Sketch of Love Mr. Kendra

Kebo

The next day, as usual. Ken today re-started the activity as usual. The man looked very nice and was enjoying his breakfast in the morning.

Time has shown at 7 am local time, since Ken had not seen the trunk of his nephew's life. After finishing breakfast in the morning, Ken decided to go to Mizzy's room.

“Is he still sleeping?” muttered. Ken opened the door to the room occupied by his nephew.

Ken shook his head, sure enough Mizzy was still hiding behind the thick blanket.

Ken entered the room, opening the window curtain. Make direct sunlight barge in, and precisely highlight towards Mizzy.

The girl was piqued, her body wriggling, her question seemed to rub her eyes slowly.

“Mom, Zy still sleepy to know!” he said with a heavy voice typical of people waking up.

But instead, just wake up. The girl pulled back the blanket until it covered her head.

Ken shook his head. Wonder, why are girls so hard to wake up? This must be his sister spoiling him too much! thought Kendra.

Though not like that, Mizzy is very difficult to wake up early.

“Truly kebo!” Ken muttered.

Ken approached Mizzy, who was hiding under the blanket, and pulled him firmly, causing Mizzy to jerk open her eyes.

“Om Ken!” mizzy shouted, his voice so echoed filled the room.

Ken's reflexes covered both ears with his hands. Mizzy looked annoyed looking at his Om.

“Om want to go to work,” said Ken.

“Terus?” mizzy asked indifferently with a bent face already like a dry kanebo.

“Yes you're awake! look at what time it is! The girl has to get up early, Mizzy!”

“Om Ken sucks!” ketus Mizzy as she moved out of her bed.

“Jeez Zy, what are you doing?” ken shouted while closing his eyes.

“Aaan anyway? Not clear! what is Zy? Not that I was told to get up, this is Zy going to the bathroom, want to take a shower, is something wrong?” tell the girl. He was completely inexhaustible with his Om Dulap's behavior.

“That you sleep is like that?” ken asked, his hands still covering his face.

“What is it anyway? What is not clear!” Mizzy was getting confused, plus upset as well.

Is there something wrong with the way he sleeps?

“That's you're sleeping without glasses?” ask Ken.

Huh, glasses? Suddenly Mizzy who was upset and confused so laughed.

“Haha, yes times. Sleeping with glasses. Make what, less work?” his bracelet.

“Not those glasses, Mizzy! But your chest glasses!” furious Ken, held back his emotions.

Yes, that's why Ken closed his eyes, when Mizzy woke up, Ken saw the twin mounds of the girl, what more pajamas the girl used, his shoulders a little laugh.

“Gosh! I guess what glasses!” Mizzy immediately stopped his laughter, he was quite surprised, reflex hands covered that area of his chest.

‘Yeah, did Om Ken just see ya? Ah so presumptuous of him, ah I also got hit to this reckless anyway!’ he continued in his heart.

But winning is Mizzy's habit, if he sleeps he never wears the daleman. Of course all that he did to keep both his valuable assets.

“Sana can take a shower, Om wait outside!” order Ken. With those eyes still closed, Ken turned his back, lowered his hand and stroked his leg breath. Ken walked out of the room.

‘Truly, make a heart sport!’ inner Ken.

Damn, why does he feel so nervous now? Normal, but crazy.

“Aware Kendra, sober!” his gerrick.

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