Stay with me, Ken!

Where is Ken?

That night, they gathered at the dinner table. Ms. Ros has prepared the food she prepared herself because Ms. Lisha hasn't been to the kitchen all afternoon. Baron and Lisha had prepared the dishes in front of each of them, but they had not been willing to start eating because Al had not yet come down from his room.

"Al kok ga down. What's the kid's name?" lisha asked confusedly.

"Normally you get down on time. Maybe in a moment" replied Ms. Ros who was preparing drinking water.

"Eh, there it is. Just talked about how long life is," said Baron who saw the door of Al's room was open.

The man walked down the stairs casually. It looks fresh and neat, just finished the shower.

"I fell asleep, bablas sampe magrib," said Al felt bad because his parents were waiting.

"You're in good health, right?" ask Mom to worry.

"Yes, just a little tired. Usually also never sleep until so long," said Al again.

"Where to? How come you're not eating?" ask Al to Miss Ros.

"Ken came back to the contract this afternoon. Want to settle because we don't want to extend the rent,"

"Come home?" ask Al in shock. His voice sounded so loud.

"Yes, Sir. He went back to the contract" said Ms. Ros more firmly. He thought Al did not hear the answer, for that the volume of his voice was slightly enlarged.

Al stood up from his seat. Without saying anything, he went straight to his room. Ms. Ros was so confused to see the attitude of her employer. He looked at Madame Lisha to find answers.

"Have I misspoken?" ask Miss Ros between fear and panic.

"Sit, Mom. You don't have to panic. Al is fine," answered Lisha wisely. While the Baron only smiled faintly. Not to comment.

Not long after, Al came out of the room with a head-mounted jacket and helmet.

"Ma, Al comes out first" said Al as he passed.

"Yes, be careful," said Lisha whether her voice was heard or not by her son because not long after that the sound of Al's motorbike had left the house.

"Master Al is gone? Riding bikes?" Ms. Ros was more and more confused by what her employer was doing.

"Yes, there are matters of the heart that he wants to deal with immediately," said Lisha holding back a laugh.

"His heart?" ask Miss Ros again. To be honest, he was getting bad, but he did not want to ask further because Lisha and Baron had started to enjoy dinner.

"Come, mom. Eat first. We'll talk about that later. Don't think about it,"

"His father is so," muttered Lisha half-whispering. But she was sure that she was heard by her husband because the Baron just smiled in a row without saying anything.

Finally, that night they ate three. Ms. Ros is getting more unpleasant because the presence at the table is considered inappropriate. However, Lisha and Baron's mistress force him to stay and finish his meal.

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Ken once told him his contact address, but Al was not so familiar with the owner of the contract. Given the area he was going to come in was very dense and the road was narrow, Al was quite troubled as well.

He is not likely to ask the surrounding residents because they do not necessarily know the person in question. His name is also in Jakarta, neighbors beside the house sometimes do not know each other.

Unfortunately again, in a hurry, Al did not bring his phone. He also could not reach Ken to ask for his full address.

"Duh, you're here again. Going home far away, asking people what they might know?" Al regretted his starting reckless self. Go in a hurry to leave his phone in the room.

Al approached the post Betawi Rempug near him to stop his vehicle. It just so happened that there were four men playing cards there.

"Excuse me, I'm looking for Ms. Ros's contract. Last time he said stay on RT. 8," asked Al politely.

"Rw and his house number, bang?" ask one of the men playing the gaple.

"That's why I had trouble finding him. I don't remember what the house number was and what RW was?" sahut Al was embarrassed and desperate.

"It's hard, here there are 8 RW, each RT there is about 90 KK,"

"When RT 8 is on which side, nih. Didn't I check one-country?" tanya Al does not want to despair.

"My brother contracted one such map. She lives with her daughter Keny. Usually called Ken," Al tries to help the person's memory.

"Oh, Ken. Tell me from earlier, bang. If our son knew. Tau himself, the virgin must be known. Especially cute as he is. If his mother is rarely at home, her work is far away" the man said.

"Yes, Ken I mean. There's next to where the contract is," Al's face was so happy then and there.

" The RT 8/RW 5. Enter this alley, the 10th house like it if calculated from the end of the alley over there. The Ijo-colored contract," the man pointed towards the alley which was about 15 meters from the substation.

Al mak sumringah, his hope to meet Ken is in sight. So happy, Al took out four pieces of money a hundred thousand and gave it to the person who helped him earlier.

"Sorry, Bang. Main gaple ga delicious if there is no coffee. Make coffee there angular," said Al while extending the money.

The man in the substation looked at each other, only this time someone came to ask and give them that much.

"Everything?" ask the man not to believe.

"Make the fry too. Let the spirit play the gaplek," said Al joking.

"Well, thank you so much for this. Frequently ask the address here then,"

"Ha.ha." Laughter Al while leaving the substation.

Al immediately got on his bike and went into the alley as told by the person in the substation.

The alley was very narrow. It can only be driven by one motor. If passing by another vehicle, Al was forced to stop and tilt his motorbike so that one of them could pass.

"Well, if it wasn't for you, it would be a shame for me to come here" Al grumbled. Because he had to stop many times. Not to mention a lot of kids playing in the streets.

Al also had to say hello to the people in the alley who were sitting in front of his house.

"Who's looking for a house, Om handsome? ask one of the young mothers who wore a fairly minimal negligee, sitting in front of the house while smoking a cigarette.

"Contract Ken, Mom?" sahut Al friendly.

"Oh, Ken. College, huh?" ask the woman to investigate.

"I'm his cousin. Miss Ros was my mom" said Al lying.

The woman who initially looked cynical became a friendly smile. He got up from his seat and approached Al.

"That's his house. Cornest. It had been a long time since he had looked over, "the woman spoke as if she was familiar with Al. He leaned on Al's bike and patted him on the shoulder.

"Yes, Ken just got home. I want to meet because there is business" said Al again.

"Excuse me," said Al as he lowered his head at the woman who made Al shudder. He dared to hold the shoulder of Al, the person he had just known.

"Yes, call Salsa aja Bang. I'm single, really,"

"Yes, Salsa. I'm sorry if you'll excuse me" Al was forced to follow the woman's will because he was blocking his bike.

"Please, handsome," salsa gives way to Al. Not forgetting he patted Al on the shoulder and blinked his left eye.

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