Stay with me, Ken!

Listen to Me

"Why else?" ask Al after they finish dinner in the room. Al accidentally teases Ken with the question after a quarter of an hour of silence. Ken pretended to be cool to see the television show, while Al noticed the girl's behavior that looked riled up.

"What should I do?" ask Ken back. He was actually confused about what to answer because there was no work he could do except watch TV.

"Sit down here!" Take Al. He gave the code for Ken to move to the mattress where he was leaning his body. Ken was just him and smiled knot. He did not comply with the boss's request.

"You scared?" tanya Al probing.

"Don't we ever sleep together?" smith again. This time he put on a half-sniffing face.

"No, Sir. I'm just here," Ken subtly refused. He was sitting on the sofa by the door. His gaze was still on the television screen.

"Ken," call Al again.

"Yes, sir,"

"Come here. There's something I want to tell you" she asked. This time in a gentle tone, condition with a plea.

"Here, sit beside me" he asked again.

Ken straightened out his request, he got up from his couch, sat down next to Al.

"Do not be afraid of it" he murmured again.

"Yes, sir,"

"Why should you call, sir?" ask Al. He looked at Ken's face with a sharp look.

"Hemmm. because you're my boss,"

"Working with your mother. I also did not like to be called that name, but Miss Ros still forced herself" complained Al.

"For me, Mr. Parman and your mother are like family. I never made any distance on them, much less until there was the mind of the master and the servant,"

"Yes, what do I call you?" Ken is pretending to be confused.

"As far as you are, it's important not to call "Sir". You can see for yourself, I'm still young, right?" guyon Al to melt the atmosphere.

"Yes" said Ken, nodding slowly.

"Ken, maybe for this week I'll stay here," Al again started the conversation after they were quite busy with their respective thoughts.

Ken was quite surprised to hear that. His eyes were perfectly round while his lips were silent. He did not know he had to speak ala to respond to that statement.

"Of course not with you. Don't ge-er," Al's pretext is to throw a pillow that refutes his head towards Ken. Ken's expression like that was enough to make him amused.

Ken smiled shyly, he dropped his gaze in embarrassment.

"It's plain, it's a child," thought Al in his heart.

"So I went to see my dad" Al didn't go on. He deliberately held her back to know Ken's reaction.

It seems Al's hope materialized, Ken raised his face and began to put up his hearing. Al smiled and continued his story.

"meaning?" ken asked confusedly. He did not understand the meaning of Al.

"Know Baron?" ask Al

"No," said Ken flat on his head who shook slowly.

"Haji Bahrudin?" ask Al again.

Ken nodded again. He had never heard of anyone called by Al, let alone known him.

"What news did you read? Time never heard that name. Though the news about the person often appears on the internet," complained Al.

"I only open the internet for business, if the news and others see on television," replied Ken.

"You are this, really innocent or bloon," Ledek Al who began to get upset.

"His son, is the standard someone can be called a pinter if he knows Baron and Haji Bahrudin?" Ken's protest was unaccounted for by Al's alleged remarks to him.

"At least you also have knowledge of the social life around you. Moreover, information that you will not find in textbooks or in the media, television" Al said.

Ken can only grin a horse. What Al said is true. He rarely follows political news, social media, and social life. Maybe that's why he seems innocent. "Plain what a bloon, huh?" he thought again, repeating Al's words that were accused of him. Finally he just grinned. He showed his clean and neat teeth.

"Here you go, if you don't know him. You just listen to what I'm about to say,"

Unknowingly, Ken shifted his body. Now the distance between him and Al is so close. Al did not want to comment on that, he simply smiled knots and continued his story.

"Baron and Haji Bahrudin are the same person. He's my Papa. His full name is Bahrudin Yusuf Al - Farabi. People know him better as Mr. Baron because of his football lunge at the biggest nightclub in the capital. More simply my papa is the boss of thugs in Jakarta. He owns the entertainment business in Jakarta,"

Ken scrunched his forehead. One side he wanted to know more about Al, but the feeling of fear hit him once Al mentioned who his parents were.

"As an only child, I have no friends. Other than going to school I never left the house. So I spent more time with the communication facilities in my room. Play games, open YouTube, watch TV and more. Over time I became bored,"

"Aged 10 years, I began to know the world of trading from advertising on the internet. I became interested and learned secretly using a demo account. Once there is an offer from one of the international brokers and given an initial capital of 500 US Dollars if opening an account, I immediately register and start trading with a real account. Since the age of eleven, I've had my own income" continued Al.

Al was silent for a moment. He saw Ken's reaction, the girl listened seriously to what he was saying. The face that seemed to show fear, now turned into an expression of admiration. Al was excited to continue his story.

"I asked Papa to find a private trading teacher. I want to study more seriously because the results I get are quite tempting for me. I managed to persuade papa with the lure of the acquisition that I had obtained, finally Papa hired Maria, a trader known for his online class. I don't know exactly, where they're known from,"

"Within a week, he came home three times. The payment he got from papa was also not small. From the young Masta I can read market predictions, broker ins and outs and knowledge of the trading world more in-depth. In a short time, he can make me as a young trader who started to have a name and is known among traders,"

"Papa was very satisfied with his work. Because of his success, Papa finally asked Maria to manage his money with a profit sharing system. For a moment papa can get multiple benefits. That said, from the results of trading on the run Maria Papa can set up a discotheque Adisa in the Kuningan area,"

"What about your Mama?" Ken ventured to ask because Al had not offended the woman who had presented herself to this world.

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Hay everyone, sorry yes.I can only update one chapter because it collides with office tasks that must be completed and requires full concentration. Thank you for your visit and for following this story.

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