The Secret With Bad Boy

Syal

The night began to move thickly hugging Kinanti who was alone in the simple house.

As planned, Kinanti did a lot of work in her house. Starting from cleaning, cleaning items that are not neat placement and what work he can do to fill his free time.

The arrangement of the room was slightly changed after Kinanti moved some items to a new place.

In the middle of his busy life, the sound of incoming message notifications was heard from Kinanti's phone. He immediately checked it and it turned out that message was from Lukman.

“Tumben dad send voice note?” gumam Kinanti's. He immediately turned down the volume of the television that accompanied him and then played Lukman's voice.

“What's more? How are you today?” lukman's very longing voice was ringing in Kinanti's ears.

Kinanti smiled happily, as she could hear back the voice of the man she so longed for.

“Hay father, Kinan again settled, hehehe..”.

“Daddy what else? How are you dad?”

“Emmm, Kinan news is good. Kinan School is also good. Kinan was also offered a scholarship. But it must be an exam first to validate Kinan's grades in old school.”

“What father's job? Is everything going well?”

“Eh yes, kok tumben dad use voice note?”

Lukman listened to every voice Kinanti sent. He smiled happily to tears when he heard that Kinanti was cheerful.

“Aya's work is also smooth. I helped a lot with Seno.” Lukman turned to his best friend who was sitting on his bedside chair.

“Daddy seneng denger Kinan to ngajuin scholarship. Is the test difficult Nak?” this time Lukman's voice sounded a little breathless. Maybe because he still feels tight. The oxygen hose even still covered his nostrils with a slow gust of air.

Seno rubbed Lukman's hand to calm his best friend. He tried to encourage Lukman not to sound sad when talking.

“Daddy use voice note because dad just found out that this is fun. Dad can replay Kinan's voice if you miss.” Lukman's remarks are true even though it would be more complete if he said, he was difficult to type because his right hand was swollen due to infusions that often stuck. Seno suggested this.

“Daddy really, Kinan kok just thought that it was fun to send a message using voice note gini. Kinan can also listen to father's voice repeatedly.” Kinanti.

“Daddy, how about if we encourage each other through voice notes? Let's get more excited.” Suddenly the idea flashed through Kinanti's mind.

“Bby. But I want to hear the phrase of Kinan's encouragement first.” Smiles on Lukman's lips.

“Okey, father dreadin yaa..” Kinanti tried to calm himself before speaking through voice note.

“Dad that spirit yes work. Don't stay out of town for long, because Kinan misses the same father. Kinan will take good care of Kinan so you don't have to worry. Okay dad?” the cheerful voice that was then heard by Lukman and made him cry until sobbing.

He couldn't talk and his cell phone just put it away.

“Sabar Kang, be patient.. This is a test, Akang must be strong. Akang denger himself, right, son of Akang said Akang should be spirit?” Seno tries to cheer Lukman up.

Lukman nodded even though he could not stop his cries of sadness.

“Daddy kok balesnya long huh? Definitely again stringing sweet words, hahaha.. so can't wait.” Kinanti muttered alone. He was waiting for a reply from Lukman.

In between waiting for a reply message from Lukman, there was the sound of a motorcycle stopping in front of his house. Kinanti immediately checked through the window.

“Kala?” his eyes are perfectly rounded.

He immediately opened the door for the teenager who waved his hand at Kinanti.

“Kala? What is malem-malem here?” Kinanti asked the teenager who was walking closer while removing his helmet.

“You've eaten?” Kala showed a crackle of fried rice that he brought from the cafe.

“Not yet, hehehe..” Kinanti smiled cheerfully.

He took the crackle from Kala's hand and then sipped the fragrant fried rice typical of the cafe.

“Waahhh, thanks Kal. You came here to nganterin nasi goreng?” Kinanti looked at Kala in disbelief.

“Iya. Well, I'm really tired. Can I have a drink?” Kala sat his body on the chair on the terrace. He looks really exhausted.

“Okey, wait a minute.” Kinanti immediately entered the house. Take some water for Kala as well as a plate and spoon for his fried rice. He intends to enjoy the food on the terrace with Kala.

“Nih, drink.” Kinanti thrust a glass of mineral water at Kala.

Kala happily accepted it then gulped the water down to the toilet.

“You've eaten yet?”

“Not yet,” Kala shook her head.

“Okey, if so we eat together ya.” Kinanti gave a spoon to Kala and a spoon to herself. They eat on the same plate.

“Eeemmm, so good, Kal!” I cried with my mouth filled with food.

Kala just smiled a little, enjoying the food that tasted better when eating with Kinanti. They ate quietly until one serving of fried rice was exhausted by the two.

“I'm so full. Thanks yes, Kal.” Kinanti rubbed her fully filled stomach.

“Iya. When is your dad coming home?” ask Kala curiously.

“Maybe a few more days. He said he did a lot of work so he could only call me at kayak leisure time now. This has not been my voice note bales. There may be other unfinished work.”

“Heemh, I'm kasian with dad. She must be really tired.” Kinanti rested her body on the back of the chair while looking at the night lights around her house. His face looked sad and worried about Lukman.

“Do’a aja, so that your father's work smoothly and cepet home,” entertain Kala.

“Amminn..” Kinanti meyahuti while smiling. Of course, do’a even he said in his heart.

“Yes already, you are in gih, I want to go home first.” Kala moved from his place.

“Iyaaa, this is malem. You have to clean your body, the smell of the sun tau gak,” ledek Kinanti while locking his life.

“Nak aja!” Kala nosed the adorable Kinanti's nose.

“Isshh, fight, your habits. If not nyentil must have rattled my hair,” protested Kinanti while hitting Kala's hand.

Kala just chuckled at Kinanti's behavior. Before long, he took something out of his bag, then he circled it around Kinanti's neck.

“What is this, Kal?” Kinanti noticed the scarf suddenly worn by Kala.

“This scarf,” replied Kala.

“Iya I know, but I mean why did you give this to me? I'm not having a birthday anymore.” Kinanti rubbed the soft blue surface of the scarf.

“Em, consider this my first payday deal.” Little smile.

“Oh yes? Are you paying?” Kinanti's eyes widened in delight.

“Iya, I pay her every two weeks. That's why I can buy you a gift.” Kala rubbed Kinanti's head in a fit of anxiety. He realized that Kinanti was his greatest spirit to make him dare to do many things.

“Eemm, thanks. But your money is not directly because you bought me a gift? You see, this seems expensive deh,” terka Kinanti with his guilt.

“Not. You use this if you travel, let's not get cold.” Kala looked at Kinanti warmly. The scarf seemed to fit coiled around Kinanti's neck.

“Iya, I must have used. Thanks yes.”

“Hem, equally.”

“Yes, go home. This malem,” Kinanti wagged her hand so that Kala would come home soon.

“Okey, see you tomorrow.” Kala walked backwards away from Kinanti. I don't think he wants to go home yet.

“Okeey, byee!!!” kinanti shouted while waving her hand.

Kala returned Kinanti's hand. He sat on his horse and put on his helmet. Only his pair of thick eyes and eyebrows were still visible to Kinanti.

“Be careful on the road!!” kinanti Exclamation.

Kala replied with a horn before leaving with a burning feeling.

“Basic bad boy freak.” Kinanti was still looking at the direction Kala was passing through while rubbing the scarf around her neck. He smiled when he saw Kala's current achievement.

The man he had been avoiding had instead entered his life and seemed to be settling down for a long time.

But, what will forever?

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