Stay with me, Ken!

Say Only!

"I'll give you permission, go to college. The lecturer was only until 12pm," Ken said as they finished breakfast in the living room.

"I? How come it's official like this" Al raises his smile. Feeling funny with Ken's sudden rigid attitude change.

"Yes, he.he." Ken joined in with a smile. More precisely a forced smile.

"It's really good, abis eat right home. Feels like a guest," muttered Al in a non-clair tone.

"Yes, Sir. I wash the dishes first, all in order, too" Ken hurriedly moved from his seat and cleaned up their old dishes.

"Sit down" ordered Al.

"I want to put this back in the kitchen" Ken lifted up the plates and their used glasses that were still lying on the guest table.

"Sit down" he ordered again. Without protesting, Ken returned to his seat again. The dirty dishes and glasses were still held by him.

"I'm just kidding, why it's so serious" Al said in a softer tone.

Ken went wrong. Frankly, ever since Al made a mention of him as his girlfriend, Ken got confused himself. Between joy and fear mixed into one.

"Who can resist a man as handsome as him?" Ken muttered in his heart. But hearing his family background, Ken shuddered to himself. Thugs, violence, business struggles, stalking each other, things he would face if he chose to be with the man.

Ken is not a hypocrite, he is happy if Al considers it so even though he has not revealed it specifically. All this time he wanted to have a girlfriend like a girl his age. But because of circumstances, all that is just wishful thinking. Getting Al could be a blessing as well as a disaster for him.

"Ken," call Al. Awakening the girl's daydream.

"Yes, sir," said Ken nervously.

"Udah said don't call sir. Call me Al only," Al spoke in an annoyed tone.

"But I can't. Not polite,"

"And I told you, my partner is your mother, not you,"

"Yes, well Al," Ken tried to call the man by his name despite still sounding stiff and sounding a little nervous.

"Good, pinter girl," praised Al. Her smile is so fluffy.

"You leave, let me settle down. What's up?"

"Busway," said Ken briefly.

"There is a busway stop in front, if you want to go to your campus take the line from sebrang. But it has to transit, tar even long," said Al gave a look at the girl. He opened the phone and looked like he was typing something.

"9 kilos from here. Take a taxi. In front of a lot of superficial ones," Al gave a suggestion.

"Cracket if the clock is this way,"

"Ojol's mat,"

"Yes" said Ken again.

Ken was still sitting, there was no sign of him getting out of his seat. Ken just kept quiet as if he was thinking about something.

"Why? Said hurry. How come you haven't left yet?" search Al curious.

"I don't have any money. In the wallet only 15 thousand, it was for the cost here. I can't if I cash the bon first. Cut off from mom's paycheck," Ken was finally able to reveal his problem after long enough he had gathered the courage to talk.

Al smiled, so amused. Even looking at his face like someone who was laughing at his interlocutor. Of course this makes Ken so even more upset mixed with embarrassment.

"People are hard to match, instead" muttered Ken. Although shrill but can be heard clearly by Al.

"You're funny, you want to say that, take your thinking seriously. I'm like the one who's in court because he got caught wrong,"

Ken pulled the tip of his lips in a forced manner. It could look so funny to Al, but he won quite embarrassed to have to borrow money from people who lately have made him die because of wrong behavior.

"How much pocket money did Miss Ros give you?" ask Al seriously.

"Sunday 200rb. Including transport and food,"

"So?" tanya Al was unsure. His eyes were so in disbelief.

"From boarding to campus take the 3rb train. Fill the balance once a month is also enough. If not hurry from the walking station. Just this 500 meter,"

"Yes, cook your own rice. Lauk and vegetable buy. Most often omelet or cook tofu tempeh," explained Ken a little embarrassed because he had to tell the secret of his kitchen.

"I also have time savings. Make a handle," Ken added.

Al went into his room, not long before he came out and brought a hundred thousand dollars.

"It's for you" he said as he extended the money toward Ken.

"Mostly, what's that much money for," kelly Ken. He let Al's hand out toward him.

"It's Ken's money, what you said for. You can shop or spend whatever you like. No cash bon," said Al. He put the money in Ken's lap.

"I take it this way," Ken took only 2 pieces of money that are still neatly arranged written 5 million.

"You refused my gift" muttered Al in a sad tone.

Ken did not answer, confused what to say. After he put the money he had just taken into the bag, he immediately lifted his body from the soft sofa.

"I'm leaving first" he said slowly.

Al did the same, got up from his seat and stood by Ken's side who was already holding his backpack.

"Be careful. I'm sorry I couldn't anter you," he said in a very slow tone. Again he confirmed the location of the backpack that had looked shabby to be installed well on Ken's back.

"It looks like this bag is about time to get changed,"

"Stage, just a few months away. If you have finished the thesis will not be made again," Ken gives a logical reason. This bag is the only one he has. Wherever he went, this thing leaned on the girl's back faithfully.

'"There's always a reason" Al said.

Again Ken put on his forced smile. He followed Al who had stepped towards the door.

"Remember the code, who knows at any time you come here," said Al while pressing a few buttons from a row of numbers displayed on a small machine on the side of the door.

"Yes,"

"Be careful" said Al again. This time he held onto Ken's shoulder gently.

"Yes" said Ken, nodding his head.

"Ojol please, if your money runs out don't hesitate to tell me,"

"Yes,"

"Ken," call Al slowly.

"Yes,"

"Be careful. Go home soon when your business is done,"

"Yes" he said again, nodding.

"From just saying yes.iya.doang," protested Al.

Ken was smiling again. Forced smile. His heart was racing because of the distance so close to Al. He could smell the body perfectly, causing the mind to go awry and his mouth to lock.

Al grabbed the girl's head and carried her into his arms. Just for a moment, after gently stroking Ken's hair, he opened the door of his apartment.

"Be careful, yes!" Say Al again. I don't know how many times he said the greeting words within the last 5 minutes.

"Yes" said Ken. Before stepping out he still had time to leave a smile for Al.

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