The Secret With Bad Boy

The smiling sun

The sound of a knock on the door that morning, made Kinanti immediately turn her head. His face was immediately cheerful with a smile that was raised.

“Let Kinan open, Daddy!” yells. Kinanti put the spatula he was using to flip through the freshly fried beef eggs. Not given salt and immediately he left after the stove was turned off. Lukman who was smearing bread with jamipun looked surprised by the high spirit of Kinanti to open the door.

“Please. It is usually also Kinan that is bukain.” Lukman spoke in a muttering voice. It must not be heard because his daughter had already run to the door and opened the house and opened the door wide,

Lukman watched for a moment two teenagers who immediately threw smiles at each other and both fell silent. “Why them? Usually, Kala immediately greeted and Kinan directly chatted whatever. Why are they both on the brakes and smiling at each other?” Lukman asked his own heart. It was strange, but he didn't think too much about it. He just slicked his shoulder and refocused on the bread that was being given jam.

“Hay,” Kala smiled as she looked at the beautiful face of Kinanti who greeted her in front of the door.

“Hay, how to travel, safe?” timpal Kinanti's. His voice was low clad in a timid smile and a blushing face. This morning he also wears a pink bando with a small floral accent on the right. Sweet, once.

“Aman dong.” Kala rubbed Kinanti's head fondly making the girl's heart beat erratically.

“Where are you sleeping? Yappy?” Kala asked back.

“Yuk. I didn't dream anything.” Kinanti chimed with a smile spread, see her hands twisting each other and her legs were tiptoeing on the floor.

“Good. That was the best break. You actually sleep well, later you can increase the height.” Kala raised her hand over Kinanti's head while looking into Kinanti's sparkling eyes.

“You guys still doing at the door? Let's have breakfast first.” Lukman made two people look at each other in love.

“Ah, yes Father. Morning Well,” greeting Kala who walked into the house.

“August, sit.” Lukman glanced at the chair beside him where Kala used to sit. Kinanti held back her smile hearing Kala greet Lukman with a call, "Well," she thought boldly.

The handsome teenager sat quietly. Lukman can smell Kala's masculine perfume as well as her fresh appearance. While Kinanti was smiling indistinctly in front of the frying pan of her homemade cow-eye eggs.

“This is a cool dad what did you guys talk about whispers?” Lukman asked the two teenagers. He scratched his ears which felt a bit shady.

Kinanti turned her head Kala and her eyes were round as if signaling not to answer wrongly. Kala nodded in understanding.

“Indeed Slow Dad. I haven't had breakfast.” They are good at answering this kind of question. He is also better at controlling his feelings than Kinanti.

“Yes already, drink it first make a wedge. Kinanti has not finished cooking. He woke up bad this morning. Good thing I didn't take you to the bathroom. I don't think he'll wake up if Dad doesn't say it's coming to pick him up. Sleep steadily for sure, while sticking teddy teddy bear. Tumben Kinan is very difficult to build. So tired, son?” Lukman spoke long.

“Hehehe. Kinan ketapean.” Kinanti blushed in embarrassment. Of course he slept very well because last night he could not sleep. Smiles themselves thought of Kala dancing in his mind.

“Oh yes? Does he want to run the Olympics too?” Lukman immediately turned his head to Kala and took Kala's words seriously.

“I mean Running around virtually. Minded Kala.” Kala lowered the voice at the end of her sentence while smiling knots. He showed his sweet smile to Kinanti. The girl blushed in embarrassment when she heard Kala's joke.

“Hah, what?” it seems Lukman did not hear clearly the muttering of Kala or maybe now it is Lukman's turn to pretend to be sober.

“Well strange, no need to be horrified Dad.” Kinanti who answered Lukman's curiosity. He put a plate of eggs on the dining table for them to enjoy together.

“Ya whatever. Obviously let's have breakfast first. Her bread father was given mayonnaise and eggs. What do you want to do?” Lukman brought his and Kinanti's food closer together.

“Sama Kinan,” says Kala Marking Kinanti. Kinanti's eyes instantly rounded with a bulging mouth holding a smile. Just look at her face that is red.

“Oh, if Kinan asks for bread with strawberry jam, nih.” Lukman took it seriously, he put a cup of bread exactly with Kinanti's on Kala's plate.

Gita love Lukman is indeed too long gone, so it is difficult to catch the signals of sweet jokes two lovebirds.

They began to enjoy their breakfast with a thumping feeling. When there was jam left at the corner of Kinanti's lips, Kala's long hand rubbed him and Lukman stopped to admire his hand. He thought, Tumben Kala would wipe the remaining jam on the corner of Kinan's lips, usually the teenager just mocked his daughter and said that Kinanti looks like a vampire who just sucked blood. Not to mention his daughter was being teared up like a five-year-old boy who ate her straws. This morning Kala was different, too sweet according to Lukman.

Breakfast is over. Kinanti tidied up the used cutlery and Lukman invited Kala to move to the terrace to talk.

Kala watched Lukman who sipped his tea with pleasure. His face also looks very fresh. It did not appear at all that the man was ill.

“Well, multivitamin have you tried to take?” Kala tried to melt the atmosphere. Too tense sitting alone with his lover's father.

“Yes, I've had a drink. It feels quite refreshing. The muscles of the body are no longer stiff. Waking up too dad's body becomes seger. Thanks yes,” Lukman patted Kala's shoulder gratefully.

“Sama-sama, Dad. Kala seneng. Anyway Dad must be eager to fight against the rogue cell in the body of Dad.” Kala was so excited to encourage Lukman.

“Iya. But, by the way, later in the afternoon you stop by here huh. I want you to meet Dad chat with Kinan.” This time Lukman looked at Kala expectantly. He smiled thinly even though it was clear that the man was upset.

“Iya, later in the afternoon Kala stopped by here.” Kala. He has promised to keep Kinanti under any circumstances.

Lukman nodded slowly and went back to sipping the sweet tea made by Kinanti. It tastes good and refreshing. He was trying to gather courage and calmness to tell Kinanti everything.

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