About Kesya
Gerasya's Boutique

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After fighting with myself all this time, finally today also arrived where Kesya will hold the opening event of her first boutique in Indonesia with attended by so many journalists who already know Kesya as a famous designer and model.

The atmosphere in the Franklin family home was very excited because the whole family had gathered since last night to spend time to attend an important event.

"Ello, where's the tie?" asked Kesya while frowning in wonder when she saw Ello who ran towards her without wearing a tie.

Not yet Ello replied, seen Boy who ran with a tie in his hand so it can be ascertained that Daddy and the child were playing around.

"Hayo, where are you going?" ask Kesya after he managed to catch Ello who was about to run to avoid the approaching Boy.

"Mommy, please let me go." (Mommy, please let me go.) said Ello with a clear face.

Kesya who was used to seeing Ello's face when he wanted something was reluctant to let go of the child to make Boy easily back to pair a tie on him.

Boy immediately carried Ello's body when he finished pairing the tie to the child. "Come on."

"Where to?" (Where?)

"Butik Mommy" said Boy, frowning because Ello was still asking where they were going.

Ello shook her head quickly. "Why didn't Daddy bring Mommy?" (Why didn't Daddy bring Mommy?)

Boy speechless. How can he and Kesya be in the same car when all this time the relationship is really tenuous?

Although both are still acting great in front of Ello, but still there is still awkwardness that occurs between the two.

"Ello, bi—"

"I think there's something to talk about together." (I think there's something to talk about together.)

Ello immediately cuts off Kesya's conversation with a sentence that makes Daddy and his Mommy completely freeze instantly. Who could have thought that the little boy had said such a thing?

"What did Ello say?" tanya Kesya laughed awkwardly. He was completely unprepared for a situation like this.

Ello approached the two and put his Daddy and Mommy hands together instantly. "This is not what I expected, if there is a problem please talk about it together." (It's not what I imagined, if there's a problem please talk about together.)

After saying this, Ello left Boy and Kesya who both felt awkwardness between the two.

"Sorry" Boy said as he realized that his hand was still tightly grasping Kesya's tiny hand.

Boy walked slowly away from Kesya. "Gue's the same as Ello first?"

"Sister.."

Boy's steps stopped when he heard Kesya calling him very slowly.

"Do u still love me..?" (Do you still love me?)

Kesya does not care if after this Boy will consider her a strange and crazy woman. Kesya does not care if after this Boy gets further and further from his reach. Even Kesya does not care if after this their relationship is getting no better.

He just couldn't bear to not say that. A few months he tried to survive but still the name Boy is still engraved clearly in his memory.

Fuck everything. I just want you, Sis.-Kesya.

Boy turned to look at Kesya who was also staring at him with tears that could not be held back anymore.

Kesya shook slowly. "Gue guess I think losing you is the creepiest thing.."

Hearing that, there was turmoil in Boy's heart. Lying if Boy is not happy to hear it but he must still be able to control himself considering that the girl in front of him is now in the denial phase.

"Gue thought losing Kak Devan would be a nightmare for my life, I was wrong. Losing you is the most painful thing. I never imagined my life without you.."

Boy was silent because he himself did not know how to respond. His words really surprised him.

"For so long I thought that I was still in the shadow of Kak Devan's past, all this time I thought that I made you just an outlet, I thought, all this time I thought that I loved Kak Devan more than you. But, I was wrong. It turns out that from the beginning who became the owner of my heart, you are not Kak Devan.."

Kesya's sobs began to sound making Boy also feel the pain. However, Boy still has not moved from his original position because he himself is confused what to do. It would be impolite if he hugged Kesya right now.

"The presence of lo in my life is not just a guest, I unconsciously become lo as the owner of the heart and unconsciously I fall too deep lo. It feels really sick when I know we're being stretched. When you're not around, I just realized how important you are in my life, sister.."

There was a short pause before Kesya reopened her voice and looked at Boy inside.

"Gue. I don't care if after that you'll get further out of my reach.. I just want to say what I've been feeling all along.. I still and will always love Mr. Grandly Francisco Boy.."

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Gerasya's Boutique

The opening of the Kesya boutique went very well. Attended by many distinguished invited guests who took the time to present in the opening of the first boutique Kesya.

Kesya Cloresya Ayin's name is clearly displayed on social media even national televisions where all the news is broadcasting the opening ceremony of the boutique.

All Kesya's friends were present at the opening event so that the event could be considered an unplanned reunion.

"Wow, my best friend is getting cool" Rere said as he shook hands with Kesya.

Kesya chuckled softly. "Lo is also getting cool, Re" said Kesya sincerely.

"Congrats yes, Key.. I'm sure you'll be this successful."

"Congratulations, Kesya."

"Congrats yes her angel Rajawali."

And there are many more congratulations that Kesya got from his friends.

"Anyway, is that Brother Boy's son?"

Joy's question made everyone turn to Boy who was helping Ello put his shoes on.

"Well? Since when did Boy get married?"

Then a gossip session happened. Many of them are guessing since when Boy married and who was the woman who finally could melt the north pole. In fact, not a few of them are directly looking for Boy social media accounts just to find who the mother of the child.

"Mommy!"

Deg.

"What?! Mommy?!"

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