Stay with me, Ken!

I'm Doing.

Ken was standing at the door of the apartment, looking as if he was pressing the door code that he had remembered well. Circumstances around the 50-storey building are so quiet even though the time has shown at 16.10 WIB. Time for employees/employees to come home from their workplaces.

A moment later, he managed to open the door. He looked for the switch button, turned on the lighting as well as AC in the room. Cold air instantly swept over his body. Instantly it was also a sultry feeling that he felt shed by himself.

Ken circulated his gaze throughout the room, although the apartment was not too spacious but there were two rooms, one bathroom, kitchen, and living room. All spaces are designed grandly and exclusively.

"It looks like he hasn't come home yet" Ken murmured inwardly.

Ken put his backpack on the table and laid himself on the sofa. He stretched all his joints that felt stiff after a full day can only sit in front of the lecturer room of his supervisor. Waiting for the queue to submit chapters 4 and 5 that have been done merathon this week.

Ken squirms lazily. Then lift his waist for a while and straighten it back out. After feeling his body began to relax, he moved the tips of his toes so that his stiff calf also began to limp.

"Sonly," he murmured again. His eyes began to narrow, drowsiness began to attack him

"Kruuuukkkkk," a subtle grill sounded from his stomach. Ken hasn't had lunch yet. His allowance runs out for regular copies of hisses and buys mineral water to wet his throat while he waits. Ken only left twenty thousand rupiah for the cost of ojol to go to the apartment.

"Patience yes...hold....," Ken tried to invite his stomach to be patient a little more. The fatigue he felt was more demanding for him to fall than to fill his stomach with food.

Once again Ken squirms lazily and the opposite of his body. Now the position is in a downturn. Slowly his eyes closed. Ken is not aware if he has fallen asleep at a time that is not recommended for his health. Fatigue makes forget everything, now the fine snoring has been heard. Ken fell asleep so fast.

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Towards magrib, Al arrives at his apartment. He was quite surprised to find Ken lying on the living room sofa. At first he was worried that the girl was fainting or sick, but that subtle snoring made him smile.

"Sleep really, huh?" ask Al in my heart.

To make sure the girl was actually sleeping and not being in a show, Al approached Ken. He bent his body, flapping the child's hair that covered Ken's pretty face.

"That's all, '" whispered Al in his heart, that he could not bear to wake him.

Al rushes to the room and picks up a blanket to cover Ken's cold-looking body. After he restores Ken's body that almost fell and put a blanket to cover his body, Al returns to the room.

He wanted to immediately clean his sticky-feeling body. This day he spent his time accompanying and talking to Bik Sum. A housekeeper who has worked at his parents' home for more than 30 years.

Al took off all his clothes, he hurried to step into the bathroom that was in his room. His sticky and sultry body was drenched in cold water. The shower was maximal.

"The love of your Papa, Al," the sentence uttered by Bik Sum was ringing back in his ears.

The woman recounted many things that happened in the house after her disappearance. Especially the fate of the business that the Baron had entrusted to his stepson.

According to Bik Sum, many employees at his papa company have resigned because they are not strong with the work system implemented by Barent. So do clients who have worked with them for years. They pull away slowly.

Unlike his stepfather, Barent prefers a rough and slovenly way on accounts receivable that have a relationship with his client. He dared to wiretap their phone contacts and terrorize his family and relatives.

Because they feel humiliated, they do not want to pay the debt. As a result, the client feels hurt. If the business is successful, Barent also asked for a royal fee of 20% of the total bill that has been paid. This fine blackmail is quite detrimental because the count is beyond the set cost.

Almost every night Bik Sum heard the talk of the mother and child over the phone. Barent usually contacted his mother from the park behind so that he could not be heard by his father. Bik Sum could hear everything because he deliberately eavesdropped if Brent had already rushed to the back of the house.

"They're really too, when did their charade come to light?" Al pointed his fist at the wall.

"Actually he can trade ga, sih?" guman Al is getting angry. Anger at the woman who had been a private teacher was becoming more and more after the problems he made.

"Make your father aware that he must know that the mother and the child are poisonous snakes. At any time it would be normal to shut down this whole family," asked Bik Sum in a hopeful tone.

While washing his body, Al kept me reminding everything Bik Sum said and trying hard to find a solution to solve the problem.

Ten minutes had Al spent in the bathroom. He wiped his body with a towel and left the bathroom. He immediately put on clothes and wanted to rush to eat because his stomach was hungry.

Once in the living room, Al sees Ken still asleep. His position has not changed one bit. Only his face shifted slightly, more visible from the side. Al intended to wake her up because it was time for her to have dinner, bowing her head towards the girl and holding her shoulder slowly.

"Ken, wake!" call Al, get close to Ken's ear.

Ken opened his eyes slowly. He was amazed, his eyeballs saw a handsome angel right in front of him. For a moment their views met. The man's smile was so perfect. So sweet.

Al could not resist the urge, seeing Ken who was so innocent was staring intently at him made his face get closer. Unknowingly, he did.

"Cup" one kiss landed on the girl's left cheek.

"Al," cried Ken in shock.

"I'm sorry" said Al gelagapan because of confusion mixed with shame.

"Wake up, we'll eat outside" Al asked still in a voice that looked so nervous.

The faces of the two instantly flushed. Ken hurriedly covered his face with a blanket and shuffled, pulling himself from the sofa. Al could only look at Ken who was running towards the bathroom with a smile.

"I did it" Al held his lips with his two right fingers. His heart kept buzzing. He was still unable to regulate his sudden breath so tight.

"Well, yeah, it feels like? I can finally do it," he said again. His voice was almost suffocated as he could not hide the excitement in his heart.

"Ken... I love you," she screamed.

"UPS..," he hurriedly shut his mouth. Al walked to the bathroom. He wanted to know if it was Ken's voice or not. But hearing the state of the bathroom is so noisy, Al so a little relieved.

"Shower or fight tuh people," he mumbled.

Al stepped into the kitchen to grab a drink. Since then the throat feels dry, maybe because the temperature of the floor in Jakarta is so hot and the mood is burning.

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