The Unfinished Love

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Now you're my girlfriend. Come home... I'm hungry because I want to hurry to the house "

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Deck, tomorrow Sunday we go to the park complex and take a morning walk, will you?" gibran asked when the two were near Khalilah's house. " A lot of snacks there we can snack "

"But usually on Sunday, I wake up late " replied Khalilah.

So starting this week you wake up must be morning, morning prayer and then take a bath at six I picked up. Okay yeah ? " Gibran stopped stepping while facing Khalilah looking at his little lover's face. Waiting for Khalilah's answer.

Okay brother "answer Khalilah nods making Gibran smile. "But you have money for snacks ?"

'Punya dong, just calm down you snack what I buy " may dong Gibran a little arrogant indeed by his parents he is always given pocket money that is more than enough for him every day and Gibran is not the type who likes snacks because it brings supplies provided by bik Sumi, the nanny.

"How come you never had a Khalilah at school?" ask Khalilah for a little protest.

"We can't be seen close at school later in temurin teacher. Tau dong how if caught we can be in cie - cie in tuh same friends. If I'm a gapapa but it's your kasian " replied Gibran as he stroked the hot top of Khalilah's head from the sun.

"Let's deck, hunt home pity you're hot.

Tomorrow - tomorrow bring a school hat so that your head does not overheat "

Khalilah. Gibran then took off his armature and covered Khalilah's head with the rangsel.

The two continued their journey until they arrived in front of a luxurious house with a high fence.

"Until the house do not forget to clean before lunch yes, our bodies are dirty after school "gibran's message is indeed in terms of cleaning is quite disciplined because of the teachings of his mother who is a Doctor.

Yes brother " replied Khalilah while nodding. " I go in first yes, brother be careful to go home yes" said Khalilah.

"Yes brother must be careful, you have entered gih I wait "say Gibran.

Assalamualaikum. Khalilah dear brother Gibran. drugs sister...."

"Waalaikumsalam, sister is also fond of equally adek. Enter the hunt for his hungry brother" Gibran pushed Khalilah quickly into his house.

Khalilah nodded then ran small in front of the fence of his house which was quickly opened by the security guarding his house. He turned around for a moment and waved his hand at Gibran who was replying to Gibran with a wave of his hand. Then he himself walked quickly to his house which was still three blocks from the house of Khalilah.

"Bik Yati, tomorrow can you not wake up Khalilah at half-six?" asked Khalilah as she was sitting at the dinner table preparing for lunch.

"What do non? Don't you go to school to wake up in the morning?" asked Bik Yati while serving lunch to the front dining table Khalilah.

"You need to walk bored in the morning at home" replied Khalilah as he began scooping rice onto his plate.

Bik Yati kepo deh," replied Khalilah as he began to feed food into his mouth.

The woman was about forty years old and then sat in the front seat of her little lady who since birth has become her responsibility because of the busyness of her parents who sometimes go out of town or even go out of the country for days.

In her view the little face in front of her that never protested the absence of her parents every receipt of the report card from since Khalilah sat in first grade until now she has sat in fourth grade of elementary school.

Khalilah is the daughter of Bramastya Pambudi and Ajeng Sri Rahayu, a married couple who are so busy chasing the world but forget the care God gave them.

A married couple who have two large companies inherited by their parents so that their busy lives really spend all the time to just accompany Khalilah to play.

Bik Yati is not kepo, but if later Papi and Mami ask that aunt Yati must be responsible," bik Yati said this time he filled the empty glass in front of him and then he shifted to the front of Khalilah.

" They won't care if Khalilah does anything to Yati. But tomorrow Sunday Khalilah promises to the front garden with schoolmate Khalilah. Don't forget to wake up early. Oh yes almost forgot the dawn prayer wake," said Khalilah who almost made Bik Yati fall from his chair.

"Non Khalilah said what ? Fajr prayer?," asked Bik Yati reassured if his hearing was not wrong.

Khalilah nodded while still enjoying lunch on his plate.

Non Khalilah want to pray at dawn?," asked Bik Yati again.

Yes, " answered Khalilah. " Teach ya how," he asked and the woman in front of him nodded in amazement.

Bik Yati, how not to eat?," asked Khalilah after the food on his plate ran out.

"Later non, now Bik Yati ngurus non Khalilah used to eat," bik Yati replied while cleaning the dining table and lifting the dishes that Khalilah had used to the kitchen and then returning to clean up the other food.

"Bik Yati tomorrow-tomorrow accompany Khalilah to eat together aja yes," ordered Khalilah.

Good Non. Now Non Khalilah should take a nap so tired of it is gone," said Bik Yati and was taken by Khalilah who immediately stood up and walked up the stairs to the top floor where his room like a king's daughter was located.

Bik Yati looked at the passing of her little miss with a sad look. He could feel how lonely the little girl was but tried to hide her.

May Mr. Bram and Ibu Ajeng quickly realize the loneliness of their daughter and start to take the time to just accompany her to eat.

Gibran stared at the watch at his auction, at six in less than ten minutes. Gibran raised the zipper of his hoodie jacket to his neck as it was a little cold this morning.

"Is Khalilah still sleeping?" his monologue stared at the magnificent Khalilah house. Gibran sat on the sidewalk across the street waiting for half an hour ago. He who after the morning prayers, took a shower and immediately pulled out of the house and just say goodbye to Sumi bik because his mother was still out of town for a health seminar. While his father had been in Aussie for a week on business visits to several branch offices. The two are too busy to spend time with their son Gibran.

Brother !,"

An exclamation and clap on his shoulders made Gibran wake up from his daydream. He turned his head and found Khalilah smiling widely wearing a hoodie jacket and matching color training pants.