The Secret With Bad Boy

Time both

On the edge of the road today Kala and Kinanti are. Kinanti is fulfilling her promise to treat Kala. The local meatball vendor currently serves two bowls of meatballs for the pair of teenagers.

“Where, tasty?” ask Kinanti when Kala has already fed a spoon of meatballs to her mouth.

“Not bad.” Pretty good he said, but he bribed quickly. It seems more than just good.

“Okey, enjoy the food. If you want to add, can kok.” Today, Kinanti is quite royal. His savings are officially liquid today.

“Two servings can” goda Kala.

“Bby, but must be exhausted. Don't save food, let him not cry.” Brief advice shot straight out of Kinanti's mouth.

When just smiling, he really likes to hear things that he thinks are very attentive from a Kinanti. “You why are it colored? Mine is pale.” After running out a few spoons, Kala only noticed the difference in color of the meat sauce with the meatball sauce Kinanti.

“I love seasoning Kal. You wanna try? But this is a little painful. Suitable anyway for the head again puyeng.” The curious Kala, took a spoonful of Kinanti's meatballs and fed them.

“Akh, pedes!” his face was immediately red. He was fanning his mouth which was spicy and hot.

“And I told you that this is pedes.” Kinanti chuckled at the end of her sentence. It's funny to see a stroke like this.

“Punyaku please be colored but not too spicy.” Kala gave the bowl to Kinanti.

“You think this is watercolor, use say in love color?” Kinanti did not think. But still he finally gave sauce and soy sauce to the bowl of meatballs Kala. Less on appeal when peppering his, so as not to be too spicy.

“Try.” The bowl was returned by Kinanti.

Try it quickly. “It's delicious Kinan, it's very tasty.” It was very exciting to eat her food. The food he tried for the first time.

“Iya!” Kala immediately gave his bowl to the man whom Kinanti used to call Pakde.

“Okeyy, ready! Please enjoy.” The fat man added a few meatballs to the bowl. Kala more eager to enjoy the food, until the sweat splashed between a little spicy with the sauce is still hot. Added with warm tea water, making his face red in a sweat bath. The truth is, this food can repel the dizziness in his head.

Kinanti took a tissue and rubbed it against Kala's forehead. When he smiled, he could not speak. His meatballs are so tasty that there are no long pauses between feedings.

After eating meatballs, the two teenagers returned to the rooftop. They will study this afternoon. Kinanti opened the textbook and Kala prepared to take notes. Like teachers and students learning together. The illuminating Kinanti and the listening Kala.

“Hah, I shouldn't have majored in IPA. All the material makes my head dizzy quickly and my stomach hungry quickly,” complained Kala when given a task by Kinanti to solve some problems.

“Hahhahaha.. Don't regret what you have chosen. Enjoy it, because each experience is unique. Come here the book, let me check?”

“For a while Kinan, I haven't finished.” There are still four more things that Kala has not done.

“Okey. If so, if you want to read about chemotherapy.”

“Indeed, who is chemoteraphy?” Kala was curious.

“Om Seno, dad's friend. He had cancer and had to undergo chemotherapy. He said a period of chemo was the same radiation passed last week. The day after she was examined again to determine her next therapy program. Kasian, he must be really tired. Good thing dad wants to nemenin him.” Kinanti chatted to herself.

Kala just smiled then rubbed Kinanti's head with affection. After that, for a while each one was busy with his own world.

If only Kinanti knew that she was worried about the wrong person.

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