Sketch of Love Mr. Kendra

Be well

The Smith family arrived in one of these countries. They have now arrived at Kendra's apartment.

“Wih, this is Apartment huh, Om? Very small, he said a lot of money, because Duda base is stingy!” chirps Mizzy who has been pacing back and forth to see every room in his Om Apartment.

“Zy, don't start yet. I'm grateful that Om Ken wants to name you,” said his Papi.

While the topic of conversation is only chuckling while shaking his head.

It is true that the apartment is not large, not incapable. But if Ken lives alone there, his Art also commutes not to stay there.

“So where is my room Om Ken?”

“The room here is just two, just find the one you like,” replied Ken.

“Which Om Ken room?”

“Tuh yes in that corner.”

“I want that ah, good richness, directly facing the city of Paris,” he said.

“Zy, that's Om Ken's room, you're the other room,” says Mommy.

“Nothing Mom, Om Ken who told Zy to choose his room also.”

“Nothing Brother, let it go,” concluded Ken.

Mizzy smiled triumphantly, the girl immediately passed into the room.

“Mizzy don't play in and out hey, it's Om Ken's room,” Tiara shouted.

But the girl paid no heed to her Mommy screams.

“Let's be it, besides there's nothing in the room too,” concluded Ken.

Tiara stroked her breath. He felt bad for Ken. But Ken looks very relaxed, doesn't mind at all, and indeed in the room there is nothing, so Ken feels no problem.

“Ken, just be careful if you spoil him, I don't like!” teo.

“Just be calm, there are times when we have to be firm, and there are times when we have to be relaxed. I'll keep Mizzy calm, she's my niece, I can't possibly let her just like that either.”

“Alright, I believe. Don't let you disappoint us, Ken.”

“Iya-iya, just Mizzy did not feel at home with her Papi, overprotective once,” said Ken at the end of the sentence he lowered his voice.

“Not overprotective Ken, it's natural that parents like, later you will feel it, so get married quickly, have children, so you know what it's like to position your Brother,” joked Papa Smith, so you know, who was sitting next to him, like he had heard Ken's slow speech just now.

Ken sighed in annoyance, why the discussion was so there.

“Later if there is a soul mate!” sahut Ken, with an expressionless face.

“That's how it is, it's always been like that. True said Zy, you were long so Dulap,” timpal Mamahnya.

Making others laugh, as well as Ken himself, he laughed.

There is-there is indeed his nephew, Ken's time called Dalup aka Duda weathered.

Yes indeed, his age has now stepped on the head of four almost five heads. But, handsome good looks it is still clear, what else Ken is very guarding his body, so at his age Ken still looks fresh even charismatic.

They continued their conversation, what else Aunt Sandra was seen coming there as well.

Meanwhile, Mizzy, now standing on the balcony in front of the room, he stared at the amazement of the city that many people dream of coming there.

After just looking through the contents of his Om room, and there was nothing strange, the room was plain, there was no decoration whatsoever, he said, there is only one photograph that is large enough to be attached to the wall of the room, namely Ken's wedding photo with Zalleta.

It was boring, he thought.

“That's so beautiful, how about tonight huh, the wealth is more beautiful!" yells.

Mizzy was shocked when she felt someone pat her on the shoulder.

“Hayo again what?”

“Om Ken, make a shock," he jolted while looking back, it turned out to be his Om.

Ken chuckled, then he walked a few steps standing in line with his nephew.

“Beautiful right?” tanyakanya.

“It's beautiful, pantesan Om at home here, until you don't want to go home,” he said.

“Reason, the old song was mah. Then do the work of bone slamming, which is fought also no,” ledeknya.

“Can only answer.” Ken pinched his niece's nose in a fit of rage.

While the one who was pinched looked annoyed bending his face.

“Om why would you want to come here? Just interrupt know not!” ketus Mizzy's.

“Eat first, Om told to call you. Come out, people have been waiting,” invite Ken.

“I haven't laper,” reject it.

“Don't wait for lapers, at least appreciate them waiting for you, yuk.”

“Don't want any! sana ah, just say later Zy eat it.”

Without warning Ken immediately lifted the girl's body, holding a bridal style.

“Woy Om, get off! Om .. " cried Mizzy.

He thrashed, but Ken paid no heed, but because the girl would not shut up, Ken stumbled. Day ..

Brugh!

They fell on the bed in the room, Ken slightly overstretched the girl's body.

As they fell silent, with gazes staring at each other, between surprise and nervousness.

‘Eh-eh, kok dag-dig-du like this yes,’ Inner Mizzy.

‘Why are his eyes like Zalleta's?’'s inner Ken.

The second Ken regained consciousness, he turned his face away. Closing his eyes for a moment.

‘Aware Ken, she's your niece, not your wife Zalleta!’ batin Ken again.

Ken got up fresh, making Mizzy also aware. Mizzy still felt her heartbeat beating.

Both look equally nervous, but both of them try to cover their nervousness.

“Sorry yes Zy, emm .. does anyone hurt?” ask Ken.

Mizzy just shook her head in response.

“It was silent, so Om hooked up, just now," Ken said as he pinched the girl's life again. Intentionally to find the mood.

Mizzy was upset again. “Part of carrying Zy, Om think Zy what jamu sling!” resounding.

“Hehe .. yes-iya sorry.” Again Ken pinched his niece's nose again.

“Sorry-sorry again, basic Om Dalup!” he continued walking away from Ken.

Ken smiled faintly, then he stroked his breath several times.

“Aware Kendra, Be aware, lest you lose your sanity! Mizzy, Mizzy. Ah shit, what's wrong with me?” riled.

Ken soon followed the girl. Everyone was waiting at the dinner table to eat together.

Mizzy seemed to have joined in, and the girl was already eating voraciously. Ken feels like he wants to laugh, was he said not hungry? Mizzy now eats ravenously!

“Basic girl labile,” murmured Ken.

After the meal, Mizzy's parents and Oma and Opa went home. As always, there is drama.

Tiara cried when she was leaving her daughter, not the drama of course it was natural, what else had Tiara never been far from her only son.

“You're fine yes same Om Ken, don't be naughty, okay!” tiara's message advises her daughter.

“Ready Mom," he replied while saluting.

“Ken, titip Mizzy yes,” Tiara continued on Ken.

“Siap Kak," Ken also came to respect as done by Mizzy.

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