The Secret With Bad Boy

Eavesdropping

In the late night came the sound of laughter coming from Kinanti's room. The sound of laughter is very crisp and rarely heard.

Lukman, who was about to meet his daughter, was silent for a while at the door. He tried to steal the reason Kinanti laughed. For a very long time he had not heard the sound of laughter and it was a relief because his daughter was cheerful as before.

Adolescence can change a lot of things. Lukman was afraid that Kinanti could not enjoy adolescence as well as other teenagers. But it seems, at his new school Kinanti found interesting things that made him able to laugh afterwards.

If Lukman had known, the present Kinanti could have influenced a stubborn man who was none other than Kala.

In that not-so-extensive room, Kala and Kinanti were still discussing the lesson that was given this afternoon. They were given the task of making essays about the world economy. This essay must be written in English and presented next week.

Actually there is still about one week left until the essay is collected but the sooner they collect the greater the additional points they will get. And right now, Kala is helping Kinanti make her essay.

When fluent in English become a good tutor for Kinanti. His patience was not as great as Kinanti when teaching him mathematics but his insight was quite broad about the world economy. He said he knows a lot about it because he often plays games where some games can be used for investment.

Already several times Kala make a simulation game and sold to the online market. Although the value of income is not large but this makes Kala know the development of the world economy is progressing so rapidly.

This time the discussion was relaxed. Kinanti was very active in asking and Kala answered him briefly. This teenager is not good at explaining. Often times Kinanti bengong does not catch the intention of Kala and Kala instead laughs at Kinanti's confused face that looks funny.

“That's really Kal, where there is a greater risk of profit. Not back then?” kinanti protests on one sentence Kala which he thinks is inappropriate.

“Sok know you!” decik Kala is upset. He did not like it when Kinanti protested his theory.

“Business it, the greater the value then the risk is much greater. The analogy is, when we fail in the business, in addition to lost profits, capital can also be exhausted.”

“Business is not like you calculate the algorithm. The zero algorithm means infinity but in business, zero means nothing. Understand no?” look, the way Kala taught Kinanti was indeed annoying and made the sweet girl purs her lips irritated.

“Masa anyway? Not if the business is important income in reducing expenses is not minus, right? Now is the time for vouchers and so on. That could be an advantage.” Kinanti is still.

“Emang do you want to eat voucher? What flavor? What fried chicken rendang?” ledek Kala's.

“Hahahaha .. where is the fried chicken flavor voucher? You are weird!” reply Kinanti while sticking out her tongue softened Kala.

"Yes, vouchers are considered to be an advantage. That's called diversion. You are easily persuaded by such a thing. Vouchers are not a definite advantage in a business."

"Yes, let me note, dear Mr. Kala. Thanks for the explanation." Kinanti blurted cynically.

"Hardheaded. He was taught not to accept it," grumbled Kala.

"Who doesn't accept it? I accept it. That's why I said I'd take notes."

"Where's the evidence?" I don't believe it right away.

Kinanti immediately picked up her book, showing it to the camera. "See, look!" he pointed to his writing that was half a page of paper.

"Mzoshan,"

"What's good?" Kinanti scrunched her forehead.

"Your writing. Pretty neat."

"Who does that mean? On your appeal?"

"Let's go!" He replied with jumawa

"Dih, spiciness. Look at your writing is also not very good." Kinanti did not accept.

"Yes-yes, about that I lost. You are the greatest. But make no mistake, I can also learn so that later added pinter." The girl did not want to lose.

"Yes is it! be careful if you are still confused about verb,"

"Yeah, yep. It's not wrong anymore, I want to study really."

Outside the room, Lukman smiled. Apparently, the Kinanti learning session was so enjoyed. From the name called his daughter, it seems that Kinanti is studying with a teenager who some time ago drove Kinanti home. Thankfully, Kinanti can have close friends, not alone anymore as before.

“Udah akh, I want to drink first. Shrimp first yaa learn it, later I send my essay via chat, please check.” Kinanti ended her sentence with a sweet smile.

“Through me usually. Ck! Basic female,” decik Kala.

“Basic men! Uh akh. Night Kal, until we meet tomorrow at school,” said to Kinanti while waving her hand at Kala.

The cold teenager did not override him, but ended his call immediately.

“Dih, ngeselin!” yelling Kinanti who was upset.

Without Kinanti knowing, there Kala was smiling himself looking at Kinanti's profile photo which he thought was very sweet. The girl was wearing a hat, very tomboyish. Maybe his age in this photo is about ten years. It is very different from the current Kinanti. Very fenimin with long curly hair.

“Goodnight, Nan.” Only now did Kala reply to Kinanti's words. That sucks.

Finished studying together, Kinanti opened the door of her room. He was shocked when he saw his father standing at the door of his room.

“Dad! Jeez, I'm really surprised.” Kinanti held onto her chest which was like she was about to lose her heart.

“Hehehe, sorry. I was trying to check on Kinan, but it looks like Kinan is learning." Lukman reasoned.

"Oh yes, Kinan just finished studying together. What's up, dad?"

Lukman gave a small nod, as he understood what his daughter was doing.

"It's okay. I just want to know how to learn, what's wrong."

"Emmm, so far smoothly. I got a lot of help from Temen, I don't have to worry. You want to talk to me in Dalem?" haggling Kinanti.

"Em, don't be. It's a shame, we'll talk again tomorrow. Now I want to rest."

"Winning down too, wanting a drink. We're with dad."

"Can."

They both walked down the stairs. Kinanti held onto Lukman's arm and leaned his head comfortably on Lukman's arm. The fat man rubbed Kinanti's head fondly. He was relieved to see Kinanti so happy. It felt like he didn't want to disturb Kinanti's happiness with anything. Especially with the news that he is sick. He did not want to make his daughter sad and lost her smile again. Then the wise choice according to him to hide the bad news.

Arriving below, Lukman told his daughter. "get to the room first yes, good night."

"Good night dad, good dream," replied Kinanti.

Lukman just smiled a little and immediately went to his room. He no longer held himself back. In the room, Lukman was alone. He looked at the photo of Kinanti and himself while receiving the medal. He smiled a little but his heart was really broken. Finally he chose to lay his body while hugging a photo of him and Kinanti. He just let his tears melt. Just let her cries break as long as it is unknown to Kinanti.

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