THE BRONDONG SECRET
44. THE BRONDONG SECRET
HAPPY READING
Kenan POV's
A bright morning in
saturday welcomes my happy heart. At half six in the morning I started
my activity with jogging together Beautiful. An hour later we had completed a jogging event at
around our housing complex. It was beautiful to be with me because he didn't want to
chick – chick in front of the hostel who accompanied me if there was no guard from
Is beautiful.
Ah beautiful, there-is just.
Her pretty face
red hue and there was a – point sweat dot on his forehead. His nose and chin as well
looks shiny because of sweat. But it looks beautiful.
“Bi..” Beautifully voiced
when we were in our room. Did he talk to me? If it's not wrong
listen, he called ‘Bi’. What does that mean
huh uh?
I raise my head
looking at him with a questioning look.
“Iya, that means you,
Ken. I'll call Hubby from now on. Bi the short call from ‘Hubby’.”
Said again. He spoke with a sweet smile towards me. Hair
the unraveling curls fluttered in the wind from the room AC.
“Oh.” I said. I
shift my stand so that it is near her. “Thank you, baby. I
feel special.” My hand stretched out rubbing the top of his head.
Cup.. brief kiss.
landed on my cheek.
“Hem... start bravely.
tease now yes.” He laughed and ran to the bathroom.
***
“Bibik cook rice
fried sea food, Den.” Bik Janet said as she prepared the dishes on the table
the meal. We, me and Beautiful, have never been picky about determining cuisine. Whatever
we eat.
“Aden is no longer
allergies again right?” Add Bik Janet.
“Not Bik, the former
it's allergic because the fish is ugly.” I said again. Who can refuse rice
fried seafood made by Bik Janet? It's kind of number one.
“Bik, cook what?”
It was beautiful to walk up to us in the dining room.
“Nasi fried sea food,
Non.” Said Bik Janet. His hands were still busy putting down empty dishes and glasses
on the dining table.
“Hem... deserve it...
the smell makes laper. Fried rice Bik Janet champion anyway.” Beautifully brandishing
his thumb in front of him. “Come Bi, breakfast.” He was accompanied by his gaze to
my direction. ‘Bi’. Beautiful, in the language
Korean, Bi also means rain.
We both sat
face to face while spending breakfast. Suddenly, Bik Janet's cell phone rings
surprised us. His phone was left at the dinner table.
Beautifully stick out
his head to look at the phone screen. “Bik Janet, what dreams? Cool dude
it's calling early in the morning. This is on the screen Lee Min Ho wrote, you know.” Beautiful screaming calling Bik Janet.
With awkward Bik
“I also want Bik, acquaintance with Lee Min Ho, so you can call.”
“Hehe..
somay in front of the complex, Non. Lee Min Ho Kawe.” Bik Janet immediately fled
get away from us. While Beautiful laughed out loud. Actually chatter
what the hell is this? I don't get it. Beautiful still did not stop her laughter.
Even tears came out of the corner of her eyes.
What's so funny, huh?
“Non, aunt goes day
this can?” Bik Janet asked Beautiful when they met in the kitchen.
After finishing our breakfast, Lovely tidied up the dirty dishes with
take him to the kitchen. I no longer hear their talk.
My steps are
heading to the family room. My eyes caught the presence of the television remote, for a moment
then these fingers have been nimble to dance around looking for a good show program
viewed.
“Bibik go first Den.”
Bik Janet approached me. I was surprised to see his appearance, pants
jeans, long-sleeved white sweatshirts and knee-length outer jeans. Never
I see her very casual look like this. Usually it is
wearing a long skirt and blouse.
“Bik Janet wants to date, please,
Bi.” Suddenly Lovely was standing next to me with her arms folded.
His voice stopped my surprise.
“Oh, yes Bik. Be able.
But remember, girls can't go home at night. Maximum at 11 o'clock
Bik.” My answer. He nodded obediently, then twisted his body and walked away from us. I stared at his back until it disappeared behind the door.
“Ck... Janet's cool bik
right?” Lovely thumping her ass sitting next to me. His elbow
grabbing my hand.
“You're the stylist?” Ask again.
“Yes, I told you to wear it
that shirt. Let it look younger. Her boyfriend is brondong.” His hand stuck out
taking the potato chips from the jar that was on my lap.
“Like me huh?”
I'm spontaneous.
“Haha.. Yes Bi.
Like you and me. I have to adjust to looking like you,
let it not look old.”
“Only three years,
dear. Not 10 years, not very different.” Lovely laugh to hear
my answer. Age is just a number to me. Three years is not the distance
too far. After all Beautiful looks younger than her age.
“Mau why we day
here, Bi?” Ask me Beautiful. His mouth was still filled with potato chips.
Today he wears blue hot pants and short-sleeved black shirts.
“You don't work?” Further again.
“I want to stamp
same with you, baby.” I leaned my body until my head was stuck in
her shoulder. “Mump Bik Janet does not exist, I want to eat you.”
“Is... “ Beautiful
pushing my body away. “Don't here.”
"When in the room can you?" I blinked one eye. I saw a red tinge appear on my wife's white face.
"Can ya?" Ask again.
Beautifully chose to run away from me rather than answer my questions.
