not a Widow

Sweet treatment

Keenan took Syafira to a place that was like a forest. Inside was a small hut. Keenan got off the bike then followed by Syafira.

Keenan invited Syafira into the small hut, but Syafira shook her head. Syafira was afraid Keenan would do something to her.

"No, I'm afraid I'm doing something to me" Syafira said.

Keenan hits Syafira's forehead softly. "You think I'm a fuckin' guy, anyways if I want to do something to you I'll take you to the hotel. Not a hut like this" Keenan said.

"What is the guarantee that om will not be like me" Syafira said.

"If I do something like you, you can make me your husband" Keenan said with a grin.

Syafira rolled her eyes lazily. Then his hand was pulled by Keenan towards the hut. Keenan and Syafira went into the hut.

And how surprised Syafira, it turns out that the hut is just an outward appearance. While in it there is a very beautiful lake, and also green grass, and various kinds of flowers. Syafira was really amazed. This time he saw a beautiful place.

Syafira also found a tree house there.

Syafira looked at Keenan and hugged him tightly. Even Syafira to tears so moved.

"Please, 'cause I brought Syafira here"

Keenan returned Syafira's embrace. He kissed the top of Syafira's head. Somehow his heart always beats faster when it comes in contact with Syafira.

Keenan let go of his embrace then looked at the two eyeballs of Syafira. "Do you know why I'm taking you to this place?" said Keenan.

Syafira shook her head. "Because this is the most special place for me. And I brought you here because you are someone special to me. No one knows this place but me"

"What do I mean?" syafira.

"You are the one woman that makes me comfortable with you. I used to date back at smp but it feels a lot different when I'm with you. We have nothing to do with it" Keenan said.

Keenan cupped both of Syafira's cheeks, he brought her face closer and would kiss Syafira's lips. But he broke it. He chose to kiss Syafira's forehead for a very long time. This was the second time Keenan had kissed Syafira.

The first time, when Syafira sleeps in her room.

Syafira actually also felt comfortable when with Keenan. He feels protected.

"Om, would you not be uncomfortable if it was close to me. Still a kid, pregnant, lashing out, and.."

Keenan immediately shut Syafira's mouth. "Why should I be uncomfortable, I'm very comfortable when I'm near you."

"Sir, may I ask you something?"

"Tell me om"

"I'm asking you one chance to love you and to make you fall in love with me" Keenan said.

"Om sure?" Keenan nodded quickly.

"Alright, I will give you one chance" Syafira said. Keenan was so happy that he held Syafira and turned her around. They both laughed together. After feeling tired, Keenan took down Syafira.

"You want to go up to the tree house?" ask Keenan.

"You" replied Syafira.

Keenan immediately led Syafira to the tree house. "Let's ride. Slow down" said Keenan. Shafira went up from the tree stairs until she finally reached the tree house. Keenan soon followed.

"Om, look what a beautiful look"

point Syafira at the lake in front of him.

Keenan just smiled, then replied. "For me the lake is no longer beautiful, because its beauty is now only in you".

Syafira did not reply, he was busy enjoying the view. Until he didn't realize that Keenan had been staring at him ever since.

Keenan came down from the tree house. Then he took a few flowers. Keenan gave it to Syafira. "A pretty flower for a pretty girl"

"Danke" Syafira said in German. Keenan did not understand.

Tanke is what a widow?" ask her

"Danke om, not Tank" Syafira said.

"That's what I mean, what does it mean?"

"Thank you"

"Wanda, I ask if you're even grateful, what are you." Keenan said.

"Now I ask you again, what is the meaning of danke?"  Keenan.

"Thank you" replied Syafira.

Keenan greget himself. He pinched both of Syafira's cheeks with anxiety. "It hurts"

"sorry"

"What does it really mean? Seriously I'm nanya" asked Keenan again.

"That means thank you" Syafira said trying to be patient. Because Keenan kept asking questions like that.

"Why not tell me from earlier" said Keenan.

"It's me who's stupid or he who's too slow" inner Syafira.

"Why you?" ask Keenan.

"Om, can you take me to the cafe?" Syafira.

"The cafe? Make what? Not that you had breakfast at your house" said Keenan astonished.

"I forgot I had to work. I now open my own cafe om" replied Syafira. "Yes, let's take you"

Finally Keenan took Syafira to the cafe he meant. Arrive at the cafe. Syafira was immediately welcomed by all his employees.  The number of employees is 8. Three as cooks and five as servants.

"Good day everyone"

"Siang ma'am" they said simultaneously

"How's the cafe doing these two days?"

"Because this is still a new cafe so still blom many visitors bu"

Syafira nodded in understanding. "Well, you're back to work now. I'll be a food maker later too".

"Good ma'am"

Keenan looked at Syafira with question marks. He did not know since when Syafira opened this cafe. "Widow, why do you have to work like this. Not that your father is rich enough and his company is everywhere. Isn't your father still willing to finance you?

Syafira sighed for a moment. Then he said, "I know that you're rich enough, but I want to be independent. I want to support my son with my hard work. This child is my responsibility. I'm scared om"

"Fear why?" ask Keenan.

"I'm afraid my son is looking for a father figure, I will never let my son know who his real father is" Syafira said.

"Widow, listen to me. I know you hate him a lot, but no matter what kid you bear, he's his son. He has the same rights as you. He has the right to meet this boy."

"Om right. This child is also an adit"

"Now come on, try to open your heart to me" Keenan said.

Syafira looked at Keenan with a deep gaze. Making Keenan wrong. His face was also flushed. "Eh om can blushing too huh?" Goda Syafira's.

"Who's blushing anyway, it's I'm just hot" Elak Keenan.

"Don't lie to me, any heat from where.cafe is filled with the same AC"

Keenan was silent, he was really not good at lying. Suddenly they both had guests at the cafe. She is Rena, ah no friend. My ex-friend from Syafira. Rena did not know that the cafe belonged to Syafira, so she went to eat there.

Syafira hurriedly went inside and put on a mask. He did not want Rena to know that this cafe was his. Keenan followed Syafira.

"Why are you wearing a mask?"

"I don't want Rena to know that I work here"

"Why?" ask Keenan.

"I'm afraid he'll cause trouble here if he finds out that this cafe is mine"

Keenan nodded in understanding. Then he whispered something in Syafira's ear. "You're really sexy when you're wearing a mask". Keenan whispers like a demon whisper to Syafira. Because it's the same as making goosebumps.

"Audzubillahi minassyaitonirrojim" inner Syafira.

Syafira looked at Rena's desk, and there was another woman. It looks older than Rena. But Syafira did not recognize him.

"Ana" said Keenan spontaneously.

"Ana's? Who's om?" ask Syafira.

"She was my ex when I told you about it" Keenan said.

"Oh so aunty is an ex-o-m" said Syafira.

Rena called the waiter and ordered food and drinks for two people. "When are you back in Singapore?" ask Rena.

"Tomorrow" answered Ana.

"Fast right away, sister, I still miss knowing the same sister" said Rena.

"If you want, I can take you to Singapore with me" Ana said.

"I'll solve my problems first, brother.  Before the matter is over I won't catch up with big brother"

"The problem? What problems?"

"Just a small matter" Rena did not tell Ana. Because he didn't want Ana to interfere in his affairs.

"All right, now let's eat"

They both ate in silence.

"The food here is very good, when will I eat here again" said Rena.

"True, the food here is better than in other cafes"

After finishing eating, Ana and Rena pay for the food and go home soon.

"So they're both brother and sister?" Syafira.