Kean Hanum
Episode eighteen

"Nda, want to snack," said Ibam breaking Hanum's daydream.

"Come on." Hanum got up and took the child's hand and stepped towards the shop. Where there besides being a shopping place, also has a function as a place to gather and gossip. As now there is a group of mothers who are busy commenting on the case that ensnared one of the sons of the businessman.

When one of the gossiping women mentioned Bimo's name, Hanum sharpened his ears. Curious what he meant was the same Bimo his father had mentioned. If so, Hanum is very grateful for not being betrothed to his son.

***

Bimo forbids anyone from helping Kean. Visiting is not allowed. Kean was left to fight alone. He should be able to help himself, he said.

Kean entered the interrogation room for BAP to do. He was so calm as he faced the attendant that he would throw hundreds of questions at him.

In the next room, Bimo was also present accompanied by a lawyer. He did not meet Kean and chose to watch the BAP process through a one-way black glass accompanied by an officer who would record Kean's answer later.

Every question was answered smoothly by Kean. He also said that he was not involved in any transactions that occurred in his motorcycle gang after three years ago. He also did not deny when the urine test result declared himself positive.

"I won taking one of the drugs, but it was because of the need also according to the doctor's prescription" Kean said. He also mentioned the doctor who handled it until called and used as a witness.

He was also asked the reason for Hans' escape, as well as Zidane who was inside the apartment. Kean said he needed Hans to find Zidane who had harmed him and left him unable to walk for three years.

Zidane himself did not dispute the allegations. All for the safety of Alma and her daughter. If he denies worrying Kean will do the trick.

Kean was released but could not return home. Bimo as the head of the household refuses Kean to return home. Not because of the shame borne by his family but again he wanted to educate his son in a different way.

While out of custody Kean did not see any of the family cars that picked him up. He only saw one motorbike boarded by two Bimo guards.

"Motor's seat?" Kean flinched confused.

"Sorry Mr. Kean, I was just assigned to deliver this. Mr. Bimo said, You cannot go home until he himself asks you to go home. He just put this away."

One of them handed him a bag containing several clothes as well as cash worth ten million.

Not much protest despite the clucking, Kean took the bag and walked and stopped the taxi. No need to be confused, he still has an apartment. Unfortunately, arriving there he was denied the officer. Access to the entrance was already taken by Bimo.

"But I don't think I can live without luxury" Kean sneered out of the apartment yard. The next destination is a rented house.

It was already night time when he arrived at the rented lights of the neighboring house had been partially turned off. Likewise with the middle room lamp of Hanum's house indicates that the occupants have slept.

Rather than sleep carrying a rumbling stomach, Kean finally chose to knock on Hanum's door. In his hand he also brought food.

Hanum immediately woke up when he heard the door being knocked. He also checked his cell phone to see the clock. It's almost midnight but someone's been visiting, Hanum thought. He got off the bed, immediately snatching the scissors as well as the hammer that was always provided just in case the mysterious man came again.

Hanum settles down, peeking out from behind the curtains. All he saw was his back because Kean was turning his back to the door. Hanum slowly unlocked the key even though his voice remained audible. As soon as the door opened the bida immediately floated the hammer.

"It's me" said Kean holding the hammer Hanum swung almost to his head.

"Kean?" Hanum pulled back the hammer, staring Kean from top to bottom. "Remain night-night?" Kean's appearance was still the same as the appearance when they last met. The difference is now more subtle. Hanum became unsure of his son's remark that Kean was the son of a rich man. Just look at the appearance now. Although supported by a handsome face, Kean looks cute.

"i'm hungry" said Kean, walking in and sitting on a simple sofa.

"Keep asking for food?" Hanum scatted staring at the fist Kean had brought and placed on the table. "Why not just eat that?"

"Barter, I don't like sweet. Except that sweet thing is you." Kean rolled one eye.

"Silter." Instead of blushing Hanum even shuddered in disdain.

Seeing the conditions that are already night maybe the rice sellers at night have dispersed, Hanum did not become hearty. He went straight to the kitchen and picked up the rice and the side dishes. The side dishes that were cooked this afternoon are still there so there is no need to bother cooking anymore. After that he returned to the living room and gave his food to Kean. Then sit a distance from Kean.

Food from Hanum was immediately received, Kean had permission to go to the bathroom to wash his hands because he was not given a spoon. Warm rice plus fish side dishes, sambal there is also lalapan. Last afternoon Hanum was a simple cook.

"Enak," Kean commented after one mouthful went into the mouth. "Why not open a restaurant?"

Kean turned to Hanum who was silent not to answer his question. The woman was staring at the phone screen.

"Taste you good. If you open a restaurant, I'm sure I'll eat there every day."

"Surely," replied Hanum, "Especially if you get free food right?"

Kean laughed as Hanum could guess what he was thinking. After eating Kean did not immediately move to the house next door. He even spread his body on the simple sofa he was sitting on.

"Kok is still here?" Hanum who had just returned to the kitchen was surprised to see Kean who even spread the body.

"The contract key is gone. I'm here tonight. Tomorrow I'm asking for a spare key with the rented mother."

Hanum was silent for a moment then nodded. It was also a pity that Kean had to sleep outside.

***

Hanum woke up shortly before the dawn. He took a shower and prepared what he was going to cook. When the dawn prayer rang, he left what was to be cooked and returned after the prayer.

When passing through the middle room, Kean was awake, sitting while rubbing his eyes.

"What do you cook?" tanya Kean followed Hanum to the kitchen . Standing not far from Hanum who was standing on the stove top.

"It's a simple-simple kind of fried rice." Hanum's hand moved agilely peeling and cutting the required materials.

"I got rations?"

"So, if you work too." Hanum looked over for a moment.

Kean scratched his head. Confused what part he had to do, "i'm part tasting, '" he said before disappearing behind the bathroom door. "Bath bath."

While waiting for the cooking to be ready, Hanum also woke Ibam up after shrinking the fire on the stove. Ibam only squirms when asked to wake up. Long time to open my eyes.

"There's Om Ken" whispered Hanum who turned out to be powerful to wake the child. Ibam bengun hastily, his feet tripped over the blanket fortunately still on the mattress. "Be careful dong."

"Of Ken!" Ibam immediately hugged Kean's leg when he saw the person standing near the stove. Back then when coming out of the bathroom Kean did not see Hanum while the stove was still on. He turned the rice back and tasted it. "Om Get to know where you are. I'm going to be a lindu."

"Om also missing," Kean replied. Crouch down and return the arms of his son. Not to forget he also kissed Ibam's puffed cheek.

"Oh yes his embrace, Ibam should take a bath come on," said Hanum who was ready with a towel for his son.

"Same by the way, Nda."

Luckily, Kean did not refuse. He bathed Ibam, put on clothes until he fed her. Morning Hanum was really made light. Departing work is also a spirit. Ibam did not come and chose to stay with Kean while he worked.

***

The clock shows time to go home. Hanum tidied the table and stuffed his things into the bag. The room where he worked began to empty only a few people left who were finishing the work.

"I go first, yes" Hanum told the remaining co-workers. The bag she threw onto her shoulder then stepped outside.

"Mom Hanum!" Ummi Ruqoyyah who approached, "there are guests who want to meet you. Now waiting at home. Come on!" Umi stepped first towards her house followed by Hanum at the back.

"Who was Ummi again?" Hanum shot that Kaif, but for what. Didn't he refuse to go home. Instead of maintaining the ego, he tried to forgive and forget. But indeed he is not that good, because when himself the feeling of anger, annoyance, disappointment always approached. Roll it together in the chest and end in a cry.

He was afraid of exploding unable to control himself when he met. He thought this kind of farewell was much better. Let his disappointment melt with time. When the time is ready, he may return if it is still accepted and considered to exist. None of his family ever came. Either because I didn't want it or I didn't look for it.

Upon arrival at Umi and Abah's house, Hanum is transfixed with a hug from his Amira-kak. It turns out Kaif didn't come alone. There's Amira, Virdha and his father Ali.