
Bu Wati hit his son Karan, because he was already passing by his sister.
''Let's go now, afraid of his kemaleman until at your aunt's house,'' invite Bu Wati to her son.
Karan nodded and moved from his chair while saying goodbye to all the employees in his restaurant.
But before leaving Karan paired up with Ailee so that her food and drinks are put in the bill.
''The same food drink I put in the bill first, ''' his message while walking follows very Mother who is already in the parking lot.
''Mom will come home with Udin sir, you better be with your adek? do not make him angry again, if you do not want all the mountains erupted because of the anger of Sania, said Bu Wati so that the two children no longer fight with each other, though the two of them were just joking, not fighting like what was said by his mother just now.
''His brother could make a mountain erupt Bu, '' asked Karan who was ignored by his mother, even he had entered his car. Karan was confused by the words of the mother just now, finally he steadied his steps toward his sister who was standing next to his car Karan.
''Come in?'' Karan opened the car door for himself.
''Not very sensitive sich nie guy, ''' muttered Sania slowly, but still heard by Karan.
''Not sensitive why? if you don't want to come with brother, brother left now you know, replied Karan raised one eyebrow upwards. While Sania stomped her feet because she was upset with the behavior of her sister who did not want to open the car door for her.
'Enak only, want to tell me to open the car door, he is my girlfriend who I have to serve, ' Karan grumbled in his heart while sharing his evil smile.
Karan drove his car at a moderate speed, splitting the streets of Jakarta is so crowded, fortunately, today is not too jammed so? the two of them quickly arrived at his mansion.
At home now the mother has been waiting for them on the terrace of her house with a different color with the dress she was wearing earlier.
''Wow... Mom ready apparently? it was fragrant and had changed clothes as well, Karan's tease on his mother.
''It's better you guys take a quick shower and change clothes, and even kemaleman get there,'' replied Bu Wati told his two to immediately prepare and immediately leave for Sanjaya's grandfather's house.
Both of them nodded their heads and walked inside to prepare themselves.
Sania was still angry with her older sister, she ignored the call of the older sister and quickly went inside the room and locked the door as well.
''Sister...? listen to sich!'' scream in front of the room.
''Bodo very, mending me take a shower and prepare to go to grandfather's house, I will aduin everything to grandfather later, let me know the taste of him?'' muttered Sania walked into the bathroom to rid herself of the sweat that was stuck on her body.
''Ach...fuck!'' Karan muttered into the air. Karan walks into his room to perform his bathing ritual.
Before long Karan was finished with jeans and his long-sleeved t-shirt, Karan always looks ordinary but because of his good looks make what is ordinary wear looks ordinary strong in the eyes of women out there.
Karan comes out of his room with a paperback in his hand, then Karan knocks on Sania's room door, but Karan when attaching his hand to the door, the door is already open first, and out came the tomboy girl in her casual clothes.
Karan raised his hand which was now holding the paperback, Sania frowned and asked again. ''Why ''Why?'' her question was cold, she folded both hands to her chest.
''Make a loved one,'' Karan replied taking Sania's hand and giving the paperback to his sister, Karan passed back to his room again, because the stuff he was going to bring forgot in his room.
After Karan Sania opened the paperback that she now holds, her eyes glared at the goods given by her sister, a beautiful dress complete with high heels, her eyes glared at the goods given by her sister, and some other accessories are in one paperback. Sania smiled looking at her older sister who was now out of her room, with some paperback in her hands.
''Thank you, brother? good brother dech, '' he said as he blinked his flirtatious eyes.
''Already put it in the room first, we leave now, the mother is waiting for us outside, '' Karan said warning the sister to put the paperback she holds at this time.
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In the afternoon, the three of them arrived at Sanjaya's grandfather, Mikaela who was playing with her sister in the front garden stopped playing for a moment, Mikaela looked at the car she knew because the car she was driving at this time, was the car that was always carried by Mr. Udin Keneumah large grandfather Sanjaya.
''Adek...? look over there, it's the same mother of Sania'' Mikaela said to Sangnadik pointing towards the car that just stopped right in front of her door.
Mikaela shut her mouth when she saw who came out of her car, besides Sania and Bu Wati, there was someone she missed so much.
''Brother Karan?'' mikaela exclaimed and ran into Karan's arms, while her sister just stayed.
''It turns out you have been very big yes, and beautiful,'' Karan concluded lowering Mikaela from her sling.
''Have you, now you are big? making Karan's sister ng gendoy Mikaela, he continued again, making Mikaela giggle amused, because she forgot so happy she met a cousin who had not met her for a very long time.
''Well, if this is Karan's brother who wants to carry him, right, baby?'' Said Karan holding Mikaela's sister who was already in front of Karan.
Karan approaches his grandfather who is sitting in his wheelchair, Karan kisses the back of his grandfather's hand.
''How's grandfather, '' asked Karan and he took down Mikaela's sister whom Karan did not know her name yet.
Karan pushed the wheelchair that Sanjaya's grandfather was sitting in right now, ''It turns out you still remember Karan's grandfather?'' replied Sanjaya's grandfather holding Karan's hand.
''Remember the cake? cook it Karan forget sich, Karan smiled back, even though the smile was invisible to his grandfather.
''How? are you now ready to continue your father Karan's business?'' ask Grandpa Sanjaya softly and surely with her old voice.
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