Trapped in Love with the Idol

3. Nude Idol

Balqis just got home from school. He was seen putting his bicycle near the side entrance of the house that went straight to the kitchen.

"Assynoltom..."

Balqis said hello when entering the house.

This is one of the habits that Abah and Aki always taught him, that when entering into one place should say hello first.

Unlike usual when Balqis came home and said hello Aki immediately replied, this time the house seemed quiet.

"Aki... Aki..."

Call Balqis while looking for Grandpa.

And how shocked Balqis was when suddenly Aki's head looked up from the attic.

"Qi."

Aki reply calling.

Balqis approached the stairs to the attic not far from the dining room and open space used for clothes clothes clothes clothes.

"Which tea is there?"

Ask Balqis wonder.

"Oh you keep this stupid, it's done dipel, just change the sheets."

Aki said while then coming down from the attic using the wooden stairs that were there.

"The attic tumben cleaned Ki."

Balqis said removing her hijab and backpack from a sling.

"You have guests. Ah no, rather someone wants to stay here for a while."

Aki.

"Who's Ki?"

Ask Balqis.

"The grandson of Aki and Abah's former employer you."

Answer Aki.

"Hm... Which Aki said the once rich man, which Aki likes stories."

Balqis said as she walked to her room to put down her hijab and her school bag.

"Yes, the Harrys Adam Brown family."

Answer Aki.

"Aqis change clothes first and then pray, after that just masang bed linen."

Balqis.

"Aki has ordered a side dish to Wa Icih, later if Wa Icih nganter at the dining table so neat ya Qis."

Aki's Message.

"Yes Ki."

Balqis nodded then went to the bathroom to copy and take ablution.

Abah Mang Kus or Aki seemed to be preparing to wait for the arrival of his former employer's grandson.

Aki used to last see the grandson of Mr. Harrys is still just learning the way, now somehow handsome.

His name is a mixed descendant, which there is Manado blood, English blood and also Arabic, has a delicious mixture of coffee and cream.

About twenty minutes, Balqis finally finished the copy and prayer.

Balqis went up to the attic to change the sheets, after that because Wa Icih never came finally Balqis relented who came to Wa Icih's house to take the side dishes.

"The order was sudden, so Uwa was shopping again to the market."

Wa Icih.

"Hehe... Yes Wa, I think Aki also got word suddenly there want a guest, because this morning Aki did not say anything about Aqis."

"Where are you from Aqis?"

Ask Wa Icih.

"From Jakarta Wa."

"Oo, from Jakarta."

Wa Icih the late son His brother Aki nodded his head.

"Uwa, Aqis went home first, afraid that her guests would come."

Pamit Balqis's.

Wa Icih nodded.

"The patch is a bit spicy because it is mixed with rawit satan, ati-ati eat it."

Wa Icih Message.

Balqis nodded, then immediately brought home a large four-size and one fried container to know the contents and tempe.

At home Balqis immediately moved the side dish from the bushel taken from the house Wa Icih, then arranged it on the table.

A village cat that Balqis used to feed on seemed to enter through the side door, Balqis took one fish head for the cat.

"Booking in front of the pussy."

Balqis said as he exited the house from the side door, the village cat who was still about three months old according to following Balqis.

Simultaneously, a black van stopped in front of Aki's house.

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Aki and Balqis stared at the figure that was now before them with eyes wide in disbelief.

"It's the tea that advertising hair oil equals advertising instant noodles."

Aki.

"Yes Bah, this is Albar Harrys, former artist."

Flo said making Albar immediately prepare to clamp his head.

"Hmm it's dark here, it's less bright, but no matter what, I've come and will be light."

Albar.

Balqis stared at him while in a daze.

"Obviously the room looks dark, the glasses aren't open."

Balqis.

Albar who heard Balqis' words finally realized his sunglasses were still in his nose.

"Ah well sorry... Ngg... What was his name?"

Ask Albar.

"Balqis."

Balqis.

"Ah yes, sorry Bal, I forgot to open my glasses."

Albar said as he opened his glasses.

Haish, did he mention my name?

BAL ?

Aki then let her master's grandson sit down.

"I'll make you a drink soon."

Balqis said preparing to head to the kitchen when Albar called out to her.

"Bal, don't bother, I'm Thai Tea enough."

Albar is like being in a restaurant.

Flo.

"What else do you think at the cafe? I've given the well water what the rain is also not what."

Said Flo.

"Ah yeah, you're really intent on killing me right Flo."

Albar.

Aki so chuckled to see the two grandchildren of Mr. Harrys.

Flo finally explained to Aki their intentions and goals came, although surely Mami Albar had already conveyed, the rope for Flo still they had to convey themselves as well so as not to be impressed carelessly.

"Yes but like this Neng, his name is a village, his condition is very limited. This is also thank God, the former home of Mr. Harrys who charges in building."

Kata Aki aka Abah Mang Kus.

Flo and Albar spread their eyes across the room of the house that was not that big.

The house is still made of simple wooden planks.

"The room for Mr. Albar has been prepared Balqis earlier, if you want to look please."

Aki.

Albar looked at Flo, then nodded in agreement with Aki.

Well obviously, Albar wanted to see the room he would occupy for some time to come.

"Qis, show Mr. Albar's room, just so he can see how he's doing."

Aki orders when Balqis appears with a tray to carry four cups of tea.

"Oh, yes Aki."

Balqis.

After putting the tea cups on the table, Balqis invited Albar to follow him to the room where Albar would occupy.

The room in the attic near the open space was neat and fragrant.

Flo followed.

"Good through here."

Balqis said to Albar.

"Ngga's going to collapse, isn't Bal?"

Ask Albar.

Ish's... Balqis.

I want to catch the head of this artist.

Oh my God, Albar Harrys, isn't he Eti's idol?

Is Albar today going to stay at Aki's house due to the issue of her impregnating the model?

He's hiding here because he's being hunted by the news?

Balqis looked at the figure of Albar Harrys who now went up to the attic with the manager.

"Bal, no other fan? Doraemon's fan time?"

Albar was heard protesting Balqis' seated fan that Balqis relented from thinking Aki's guests would need him.

Ah know that, just now do not need to be given to you. Inner Balqis regretted her kindness.

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