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Episode 5's
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YEAR 2020 -----
“I love you.”
Ken sincerely conveyed his feelings to the very meritorious woman in his life. The hand she once held to protect her. Truly than anyone else in the world, Sumita was the person she loved the most. Even more than two of his foster parents.
“Huh, basic! You never changed, Ken.”
‘Tak!’
Sumita intersected Ken's jidat slowly.
“Akk!” ken screams while holding his eel and pretending to be in pain.
The young man's lips were soaked out of annoyance his love statement was not taken seriously.
“By the aunt who asked herself. I answered honestly, even distended.” His complaint.
Seeing the cute expression of the young man who was hundreds of years younger than him, Sumita became more willing to revile him.
“Dih... hence single from birth ya gini, nih~!” with anxiety Sumita pinched Ken's two lips.
“Uuuungg!... mpeh!” Ken dodged until Sumita's hand came off her lips.
In order not to be further colonized, he stood up from the sofa.
“Tante, I know my lips are so enchanting. Sampe wants to hold on! Basic Pervert.” I got with pede.
Sumita cengo with what she had heard. This big baby had already dared to tease and say it.
“Hiih. Duh... My lips are still virgin yak?” ledek Ken again as it passed.
Sumita was growing more and more incredulous.
“Heh! Inget you who peed on aunty skirt after six months?!” Sumita screams but Ken doesn't touch her and has already left.
It didn't feel like the kid was that big. Sumita recalls the moment she secretly walked into Handi's house, Ken's late grandfather when Ken was a baby. And the incident he just mentioned happened. If only he knew the boy would be this happy, he should have photographed the incident at that time.
Then his memories revolved back to hundreds of years ago when he first met Prala. It seems that ignorance is the hereditary legacy of the family, because Prala was no less ignorant.
Tired of escaping from Sumita who might be upset with her, Ken stopped his run. He who was just smiling after feeling victorious, finally let go of his laughter.
For him, his beautiful face was very funny.
Ken is still confused. How could the aunt he had known for over twenty years still look young. You could even say they look the same age. He said he was older than his foster parents. Which means he's over fifty years old.
Because of this, Ken always felt pounding when with his aunt. Sometimes also Ken is impassive, maybe he's in love with his own tant.
“About 8 o'clock, Mas.” Said Tio, Dono's son who is now Ken's personal manager.
“Daddy Kak Tio has not entered as well today?” asked Ken while getting into the car that had previously been opened by Tio.
“Yah... want how else. His name is old.” Answer Tio.
Tio sat in the driver's seat, while Ken sat in the left rear passenger seat. Once all is ready, the machine is turned on and slowly they come out through the gate of the house.
“Yeah, it's just my unnatural tanti. Though both old.”
Tio chuckled softly and then said, “Haha, it looks like that. But, maybe he's keeping more wounds than he looks.”
Ken nodded in agreement with Tio's opinion.
All this time the aunt was hiding something. Though curious, Ken felt unworthy to know. Maybe it's a very personal thing. And somebody's got to have a thing or two that nobody wants to know. Just like he hides in many people about his abilities.
“Oh yes, Mas. I want to ask permission at 12 hours later to meet Dilla.”
“What time is it, Brother?” ask Ken.
The way to call them is confusing. The one called ‘Mas’, the one called ‘Kakak’. It means the same. Just for their situation is somewhat different function. Tio calls Ken with ‘Mas’ because he's his employer, while Ken calls Tio with ‘Kakak’, because Tio is older than him.
“Cepet. Two o'clock is also back.” Answer Tio.
“Bid! Meet my girlfriend for two hours doank!” hardik Ken's.
“Emang can be more than that?”
Ken stammered in shock at seeing his right side. When he looked at the right window of the car on his right side now sat someone he knew.
“Later sister came home to the same flower shop bawain stelan blackku ya.” His word.
“?” Tio wondered.
Ken sighed slowly, then said, “Today we mourn.”
Tio already knew that Ken could see what others saw. Because it is without being told by others, sometimes he can know what is happening and will happen soon.
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No more than 30 minutes passed until Ken reached the television station. Today she went there to attend a talk show to promote her new album.
Ken is a very famous singer. Since his debut seven years ago, many have been fascinated by his voice and appearance. Even with the Korean wave that still survives today, the sales and views of the song on various platforms are always good.
Who is surprised by its popularity. People who are not fans of it even admit. She has a good voice, although her voice is unlike that of a television singing competition. Then because of diligent exercise, his body is good and his voice is stable when performing even while dancing. Besides, of course it is
visuals that support.
He is a god who has everything that men want and women desire. Young and rich, handsome and tall.
“In this album, what the hell is special?” tanya hosts talk show titled ‘Mata to Mata’
“Because there is a telor. Hahaha..” joked Ken.
Although not very funny, some of the audience laughed.
“Wah, fried rice kayak, yes. Very special dong this.”
“Iya, dong.”
“So, what's the telor? Uh, kok telor. That means special!” ask the host again.
“Hahaha. So, through this song fans more or less get to know me even further.” Ken answered more seriously.
“So, having known more. Can dong, our relationship to a higher level? Ehem!” the seductive female host was only responded to with laughter by Ken.
“OK, again. Let's all get to the next level with Ken, we're immediately horrified a new song from Ken! Please!” continued the host while directing to the stage which was greeted with a roar of applause and a whistling of the audience.
Still laughing at the host's teasing, Ken walked up to the stage and began to sing.
As soon as Ken gave the ‘siap’ code to the show's producer, the camera began to highlight him. Slowly intro rhythmic song ballad was chanted and then followed by the melodious sound of Ken.
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How long will our story continue to be like this?
Will not unite, will not part, in the doorway of the heart
We cannot blame destiny
I will hold on and hold your hand
In your arms I am calm
In your arms I am me
The love...
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The entire studio dissolved in the atmosphere of the song that Ken performed. Some were stunned, until someone shed tears carried away by the atmosphere.
Seeing the audience's reaction, Ken felt quite satisfied. This means that the song is acceptable to others.
She ended her performance with a knotty smile that thrilled millions of fans.
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