Stay with me, Ken!

Sepi

Ken walked around the yard. He was looking for the whereabouts of Mr. Parman who had not been seen since this morning. Ken just wanted to remind me that the man who was his mother's age had not had lunch.

"Where, he?" ken asked himself as he checked the front yard to the back.

Ken didn't dare yell at Mr. Parman because he remembered his mother's message. The boss does not like noise.

He circulated his gaze all over the side of the courtyard while observing the trees growing around the house. There are rambutan, guava, mango, star fruit, water guava, and other village fruits are already high and shady.the existence of these trees that make this house beautiful and cool.

Near the pool is also planted red wine as a protector of the pool from the scorching sun.

"Just he likes to spend time here, cool and calm," Ken imagined being able to finish the script while lying there.

Splashing pool water can make anyone in the gazebo in front of the pool can be carried away by the natural atmosphere.

Right at the back door of the house, Ken saw a sapodilla tree that was bearing fruit. Some of the ripe sapodilla lay on the ground.

"This fell because it was dead. It must be very sweet," he lowered his body and picked up a sapodilla that was still worth eating.

"Why not harvest. Mubazir once," His gaze observed the sapodilla hanging on the tree.

"Don't have a medit , nih. It's better that the garden be redundant this way than sold or shared by neighbors" Ken began to think everywhere.

Feeling unable to find Mr. Parman, Ken went back inside with some sapodilla falling in his hand. Turn around again, go in through the front door.

Arriving in the kitchen he washed the sapodilla he picked up and then peeled the skin.

"Hemmm. Very sweet," he murmured while continuing to peel the remaining fruit.

Ken saw the upper room that was located right across from the kitchen. The door of the room was closed. Since lunch her employer had returned to her routine, hiding in her room.

Actually Ken wanted to take the laundry and broom that had been left in the room this morning but he did not have the courage to knock on the door.

"This hour I haven't washed and washed my clothes yet" he said, taking a deep breath and letting go of it carelessly.

"If I go upstairs, bother. I don't know what that guy was doing. Does he play games all day?"

"Sepi...sfor......,"

Not a day in this house, Ken is not at home. He is indeed not the type of teenager who likes to get together with his friends, go to the mall or chat on social media. Ken does not have many friends because he limits himself from the company of friends who tend to be more glamorous, consumptive, deluxe goods. He can study I am very grateful, let alone be accepted at a top public university in this city.

If there is no college, he prefers to go back to the rent and read a book or watch television if there is no college assignment.

Although common alone, but in this house feels different. What is because the position of the house is far from the right and left neighbors to Ken barely hear the sound of people or vehicles from this house. Unlike the contract of those who are in densely populated areas. For 24 hours, there is always a lot of noise from neighbors and the sound of motor vehicles.

"Hoam ....," Ken who was busy with his own thoughts suddenly yawned. Unknowingly he put his head on the dining table with only two hands.

Ken's asleep. The piece of sapodilla on the plate and knife he used was still lying on the side of his head. Likewise with the trash of the skin and seeds.

I don't know how long he's been asleep. Ken was not aware that his boss was already in the dining room. He slowly filled his glass with water and sipped it slowly.

"Why is he sleeping here? You sleep in any place!"

Knowing that the owner is sound, sit him at the dining table. He pulled the chair so carefully that it made no sound. He calmly spent 6 pieces of scented sapodilla and ranum it.

"Enak also, it turns out that if it has been peeled like this, the food does not make a bother,"

Although he likes sapodilla, Al has never touched the fruit because he males his mouth so belepotan hit by sapodilla water. Sometimes the water can be about clothes.

"Pinter is also him, peeled like this so it's more practical," he murmured again.

"How did he get this fruit? Not that the tree is high and Mr. Parman has also been saying goodbye from earlier,"

"Will he climb the tree himself?"

Al watched Ken from such a close distance. Ken's long, thick hair was painted just like that. His lentic eyelashes are increasingly visible when he is closed like that. Unknowingly, Al's hands restyled the child's hair that covered Ken's face.

"Beautiful too" whispered Al inwardly.

He smiled, there was a happy feeling of being able to look at this girl with such a close distance.

Al immediately realized, he did not want to linger in that place, he felt that something was unnatural in him. His blood was so rumbling, his heart suddenly buzzed. Suddenly his body trembled.

"Why is this ?"

He got up from his seat, refilled his empty glass with warm water to the brim and hurriedly returned to his room.

Al, who spent his teenage years working and was never close to the opposite sex, is confused by his current feelings. Why did his blood flow so fast and his heart beat as soon as he saw Ken.

The clock has shown at 15:20 WIB. He should go back to the room immediately. Today's target is still far from estimated, if this afternoon has not been closed, the address he will stay up again later tonight.

"The market is very bad, it is considered good that I even lost a dollar,"

"Focus, let the target be reached immediately,"

While stepping, Al was still thinking about the loss he had just experienced. It has been almost two years since the prediction never missed. In one day he can make hundreds of dollars easily.

Yet today was so apes, he had to swallow a bitter pill. The capital in one of his accounts suffered a considerable loss, the remaining capital was only 30 percent.

"Hopefully we can close again" whispered Al expectantly.

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