Stay with me, Ken!

What's the matter with you guys?

Since Miss Ros had just arrived, Madam Lisha allowed the woman to rest in her room after they finished lunch. While Ken and Lisha, gotong royong tidied the dinner table and washed the dishes.

"Let us do the cleaning. I take a break first," Lisha prevents Ms. Ros from lifting the plate off the table.

"It's okay, Madam. On the road too, rest,"

"Have it, let me and Ken take care of it," prevent Lady Lisha again.

"Yes ma'am, let me take care of it. I'll rest in the room first," Ken chimed in.

Miss Ros finally gave up. He asked for permission to enter the room and clean up the items. Before leaving the living room, he was also astonished to see Ken who looked so familiar with Madam Lisha. Ken was used to communicating with the woman, not as awkward as he used to be.

"Mr Mr. Al was very good. Where have they been all this time? How come I've been working here so long I've never seen that husband and wife's nose?" various questions popped into Bu Ros's head.

He was happy to see the employer was cheerful and met others, but he was still confused by the family's secret. Ms. Ros shrugged both of her shoulders and closed the door of her room tightly. He has been allowed to rest means there is time to clean up his luggage.

*******

"Let's explain why you fight under the table. Do you understand me?" ask Miss Ros when Ken's in the room.

"What did you bring for me?" ask Ken. He did not heed his mother's questions.

"Don't switch the conversation, answer your questions first!" The Bu Ros protest.

"There's nothing, Mom,"

"Mom doesn't believe. The Al I know is not like that. Why did he change so drastically?"

"Kok mom asked me? Ken knows. He got a lot of talk after meeting his parents,"

"Yes, I was shocked too. Dateng-dateng this house is rame. How did they meet?" search mother

Ken tells how Al could meet with Baron and his mother and everything that his employer experienced. Of course Ken still keeps his relationship with Al a secret.

"Oh Allah, he was very concerned about his life during this time. Did he tell you everything?" search mom again.

"Somely yes, as I hear them again when they talk?"

"They?"

"Bram and Al, Mom,"

"So your attitude, son. Even though she thinks of us as a family or what she calls it, they are in fact mothers' masters. You should also pay respect to them. Don't go glaring like that when you talk to Mr. Al," she advised Ken. He could not catch if his daughter's heart was tied to his master.

"Yes, Mom. Ken understood," said Ken bowed in embarrassment.

"Mommy is so grateful to you. You helped mom well. They seem to be quite satisfied with my work. So since mom's here, you can be free now. Can you rest in the village?"

"In the village?" shabil asked in shock.

"Yes. You're saying the school business is over and the exam's two weeks away, something's wrong?" I was wondering why Ken was so surprised.

"No, Mom,"

"Well, while waiting for your good test in the village. We don't have to extend the lease anymore,"

"Yes, Mom. Contract is over, is it?"

"Yes, the end of the month is exactly a year. You packed our stuff. For household supplies tipped with next door neighbors first, later if the mother's holiday mother will take it,"

"Yes, mom. Ken will get it done as soon as possible,"

"This afternoon you can get hired. I've booked the train tickets for tomorrow morning. Tonight pack up, tomorrow can go straight to the village,"

"Why is your face buckling like that?"

"No, Ma. Any more thought that I have business to campus where?" ask Ken pretending to be innocent.

"Mom will ask Mr. Al for permission to have you stay here,"

"Oh," Ken was relieved to hear that answer. Then he still has a chance to meet Al.

""Well Mom, Ken's coming home this afternoon" Ken said.

Miss Ros did not give any gifts to Ken because of the items he bought for his daughter he lived in the village. He thought Ken was going to go back there so don't bother bringing him here.

Ms. Ros brought only one jerrycan of zamzam water, fresh dates and chocolate for her employer.

******

By late afternoon, Ken was ready with his kucel backpack. He saw Al's room sealed shut, as well as Lisha's and Baron's. Maybe because the weekend and the market are also on holiday, Al sleeps soundly. To the extent that he did not read the WA he sent.

Ken wants to leave, he'll be hired tonight. Tomorrow and to an unspecified extent he will live in the village, with his grandmother. He is eager to say goodbye to Al before he leaves but since Bu Ros is nearby, Ken is unlikely to go to Al's room.

Ken had ordered an ojek online, while waiting for him to take the time to pick some sapodilla for himself. A snack in the contract. He hopes the driver doesn't arrive before Al gets out of the room and prevents him from leaving.

"Bring up a little bit, sir, you're not angry. Later you love the next-door neighbor who will be covered with goods," Ms. Ros helped her son choose an old sapodilla.

"Yes, Mom,"

"Kok yajeknya long time. Is he maybe straying?" ask Miss Ros again.

"As soon as possible they're on bed at the rollers. I don't realize there are orders to enter. Usually so,"

"Oh, if it's a long time to cancel. Ride the grazing motorcycle. You gotta walk ahead,"

Ken checks his phone, he sees the WA sent to Al is still the one. Switching to the ojol application, it turns out the driver is heading to TKP.

"About two minutes, ma'am. As soon as the info is in the app,"

"Oh. Yes already, the hunt is out. Don't let him honk, bother the one with the house. They seem to be on break, again,"

"She, ma'am," Ken said first," the woman put the sapodilla in the plastic into her backpack. He kissed her hand and hugged her for a while before she died.

Ken was sad, in this situation he wanted Al to show up and hold him back. He did not want to leave this house, did not want to be far from Al.

"I miss you so much" whispered Ken as he approached the bulge who was about to pick him up in front of the gate . Despite sitting in the back seat he still wished for a miracle.

It turned out that Ken had to swallow the disappointment, until the duck bike was already miles away from home, no one called him to come back .

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