All About KEVIN
Sleeping Beauty's

Malika began to read the script of a short drama that they both had to play, Rahman seemed to hear it carefully, occasionally his neutrals glanced at the beautiful young girl, who was sitting next to him. They both sat by the pool, under the shade of the trees.

Malika wore a soft jeans skirt of sheer length of legs, combined with long sleeved t-shirts that were rather loosely colored navy. And her head is covered with abstract patterned pasmina whose colors are in tune with her t-shirts. Without wearing a school uniform, the young girl looked more mature than her actual age.

"Done," said Malika, folding a sheet of paper in her hand. "Where bang Rahman, is there an image yet?" Malika asked, looking at Rahman with her blue neutrals flickering funny and adorable.

Rahman took a deep breath, and then scratched his non-itchy nape. To be honest with just sitting alone with Malika like this, Rahman wanted to shout and protest at her friends who even seemed to let themselves trapped adjacent to Malika.

Rahman was completely helpless with Kevin's younger brother, even up to this second.

"Abang Rahman?" Call Malika gently, flicking the paper in her hand in front of Rahman.

"Oh yes, how was it?" Tanya Rahman stuttered.

Malika pursed her lips, "from earlier Icha tuh read the script, but even in the same cuekin bang Rahman?" Malika protest sulks.

"Don't sulk dong. enggak in cuekin kok, was brother dengerin in Icha read the script." Reply Rahman, staring warmly bluish net Malika, "just bang Rahman thought again, how to play her. We can't play impromptu, afraid he's wrong. I think we need practice first, Dik," suggested Rahman.

"Icha agrees bang," welcomes Malika enthusiastically.

While on the other hand, Aunt Jihan seems busy giving direction to Kevin and his other friends to make a simple stage for the performance of a short drama later in the afternoon.

Red carpet has also been installed starting from the guest seat, to the stage.

"Mother, if the road is not while jumping it ah. remember the tuh in the stomach, so jump to and fro following the movement of the mother. Pity it if the debay is exhausted?!" Protest om Ilham, who saw his wife so actively preparing for his nephew's birthday party.

"Dad, uh. lebay deh. Yes it is not possible that his debay jumped to and fro.. his debay tadpole, which can jump?" Aunt Jihan shook her head, chuckling to herself with her parable.

"Yes, but the mother can love direction while sitting pretty," om Ilham pulled slowly the wife's arm and sat her down on one of the benches.

Aunt Jihan can only recite, what her husband said.

"Abang, this stage is ready, aja kak Icha want to practice with his prince. Sana gih call his brother Icha," said aunt Jihan who was sitting on the bench, staring at Kevin.

"Ready tan," Kevin replied briefly, and immediately approached Malika and Rahman.

"Sik, want to practice first? Practice on stage only there, let's not be shy," said Kevin staring at his sister, and then look at Rahman with a smile.

"Yes bang, we want to directly practice on stage. let not groggy and feel it also so that it can," Malika replied, and immediately passed leaving her brother and Rahman.

Rahman snorted in annoyance, "fuck all of you, even fuss at me!" Whisper, while punching Kevin's arm slowly shortly after Malika headed for the small stage for her performance.

"But you like it in your kayak gini job?" Kevin blinked one eye, teasing Rahman.

Back Rahman scratched his nape that was not itchy, "but not gini also his way bro? But yes it is." reply Rahman finally gave up, while following Kevin's steps towards the stage.

Rahman and Malika appear to be preparing on the stage side, others went straight to the long benches that had been provided for invited guests and sat there to watch the rehearsal of the Sleeping Beauty drama presented by Malika and Rahman.

Aunt Jihan plays the role of reading the fairy tale prologue ;

"A story about kings and empresses who have not been blessed with children. Every day they pray for a child. Finally, the prayers of the King and the empress were granted. After 9 months of pregnancy, the queen gave birth to a beautiful daughter. The king was very happy, he threw a feast and invited the kingdom of his friends and all his people."

"It is invited by 7 great witches to give good prayers to the child. The first to sixth witches had already issued their prayers. When the seventh witch was about to say a prayer, suddenly came an evil witch who was angry because she was not invited to the birth party. He then cursed the king's daughter will die exposed to the needle spinner yarn."

"Luckily, there is still a seventh witch who can ease the curse of the evil witch. He prayed that the princess would not die if she was hit by a spinning needle. The princess will only sleep for 100 years. He'll wake up again when a prince comes."

"But the curse is inevitable. At the age of adolescence, the princess was framed by an evil witch. He was also lured to touch a thread spinning needle. Then he slept for a while."

Malika walked slowly into the stage, and seemed curious about the yarn spinning tool that was suddenly seen there. And without realizing it, Malika touched the needle spinner thread, until then she fell asleep on the sofa.

Rahman seemed hesitant to enter the stage, the handsome Malay-faced teenager looked confused and walked around Malika who was asleep on the sofa, until a while.

"Let's Rahman, do it, what are you waiting for?" Tell me om Ilham looks impatient, because from then on Rahman just revolved around the sofa.

"Sorry om, Rahman can't do it" Rahman replied, feeling unwell.

"Why?" Tanya aunt Jihan frowned.

"I don't want to kiss a girl who isn't my mahram, because if I do her, it's the same, I've been harassing her," Rahman replied firmly.

Daddy Rehan and mommy Billa were watching from a distance, smiling with relief. "like him, he is indeed the best mate for our daughter mom," wiry daddy Rehan, looked at his wife.

Mommy Billa replied with a big nod and a big smile.

"Brother, just replace it by wiping the top of his head!" Exclaimed Kevin from the bench prepared for the invited guests.

Rahman nodded in agreement.

Rahman then crouched down beside the sofa, and then rubbed Malika's head, "daughter, get up, I came for you. Get up, and marry me, for I love you so much" Rahman said with all his heartfelt, heartfelt feelings.

Malika opened her eyes, and then got up from the sofa.

The two of them stood face to face, the second distance was very close, "branch, is it really what bang Rahman said earlier?" Malika Whispe.

Rahman stuttered, he just reflexively said it earlier.

"No need to answer now bang, as long as you know, I have also long put my heart on bang Rahman," said Malika, staring at the eagle netra Rahman.

Both of them gave a big smile.

"Truely, the princess awoke from her long slumber, and they eventually married and lived happily." Aunt Jihan ended her story.

"Holle,, her celita," cried Maira from the very back of the bench, followed by applause from daddy Rehan, mommy Billa and the Malika brothers. Malik, Mirza and the youngest twins Maira and Maida.

"Daddy, mommy, Mela also want to be dumb as a putli tidul kayak brother," pinta Maira with her cute style.

"If Mela is a putli tidul, whose pangelan is Mela?" Mirza asked with a mischievous smile.

"Mela certainly does not want if her pangelan bang Milza, bang Milza like nosy," replied Maira, while sticking out her tongue.

"Daddy, you'll get Mela Pangelan handsome like Lahman's brother?" The pinta is sulking.

Daddy Rehan smiled and could only nod, confirming the request of his youngest daughter.

On stage, Rahman and Malika looked at each other. For quite a long time the two neutrals are linked to each other, as if chatting in silence.

Rahman and Malika then walked in stride, towards the invited guest bench to greet the invited guests later.

"His path should be joined together, so it looks friendly," said Bayu, from the invited guest bench.

"Showing intimacy to the couple not as long as they have to by touching Bay, with attitude can be. eg with a smile, with eyes, or with soft speech. Unless it's halal, it's more afdhol with a touch." Rahman smiled broadly, looking at Bayu.

Back daddy Rehan smiled hearing Rahman's words.

to be continue,,, to be,,,