Stay with me, Ken!

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"Son, get up" Mr. Parman kept calling Bram. The two young man's cheeks were unceasingly patted softly. No reaction, this situation makes Mr. Parman more worried. So too with Ken.a

Mr. Parman also loosened his clothes, three buttons on the top of the shirt were opened and the belt worn by Bram was also loosened so that he could unbutton his pants . The action is expected to be easier and more comfortable to breathe.

Although his legs had also been raised about 30 cm higher from the chest to restore blood flow back to the brain, Bram was not conscious either.

"Where's this? He's not conscious yet either" Mr. Parman began to panic.

"Do you need to call an ambulance?" ask Ken who is no less panicked. His body trembled and began to sweat. He was afraid that the man he was carrying would die. He could go to jail for his carelessness.

"His breathing and pulse are still normal. Hopefully nothing fatal happens" Mr. Parman after he checked Bram's pulse manually.

Mr. Parman lowered his head, now the position of his body is exactly in front of Bram's face. Because his efforts did not make the young man immediately aware, he chose to give an artificial breath.

Mr. Parman covered Bram's nose with his left hand, as soon as he lowered his head wanting to blow his breath from mouth to mouth, the body below wriggled. His eyes opened slowly.

Seeing the position of Mr. Parman, automatically the eyes that had just opened were rounded immediately. He was shocked and almost jumped if Mr. Parman did not hold him.

"Why what?" bram asked confusedly mixed in shock.

"Relax...thank you're sober" said Mr. Parman and restyled his body position.

"Don't sit down, stay lying down" said Mr. Parman again while taking a pillow to support Bram's head so that his position is higher than his body.

"Please make some warm tea" asked Mr. Parman to Ken who was still standing by his side.

When sober, give him a sweet drink, like sweet tea. Sugary drinks can increase blood sugar and restore the energy needed by the body.

Bram briefly sees Ken before he leaves the room, descending to make a warm drink for Bram.

"He hit me on the head?" bram asked Mr. Parman while pointing to the door Ken passed.

Mr. Parman did not answer that question. He just smiled bitterly and straightened back Bram's legs that had been bent upwards.

"Who is he?" ask Bram again. He was curious because Mr. Parman did not answer his question.

"Son of Ms. Ros, she replaced her mother who again went umrah," said Mr. Parman with a slightly restrained voice. He was afraid that Bram would be angry with Ken.

"Hem...," Bram was only able to mumble softly before he closed his eyes again.

"Is it still dizzy?" ask Mr. Parman to panic.

"Yes,"

"We're going to the hospital. Let me prepare the car first," said Mr. Parman provide a solution.

"No, it's better for a second, too,"

"Well, drink the tea first" said Mr. Parman again when Ken appeared with a tray in his hand.

Bram followed Parman's advice, pulling his body higher. Mr. Parman did not remain silent. He helped point the cup containing the warm tea towards his mouth.

"Let me alone" before pointing the cup he had been holding toward his mouth, Bram had looked at Ken with a sharp enough look. Ken grew jiper, he dropped his gaze on the floor.

"Both Nak Bram spend the night here. Let me get the car in,"

"Yes, I haven't been able to drive. The head is still dizzy" complained Bram. At first glance he glanced at Ken to see the girl's reaction.

Ken bit the tip of his lips, hand squeezed the clothes he was wearing. It was obvious that the girl was so scared.

Bram enjoyed the view. His nosy brain started playing, he wanted to teach the girl a lesson.

"Huek ...," said Bram's voice pretending to vomit.

"Tilt a little" Mr. Parman immediately helped Bram to tilt his body.

"Ken, take the place. Buruan," ordered Mr. Parman who saw the girl was just glued to the side of the bed.

Ken hurried to the bathroom and took the dipper. He turned the dipper towards Bram's mouth so that his vomit would go nowhere.

Some times Bram pretends to be nauseous and does not make you completely vomit. Finally he returned to his back and lowered his body until his position was now half lying down.

"I want to sleep, my head is heavy" Bram said in a very clear tone. He slowly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

"Sir, did he faint again," asked Ken worriedly.

"Yes, then let me put the car in" suggested Ken who was still panicking.

Ken hurriedly went downstairs to move Bram's car which was still parked outside. After finishing, he returned to Al's room. At Mr. Parman's company, Ken keeps Bram until he wakes up, when the sun has begun to rise.

"Why didn't you wake me?" bram asked when he saw the sunlight that was so bright from the window of Al's room. He saw Mr. Parman still sitting on the side of the bed.

"That means he waited all night for me" Bram thought in his heart.

"Let Bram rest" said Mr. Parman.

Bram swept his gaze around the room, he did not find Ken there.

"Ken is making breakfast for you, it's good to wait here," said Mr. Parman again.

"I'm healthy, really. I had to leave because there was some work I had to finish this morning" he said.

"Breakfast first, like the food is ready. I'll get it first" Mr. Parman got out of his seat and wanted to leave the room.

"It's okay, sir. Let me have breakfast downstairs. I want to take a shower first" Bram got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

"Oh, ok if so. I asked Ken to prepare his breakfast,"

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"I have business in the notary. Can you deliver this to your employer's place" said Bram in a sullen tone.

"Now that was Al's order, I have no intention of stealing in this house" he said resentfully.

"Sorry, Sir. I'm freaking out, because I've never seen my father before in this house so I guess the heist likes to act in an empty house,"

Bram grunted softly. He looked at Ken who was standing at the side of the dining table, preparing breakfast for him. After being able to catch his breath again, he grabbed the glass filled with water and sipped it slowly.

"Soon deliver the goods to the apartment Pyramid 10th floor number 1015,"

"Good, sir,"

"Fastly," he ordered again.

"Yes, I'm ready first,"

Ken rushed to his room to get changed and picked up the thesis that was to be brought before his guidance counselor. In an instant, he had already come out with quite neat clothes and a backpack that was on his shoulders.

"I'm asking you to deliver Al's belongings, why are you carrying your backpack as if to go camping,"

"I'm going to college. Want a consultation," said Ken Lirih.

"Oh, so you're still in college" murmured Bram with a nod of his head.

"Pantes aja no easy pembokat," his mind in the heart.

"Is that the only bag I've brought?" Ken ventured to ask because Bram was back to enjoying his breakfast. His hand pointed towards the bag lying on the sofa, in front of the TV

"Yes" he said without looking at Ken.

"Good, Sir. Excuse me first,"

There is no lawfulness. Ken leaves Bram in the dining room with a bag containing Al's belongings.

"Ha.ha.he was so funny when his face was so frightened," Bram developed his ignorant smile as soon as Ken was out of the house.

"Rasain you're beautiful. Take the punishment for you," he murmured again.

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