
David shook his head not hearing Kinara's words, David got out of the car without caring about the girl.
In front of the house, Kinara's father had been standing waiting for his daughter.
"Dad" Kinara took a quick step and kissed the back of his hand. "Sorry, Dad. Nara abis overtime at the office and this ..." said Kinara cut off by the father.
The middle-aged man raised a hand gesturing for his daughter to stop talking, while his gaze was fixed on David standing before him.
Kinara looked unsettled, afraid that the father would scold David. Because this is the first time Kinara was ushered by a man and in this late state.
Kinara's father approached David. "Thank you for driving my daughter home, let's go in for a second, son. Let me have a cup of coffee for you" Kinara's father grabbed David by the shoulder and took him inside the house.
David receded and followed Kinara's father's steps, one thing that became the question of David's heart. Why does Kinara's father look so old? Wasn't Kinara still twenty-one years old? The father should be more worthy of being his grandfather.
Could Kinara's father have been acting up late? David is increasingly curious about the girl's origin.
Kinara stroked his chest pushy, he had thought, his father would scold David. Kinara followed the father and David entered the house.
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Kinara's father invited David to sit down, then looked back to brew a cup of coffee.
David looked around the room, a room that was nothing compared to his study.
The living room and dining room were not contiguous, David noticed a room near the dining room, the man could guess the room was Kinara's room.
Because only that room has a door, while the other room, only closed by a door cloth.
"Hand this, sir. Here are many mosquitoes" Kinara said while giving David a mosquito racket.
"Take the Master just in case, Mr. new people are here, afraid they are in a hurry to ask for acquaintance, Sir." Kinara pulled David's hand and placed the racket on David's palm.
David frowned his forehead hearing Kinara's words. "Who can tell if there's a new person?" david asked while keeping a mosquito racket on a plywood table in front of him.
"Can dong, the mosquitoes here are all trained, even they can recognize which one is the owner." said Kinara Ngawur. "Sir wait here yeah, I'll go ahead for a little ice cubes." Finished speaking, Kinara immediately walked out of the house.
David raised his hand and was about to intercept Kinara. Nanum, the girl had already missed out.
David smiled to himself given the attitude of the girl. "Even he didn't have ice cubes, but he still took me in" David admired Kinara.
Amidst his daydreams, David begins to be attacked by mosquitoes. Not even one mosquito buzzed in the middle.
David was like a man practicing pencak silat, beating and pollinating the mosquitoes.
From behind the door, Kinara who had come home to buy ice cubes giggled to see David's action. "Let's know the taste, have been said not to come here, still ngeyel" said Kinara slowly while continuing to giggle.
"Pake the racket, son. There are a lot of mosquitoes here" said Kinara's father surprised David.
Kinara's father placed a glass of hot coffee on the table.
Hearing the words of Kinara's father David lowered his head and was about to lift the racket.
Ahemmmmm, Kinara cleared her throat and instantly made David pull back his hand.
David felt that his pride would fall if he used the mosquito racket, had he not refused before Kinara?.
"Just make the racket, sir, no need to be shy" said Kinara and immediately passed to take a small basin. The girl held back her laughter so that David would not feel ashamed.
David looked at Kinara's back as if to say, How dare you laugh at me little girl, just look at tomorrow what I'm going to do to you.