Cherophophobic
Home Together

Daytime. Under the heat of the sun Kafka led his bike from school because of a flat bicycle tire. I don't know who bullied that guy, but Kafka just let him. Maybe because the bike looks the ugliest, so there is such a prank. That's what Kafka thinks.

"Lo bego really! If you want to, I can find out who's driving Lo's tires!" said Nathan.

"Hm, can I beat you up too." said Hazel.

"Udah just yesterday, anyways just deflated. It can be pumped again." replied Kafka.

"It can't be dong! Look at tomorrow I'm going to put all their bike tires on!" yora said with emotion.

"Agree me! I'll bring the nails!" sahut Arzel's.

"Hm, let's enter BK congregation." said Yohan.

Hearing the sentence that Yohan had just said Kafka, Nathan, and Hazel compactly laughed out loud. Indeed, Yohan said that with a flat expression. But because of his flat expression that's what makes the hilarious.

Why did they go home together? They agreed to accompany Kafka to the house in order to protect Kafka from Geo and his friends. Their home directions are all different. The one-way with Kafka is only Yohan and Yora because the road to Alpha Apartment is one-way by road to Gifari Housing where Kafka lives. But the others were happy to take Kafka home.

"Yesterday where Lo was beaten?" ask Nathan.

"Oh? Be gone. I was beaten up at the quiet crossroads earlier." replied Kafka while pointing back.

"Surely, the place was deserted." said Hazel.

"Is there no other way?" ask Arzel.

Kafka was silent for a moment to think. "There are actually two other paths. One is on the highway. The other one had to go around the residential street. Far away." replied Kafka.

"Yaudah, if it's through the highway. Than through there. Make my hair goosebumps." said Yora.

Kafka shook his head. "Gue likes to go through here" Kafka said with a smile. "When I go down the road I will not see the fields and the plantations. And I'm lazy if we pass as many vehicles." continued Kafka.

After a long walk, they arrived at a farm. Kafka stopped his steps when he got there. The man pulled off his bike and went into the garden. His friends just follow him.

"Whose garden is Kaf?" ask Arzel.

"A lot of fruits." added Yora.

"My mother's garden. Take whatever fruit you want." Kafka said.

"Woah!! Seriously???" ask Hazel excitedly.

Kafka nodded his head while smiling.

His friends immediately ran into the garden and picked fresh fruit to be enjoyed on that hot day. The fruits in the garden are quite diverse. At the very front there is a star fruit. Then a little inside there are bananas and papaya. There are also guava trees and mango trees. There are also dragon fruit that creep on the garden guardrail. In the middle of the garden was a tree house that Kafka used to use and his mother took a break after gardening.

Oh yea. Kafka is not without permission to take his friends to the garden. Her mother used to say that Kafka had good friends. Kafka can take them to the garden to eat fruit and play there.

Once satisfied playing in the garden, they walked again to the front of the flower shop. The Kafka house.

"Woah, Lo's mom selling flowers?" asked Yora with a joyful expression.

"Yes, from when I was a kid" replied Kafka.

"If I want to buy it for me, he likes flowers" said Arzel.

They were talking in front of the store. Come out middle-aged woman while carrying a flower pot. "Eh? Kafka's? Are you home, son?" ask the woman while putting the flower pot on the table. Yes, that woman is Anggi. After putting the flower pot Anggi approached Kafka and his friends.

"Yes Aunty." replied Yora with a very sweet smile.

Kafka's friends immediately bowed his body briefly saluting his mother Kafka. Including Yohan who had been focused on playing mobile phones, also bowed her body.

"You guys want to go straight home? Want to stop by first? All lunch?" haggard his mother Kafka.

"No pa-pa. If you want to come." take Kafka.

Kafka's friends looked at each other. Then he nodded at the offer. They went inside Kafka's house and had lunch together in the backyard. Kafka's friends love the atmosphere in Kafka's house. Indeed, the man's house is rather narrow, but because it is neatly arranged the narrow house can look loose and beautiful.

"Original, Lo's house is very comfortable Kaf." said Hazel.

"True, kayaking in a fairyland." said Arzel.

"Not so many times!" timpal Hazel bows Arzel in the head.

"Haha, you're all there." said Kafka with a small laugh.

"But they don't lie loh, Lo's house is very beautiful again" said Nathan.

"Yakali barren flower shop." said Yohan.

"Well, listen" said Kafka confirming what Yohan said just now.

After eating together they actually intend to say goodbye to Kafka's mother to go home soon. But it turns out that in front of very crowded. The three employees who are owned by Anggi are also overwhelmed by the number of customers who come. Seeing this, they were not happy to go home. In the end they decided to help Kafka's mother take care of the customers who arrived.

"Thank you, kids." Anggi said with a smile.

"Yes Ma'am." said Kafka's friends at the same time.

"Thanks yes." said Kafka.

"Luck it! Thank you for the same fruit for lunch!" answer Hazel.

The others responded by pointing their thumbs at each other as a sign of agreement with what Hazel said.

They worked to help Kafka's mother from about two in the afternoon to four in the afternoon. After the customers were completely finished, they went home with flowers from Kafka's mother. Actually earlier, Anggi was about to pay them but they refused. In exchange, Anggi gave the flowers to his son's friends. Not a cheap flower.

"Thank You Aunt Anggi!" say them simultaneously. Then they immediately went home to each other's homes.

Anggi turned around and approached Kafka who had returned busy arranging the flowers on the table.

"Your friends are very good." said Anggi while gently stroking his son's head.

"Yes." said Kafka with a cheerful smile.

"Don't make them hurt. Later if mom goes they will be your encouragement." said Anggi.

Kafka immediately stopped his activities. His smile suddenly faded. The man turned his gaze to his mother. The guy's look was full of question marks.

"Where's mom going? Why did yesterday say gini keeps?" ask Kafka.

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...Seriate......