
At about eight o'clock in the evening, Lukman and Kala just arrived home. Lukman is fresh and ready to meet his daughter. In front of the fence of Lukman's house there is a car parked and it feels familiar to Kala. A luxury sedan car that Yudhistira bought for his son continued his pride.
“Is there a guest to the house Om?” asked Lukman who also looked at the luxury sedan car in front of him. Not even though the car stopped in front of his house.
“Looks temen Kinan, Om,” says Kala. He stopped the car behind the car and helped the lukman to get down.
“Om can go down by yourself, Kal. Don't let Kinan see Om weak.” Lukman immediately raised his hand as Kala was about to grab his arm and help him down.
“O Yes, Om.” Kala had to comply. He let Lukman down and walked alone towards the house.
On the porch of the house was already waiting for a beautiful girl with her face covered in anxiety. He was standing with a handsome teenager. Who else if not Kinanti and Demian.
“Ayaah, how bad is it coming home?” greet Kinanti as he approaches Lukman and grabs his father's arm. He struggled spoiled with his father.
“Iyaa, Dad's job just finished. Understand, Old father does not ngantor.” Lukman reasoned. He looked at Kala and Kala just nodded in understanding. Their drama does have to start and I don't know when it will end.
“But how can I go home with you?” Kinanti looked at Kala who was walking behind Lukman. The teenager just smiled.
“Hopefully meet aja.” Lukman again reasoned. He rubbed Kinanti's head fondly and then kissed her. In his heart he said an apology for lying to his only daughter.
“Who is this, temen Kinan?” The time was right for Lukman to switch the conversation, when he saw a teenage boy pause his steps to shake hands with him.
“Iya Father. This is Demian. He's Kinan's classmate. He participated in the Olympics with Kinan and deliberately came here because he wanted Kinan to come home. He won Kinan while waiting for Dad to come home,” explained Kinanti in full.
“Goodnight, Om. I'm Demian.” Demian nodded politely.
“Ohhh, good night. Well, thank you very much Kinan. Sorry so ngerepotin, must take care of Kinan until home.” Lukman said regretfully.
“Nothing Om, just relax. No nicotine at all kok.” Demian looks so polite.
“Yes, let's go in. Kal, let's go in first,” invite Lukman to Kala who is still behind him.
“Iya, Om.” Kala only smiled faintly then looked at Demian who was smiling intently at him. How dare this rival drove Kinanti home, even to accompany her at home.
Letting Kinanti and Lukman in, while Kala and Demian chose to remain silent on the porch. They stood side by side staring at the streets that were starting to quiet.
“Create what lo here?” Kala started to be vigilant. He knew Demian had a lot of tricks.
“Nemenin Kinanti. What do you think?” Demian replied casually while smiling sarcastically at his former best friend.
“Waahh, you know if your mind is this bad as me? I just want to bring him in. Make Kinanti I'm not a bad guy, but her savior.” Demian said as he whispered in Kala's ear, full of pride.
“Gue know trick lo!” Kala pulled Demian's collar and grabbed her tightly. He spoke slowly, but with great emphasis. Just look at his barking eyes and his gnashing teeth.
“Do not know me! You don't know anything about me. What you know first is Demian who was always under you, but now, we are equal.” Demian shook Kala's hand violently. He also grinned with satisfaction.
“As you said, I really like ruining what you have, then this time it will be the same. And I think, ruining this one will be easier and fun for me,” Demian added with a threatening look.
Kala was about to clutch back Demian's collar but the teenager immediately brushed it off. “Lo will lose again, Kal. Get ready!” Demian smiled cynically, patting Kala on the shoulder in intimidation.
“Kal, Demi. Come in first, we have dinner first.” Kinanti's voice teased Demian's intimidating gaze. The two teenagers turned their faces to each other with their own feelings of annoyance.
“Ready! Let's eat!” Demian who responded first and immediately approached Kinanti. Behind his body he pointed his middle finger at Kala in a downward direction. "F^ck off," Inner Demian.
Again, Kala could only grow annoyed. It is also impossible for him to beat Demian in front of Kinanti and Lukman.
“Kal,” call Kinanti. The teenager was still silent, making Kinanti call him back.
“Ya, I'm following.” At last Kala looked over and smiled at Kinanti. A smile returned a smile of relief from the girl. Demian could see the interaction of these two people who looked very special and it felt like he was getting excited to break this special bond.
Enjoying dinner together, it was more fun. Although the food is simple, but quite can be enjoyed. They also had a close conversation, as if between Kala and Demian there was no dispute at all.
“Om seneng because it turns out that Kinan is not just one. Moreover, Om Denger, Demian also achieves. Good, you can support each other until adulthood,” said Lukman expectantly. He looked at Kinanti and Demian who were in front of him, as well as Kala who was beside him.
“Iya, Om. I have known Kinanti since I participated in the Olympics last year. He was the first champion and I was the second. I had thought, wah very smart a Kinanti who comes from an ordinary public school with a lot of knowledge that he has. He seemed to show me, limitations can never be a barrier for someone to excel.” Demian looked at Lukman with confidence.
“Accurate once. That's what Om always taught Kinan. Don't make limitations an excuse. And in fact, it is now proven. Although Kinan often moved schools, changed friends, forced to adapt quickly, but he can still follow the rhythm of lessons in any school. That's what makes Om proud of princess Om.” Lukman looked at Kinanti with pride.
“Daddy, don't overdo it ah.” Kinanti blushed in embarrassment, praising Lukman too much for him.
“But I agree Kinan, what your father said is indeed true. You're a great kid and I'm lucky to get to know and befriend you.” Demian with a chiming spirit.
“Lebay!” decik Kinanti while nudging Demian's arm. Demian just chuckled, as did Lukman. While Kala was only speechless, he noticed Demian's true attempt to break into this small family.
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