Not a Widow

Hello Aunt

Syafira's daydream stops when she hears the sound of a starving stomach. He looked at Keenan. Keenan pura looked the other way.

Without a second thought, Syafira pulled Keenan over to one of the tables.

"Sit down!"

Keenan said, then Syafira went to the kitchen cafe. He made something for Keenan. Not to forget he also made a special drink for Keenan.

When he was ready, he brought it to Keenan. Syafira put her food and drinks on the table. Keenan was flabbergasted that Syafira had brought him some strange food.

Syafira makes it fried rice mixed with cheese. Then there are bananas, apples and pineapples as his side dishes.

Special drink made syafira is a white milk that is given soy sauce so that the color becomes black.

"Let's eat it"

"How can I eat all this" Keenan said.

. Keenan believes Syafira experienced things that are felt by all pregnant women, namely cravings. And the victim was himself. Keenan gulped at the sight of the food and drink.

Keenan tried to find an excuse not to eat all that. "Janda, this morning I had breakfast with your family. So I'm still full" he said.

"That was morning, it was noon. The stomach was ringing because of hunger" replied Syafira.

"It wasn't the widow, my stomach was ringing because I farted" Keenan told a lie.  He had to lie because if he didn't. His stomach will be the victim.

"Oh that's the farting sound of om. But dear about the food, so eaten yes. Oh yeah let me bribe you"

Syafira took her fried rice with a spoon and began directing her spoon into Keenan's mouth.

"Come on, aaaaaa"

"Allah forgive the sins of your servant. If I am not today, please send my apologies to Mama and Papa, God" Keenan said.

Keenan began to accept Syafira's bribe. The beginning feels fine, long time he will vomit. He took the drink unintentionally. He immediately drank everything with a single gulp.

"Hueeeeeekkkk"

Keenan spewed all of it. He really felt tormented by all of this. He ran to the toilet.

Syafira pursed her lips with a lump.

"I'm sorry mom, let me clean all this up" said one of the waiters.

"Oh yes please" replied Syafira.

The waiter began to clean up Keenan's vomit. And throw away that weird food.

Meanwhile, Keenan continued to vomit in the toilet. Makes Syafira worried. Syafira followed him.

"Om, is om okay?" ask her.

"Well okay? Look because of you I vomited like this" Keenan unconsciously snapped at Syafira.

Syafira took a step back, she was so shocked because Keenan yelled at her. He ran away from Keenan crying. Syafira most dislikes it when someone yells at her..

Syafira left the cafe, he walked alone on the highway. He no longer cared about Keenan.

Keenan only realized that he had yelled at Syafira. Keenan searched all over the cafe for Syafira, but he could not find her. Keenan asked one of the servants. "Did you see Syafira?"

"Bu Syafira was gone sir. She left in a state of crying"

"Damn"

Keenan immediately went to find Syafira. He wears a helmet and runs his bike.

Shafira walked alone while crying. He lowered his head while walking. Unknowingly his head hit the chest of one's field. Syafira looked up at his head. "Oms"

Syafira turned about to leave, but her hand was blocked by Keenan. Keenan pulled the syafira into his arms.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Keenan said.

Syafira rebelled, he beat Keenan in the chest. But Keenan let it go. Keenan realized he was wrong.

"Why is it so bad, I don't like to be yelled at" said Syafira.

"I'm sorry" Keenan hugged Syafira tightly. Although Syafira tried to let go, Keenan did not allow it.

"Please forgive me, I accidentally snapped at you earlier" Keenan said as he let go of his embrace.

"I'm also sorry, because I vomited" Syafira said in a regretful tone.

"No need to apologize" Keenan replied.

"Yes now you I take you home, you can take care of the cafe tomorrow. Remember that your doctor should not get tired.

Tibs arrives Keenan gets a message from his mother to return home immediately. Keenan looked at Syafira for a moment and then replied.

"Double"

"Yes?"

"Can you come to my house first? My mom wants me to come home soon, so I'll take you home later" Keenan said.

"What if I go home alone? Om can meet mama om without me" said Syafira.

"No, you go with me so going home should be with me. Oh yes I want to know you to mama" said Keenan again.

Syafira was nervous as she was about to meet the mama of her om it. Eh since when did Keenan become his. Why should he call her his om.

Keenan knew Syafira was nervous, he took Syafira's hand and blew her niup. Then Keenan also kissed Syafira's palm, making the shafira turn her face away from embarrassment.

"If this continues I can fall in love first with Keenan" his inner self.

Syafira's cheeks were really flushed, she had never been treated sweetly like this by a man. Keenan is the one person who can make Syafira melt with his feelings.

"Om" said Syafira.

"Why widow" replied Keenan.

Cuppy

Syafira kissed Keenan's cheek quickly. Keenan was silent on the spot.

"Why did you kiss me?" ask Keenan.

"That's a reply because I kissed me too"

Shafira answered in shame.

"Why just on the cheek, you can kiss my whole face if you want" Keenan raised his eyebrows. Shafi's half-dead shame

"Yes, let's go. I'm sure later mama will nag me because over time" said Keenan.

Syafira. Then he got on Keenan's bike and held it tight. Keenan who felt Syafira was ready, started running the bike.

Along the way, Keenan did not get bored of his bored enjoying the beautiful face of Syafira from the rearview mirror. To her the face of Syafira was like an opium to her. Keenan likes everything related to Syafira.

Actually Keenan has begun to love Syafira, but he is still trying to heal his affection from syafira. He also wanted to ascertain Syafira's feelings first. If Syafira also likes Keenan, then Keenan will immediately express it.

Twenty-five minutes later, Keenan's motorbike had reached his home. Keenan took off the helmet and got off the bike. "Let's go in"

"I'm waiting here for you" Syafira said.

"Ngapain you have to wait here, mending go inside. Relax, my mom is good"

Syafira entered with Keenan. Keenan met his mother who was watching television. "Mah" her greeting.

Mela turned her head, the end of her only child that wayangnya already home. Mela also saw a beautiful girl beside Keenan.

"Who?" Ask Mela.

"Oh know mah, this is Syafira. She was the one I was telling my mom about" Keenan said.

Mela glanced at Syafira's appearance, then her eyes stopped on Syafira's stomach. She felt so sorry for Syafira because at a young age she was already pregnant. Pregnancy is because of something.

"Let's sit down, what's your name?" Mela said in the end.

"My name is Syafira aunt" replied Syafira politely. Syafira thought her mama Keenan would be cynical to her. And yet the opposite.

"Keenan now you take a quick shower, come here. Mama saw you a little smelly today" said Mela.

Syafira let out a laugh when Mela said Keenan smelled a little. Well even if it's all her work. "Just smelled a little ma, I hugged my mom already lost her smell"

Keenan tries to hug Mela, but Mela kicks him until Keenan falls on the floor.

"Rwahaha"

Syafira was no longer able to hold back her laughter.

"Sorry my aunt for laughing too hard. But it's really very funny and it's nice to see Keenan fall" Syafira said.

Mela smiled at a glance then replied "Tante is also happy to see Keenan suffering like that"

Keenan just turned his eyeballs lazily.

"Build me mah"

"Wake up there yourself" Mela replied.

Keenan stood up immediately. "Mama would really kick a handsome guy like me"

Hearing the handsome word from Keenan, Syafira felt nauseous.

"Why you, baby?" ask Mela.

"Syafira is just nauseous aunt, maybe because om keenan said handsome people" Syafira said.

"This girl is really very innocent" Mela's inner.

"Tuh Keenan, shower spout. Do not let Syafira nausea continue because of you" said Mela.

"Yes yes Keenan take a shower first. Wait here baby" Keenan told Syafira.

"Darling?" inner Syafira.

"Like his aunt's son likes you" Mela told Syafira.

"No way auntie, I'm not her dream girl. I'm just a chatty girl, take it and I'm pregnant anyway"

Mela rubbed Syafira's shoulder. "Look baby, you can't be so humble. You're the strongest woman I've ever met."

"Thank you aunt" said Syafira.

"Oh yeah, today aunty wants to make a cake. You want to help?" ask Mela.

"You aunt"

"Yes, let's go straight to the kitchen. The ingredients are already aunty prepared"

Mela and Syafira go to the kitchen to make a cake. The two walked together like mother and son.

"His mother is very good Keenan" inner Syafira.