Stay with me, Ken!

Secret Male

Al and Baron were sitting in the gazebo. On weekends, they choose to enjoy the morning by the fish pond while coffee and reading the newspaper.

"Since when did papa like to drink coffee," Al noticed his Papa who was sipping warm coffee from a small cup, the motive behind. The newspaper in his hand he left open.

"Since your mother left. Hot coffee is for me. At first I was not interested in vinegar because the smell was so tempting, I tried it and started to get addicted."

"Aren't diabetics prohibited from consuming sugary drinks?"

"It should be like that. Ignored him. But now it is much less. In a week at most 3 cups of this. But it looks like I will be addicted again, Ken-made coffee really delicious. Fit the size," praise Baron.

"Masa? Try me tasting!"

"You want to drink a cup with me" Baron joked.

"It could have been when I was a kid eating your scar, why now feel disgusted just drinking from the same cup,"

"Well, you are. Your mother is a medical worker, she understands very well to maintain the health and cleanliness of her child. You can feed from the mouths of people. All must be sterile, even hot food he cooled in his own way, not blown or put first in his mouth,"

"Ha.ha. Why is papa so serious,"

"Yes, Pa. The coffee is good" Al said after trying the drink two gulps.

"It does. Hitherto. Isa opened the cafe. It's good to create new financial resources,"

"No way, I won't let it work. He can only take care of me,"

"You want to find a wife or a nanny?" ledek Baron's

"This morning Ken's mother came home" said Al. His face suddenly became gloomy.

"Don't Miss Ros have been working with you for a long time?" baron asked curiously as he saw Al's face turning tense.

"Yes. But all this time I had no relationship with his son. I'm afraid he's forbidden Ken from marrying me. I love you so much and want to be together soon,"

"I understand. What you're feeling right now I've experienced. Why can't you think Ros's mom doesn't approve of you?"

Al told me everything. Including Mom. Ros who never knew what a job was. Is it possible that he received Al who only has an Junior High degree while his son already wants to become a scholar. To get that degree he must be good at managing his finances. Not to mention Ken's status which was never clearly known who his parents were.

"Yes, everything happened because of my mistake. You can't go to school like the kids in general. Don't you panic. I'll do anything so you can have it" said Baron so sure.

"Thank you, Pa," said Al gladly. He felt cared for even though he was sure he could solve everything by himself.

"Sir..," call Ken who is walking towards the gazebo. It looks like he's looking for the whereabouts of Mr. Parman.

"Sir Parman is harvesting bananas back there. What's up," asked Al as soon as the woman was in front of the gazebo. Ken smiled and saluted the Baron who was looking at him.

"You Fish bag. I said I'd like to make some fish pepes for lunch,"

"Oh, can't you do it?"

"could. Who said you can't. This is easy, mah,"

"No proof, hoax"

"Don't, look at this. I'll get it in just one move,"

"Papa entered first, the weather was getting hot," Baron set out from that place and left the two of them clashing about catching fish.

No one responded to the man's words, even when he left, neither of them cared.

Al saw Ken raiding the pool. Chasing the biggest goldfish. He ran to and fro around the pond, following the direction of the fish.

Fish is not your opponent, you have to tame it instead of attacking,” said Al while playing pool water, until the water moved fretfully, and the fish below ran scared.

Ken smiled grinning, his forehead wrinkled. Slowly he tried to interpret Al's words and a moment later made him stare at confusion.

“Arts?” muttered Ken with a mocking face.

“Fish are indeed alive and nurtured to eat. But catch him not with violence.” said Al while continuing to play the pool water: beaten, with fixed eyes staring at the fish running in fear.

Ken sat on Al's back. He was scattered on the lips of the pool with pants and clothes that had been wet.

Al turned his body. Now he can see who is sitting in front of him with eyes that keep aiming at the fish. Only from the mouth with lips that were soft and natural red was his words addressed to Al.

"You try to catch that fish for me," challenged Ken.

"You're exaggerating too much. Just say ‘pelan-pelan when catching fish’, do not need to call it art!” Said Ken in a slightly raised and cynical voice.

“The language of people born from a family of fish-eaters with catchers is so!” al won't lose.

Ken snorted long. He felt funny with Al's attitude and speech this morning. The matter of catching fish alone should be theorized to come here and there.

"Catch a fish as soon as he feels calm. Winning looks easy but not everyone is able to do it,"

“At least, in the final seconds of his hldup, we give tenderness and affection while separating him from his place of life!” al's voice sounded soft because the fish that had approached him seemed to feel calm.

Al bent his body into the pond, until half his hands were wet.Slowly, the movement led to the fish being targeted. He did not want any fish to be disturbed by his presence.

I'm watching him closely. The more Al's hand approached the fish, the slower the movement, until the ripples of water did not appear at all. The fish around her hands did not feel her presence.

Give a touch to the last of his life. Fish understand, they live to eat. Catch him with art, so that he is more savory when we enjoy” said Al calmly. He gave one fish with the largest size to Ken. The fish he caught for his heart.

Ken extended his hand with a flaring smile. He was amazed by his skill and patience possessed by Al. Without the aid, he could catch fish easily.

"Great," praised Ken as a surprise.

"How many more tails?" al asked while enjoying the girl's smile.

"Five," said Ken sure.

"alright. Just stay sitting there. I'll catch that fish for you while enjoying the beauty of your face," the fist finally came out as well.

"Beh. You told me I was pretty. I will not wash my face so that your admiration for me remains intact" Ken replied no less resounding.

"Al....," cried Ken when the pool water had already doused his face and body. Al was so gemes needed like that that the fad could not stop. Ken's body was drenched instantly.

Al got up from the seat. He took a shot that was on the side of the gazebo. With just one move, the fish had already entered in a snare.

"Why not tell me there's a tool" Ken said. Al laughed with satisfaction. This morning he was able to make the girl annoyed and he enjoyed it so much when the face pouted many times because of his actions.

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