Kean Hanum
Episode Thirteen

"Bam, sleep boy! it's night." it's already night." For the umpteenth time Hanum asked Ibam to rest immediately. Ibam answered for a moment.

"Sleep or have the toys thrown away?" hanum said bluffing to get the child to rest.

Ibam looked down sad but finally he followed the orders of the mother. His eyes glazed over as he climbed into the bed, then curled up against the wall hugging the toy Kean had bought this morning.

Guilt again infiltrated Hanum's heart. He looked at his son who was sleeping.

"I'm sorry, Nda ya Bam," whispered Hanum to the cheek of the child. Then lay down the body behind Ibam.

Outside, Kean stood at the door of Hanum's house. Hanum's words to Ibam he had heard so he ignored the intention to visit. The crackle bag contained food only he looked at and then linked to the door handle of Hanum's house. After that he entered the house next to him.

He lay staring at the ceiling imagining Ibam's sad face looking down. Guilt increasingly confined himself, in his mind terbesit said if that time.

The night that kept crawling did not keep his eyes closed. His brain kept thinking about responsibility. But if he was straightforward, Hanum would hate him. Worse, he will separate himself from Ibam.

"The only way is to make Hanum fall in love first" Kean murmured.

Secrets let it remain a secret and Ibam will only know that Kean is his titular father. However what all that could happen considering Hanum is now very self-close.

Slowly Kean's eyes closed, but soon he woke up when he heard the commotion from Hanum's house. He saw that it was morning and in front of Hanum's house there were three large-bodied men talking to the woman.

"I'm sorry, Mom, we were just told to take mom home" said one of the men in black.

"Who commands you, tell him I'll never come home."

"Nda?" The newly awakened Ibam appeared in the doorway out of curiosity.

The three men exchanged lyrics. With a quick movement one of them managed to bring Ibam into a sling. It made it easier for them to bring Hanum. Now the woman stepped in trying to get her son back.

"Ndaaa," whined the frightened Ibam.

Other neighbors instead of helping even make it a spectacle. No one dared to come forward to help them. Especially if you have to face three large-bodied people. Feeling they will not win, then it is better not to waste energy in vain.

"Hey!" Kean came out making the two men who were pulling Hanum turn their heads. "Let go of my wife!" tell Kean to get closer to them.

"You open her husband, the one who told us to take them is her future husband."

"Masaaaa? Is that true, honey? You have a future husband besides me?" As usual Kean always put on a mocking face and made the opponent feel irritated.

"No," Hanum replied quickly. She was forced to acknowledge Kean as a future husband. The situation is not allowing to stand. Not necessarily also he survived after obeying the request of people he himself did not know.

"See, he doesn't want to. Put the kid down."

They took down Ibam which Hanum immediately grabbed. Then they attacked Kean. Two attacks were successfully avoided third attack hit the side of his jaw.

With a quick movement Kean managed to reply to them. His fist landed hard on the heartwarming part making one of them fall. He was still fighting two opponents in front of him, one raw bogem back on Kean's face close to the temple made him blink.

The sight had started to firefly but there were still opponents he had to challenge. There was only one opponent who was still standing and attacked Kean repeatedly. Kean continued to dodge, looking for a gap he could use once the opponent was knocked down.

Next to the opponent's foot floated but Kean quickly held back, the opportunity he used one leg to hit the opponent's vital part made the opponent complain. Struggled to the ground while enduring the pain.

"Hurray, Om Ken won," cried Ibam in his mother's arms clapping. He asked to be let down then approached and hugged Kean.

"illness?" tanya Iban touched Kean's jaw using her tiny hand.

Kean nodded smilingly looking at the plain face of the child. Unable to resist the urge to control anger, he has created a bad test on a child.

A long breath indicates that he is holding tightness in the chest. Hanum was only watching from afar. After that go into the house and think Kean son approached. He was convinced of Kean's habits as he had guessed. But the assumption turned out to be wrong, Kean chose to take Ibam into his own house. He asked Ibam to joke. Ignoring the pain in the jaw because it was normal for him.

The door was knocked and Hanum's voice called out to his son. Kean immediately got up from his seat and opened the door. He saw Hanum standing with a container filled with water and a towel and in his left hand holding the medicine.

"Want to take Ibam?" kean asked pretended to be indifferent to what he saw. This is how he will approach the woman and make you fall in love. Won't be too drawn in fear of breaking up. Scorching is much better according to Kean. "Bam, Mother."

Ibam approached the mother, "Nda, Ibam want to play Om, buleh?"

"But Nda has to go to work, Bam. I can play it later from school."

Ibam.

"Can om also have to work, if there is Ibam later Om's work is disrupted. Come with me, yes."

Ibam was silent.

"No problem, Ms. Hanum if Ibam wants to play with me. I didn't go to work today" Kean lied. Indeed, since when he had a job, not all this time he only relied on the wealth of his parents.

"But ...."

"My papa's father's permission, will be sick again," Kean said showing bruises in the jaw as well as a torn temple.

Hanum nodded then gave the medicine and the basin he was carrying. "Obati used to be bruised, but I'm sorry I have to leave immediately."

Kean nodded and let the woman go.

"Pigeon tamers, Kean," muttered Kean as he closed the door and treated his wound. After that he looked at Ibam who was so cheerful when playing with him.

While watching Ibam he started thinking about work. The father had asked him several times to join the company like his brother, but the current circumstances did not allow him to join. The police are still hunting him.

"Om, play on lual yuk." I'm starting to get bored.

***

Hanum arrives at work, after sitting down and putting the bag down, he starts turning on the computer. There is still fifteen minutes of free time before work hours begin. He also took out a coffee sachet from the bag and then brewed it in the place that has been provided.

"Mom Hanum, isn't Ibam coming?" ask one of the teachers who is more familiar with him.

"No, he said he wanted to play with the neighbor next door rented." Hanum sat down again after brewing the coffee.

"Oh." Teaching it nods its head, "Bu Hanum has no intention to open the heart again. Ibu needs a father figure. I'm sure that Ms. Hanum will also do a double role so that Ibam can not lack affection, but that's not enough. Ibu needs a real father figure. There is a greeting from one of the teachers, if Ms. Hanum pleases I will convey it back."

Hanum replied with a smile, neither refusing nor agreeing. He began to crouch and think of a sentence from his friend. Is all this time he was selfish and was thinking too much about his own feelings without thinking about the needs of Ibam. Will Hanum receive one of the proposal from them.

***

Ibam exclaimed in excitement when invited to walk using a car even though it only rotated back and forth on the same road.

"Likes?" Kean who was driving looked over for a moment.

"Yes vinegar hihi," Ibam replied while covering his mouth timidly. His white cheeks are red.

Lovingly Kean rubbed the top of the child's head while muttering an apology.

After almost a quarter of an hour of cars driving back and forth around the same street, Kean decided to take Ibam to his parents' house. There Ibam can play with toys belonging to Leo because if playing outside worried about meeting with the police who are looking for him.

"Kean?" Leela looked at her son who had just gotten off the car, holding a child similar to little Kean.