Kean Hanum
Episode six

Resting inside the house was like being in prison for Kean. Even though the facilities in the house are no less cool. But for Kean who likes to live on the road, it's all very boring.

When he was judging Leo-his youngest brother he felt it was entertainment. Obviously because the annoyed is not him, especially when Leo cries. Of course Leela was bothered.

Kean's health gradually improved thanks to regular monitored therapy and treatment. Within three years he was healthy again and could feel the world outside the home.

Her smile expanded, her face sparkling as the doctor said Kean was cured. The longing for the bike that for three years he looked at from a wheelchair will soon be back on the streets.

"There's no motor, no wandering or get-togethers like that anymore. Get into the company and build your future right," Bimo said firmly while still on his way after ushering in Kean control.

Kean turned the eyeballs, it was a pity that he had to hear the same sentence for three years.

First, the motorcycle business, we will see later.

Arriving at Leela's house with her children and extended family welcomed the happy news brought by her husband and children. The warm embrace he gave Kean. Don't forget the affectionate kiss of a mother.

"Wei the king of the streets is back to health apparently. My spirit bro," said Andra as she ruffled her sister's hair.

After hugging Andra, her younger sister, Leo, aunt and grandmother and extended family were present.

"Your laptop has been sold, so you just use the existing car" said Wijaya.

"Simplice, is there a grandmother who will buy it for me, right, Grandma?" kean said to Tresna who finally got the pinch because of anxiety.

the phone in Kean's pants pocket shook, he immediately checked it. It was a message from Hans.

"He's in this village." so the message Kean received following his location.

Apparently today is Kean's lucky day. After three years locked up in the house now his legs are declared healed. Moreover, the person he had been looking for since three years ago could finally be found.

Kean turned to the wall clock which showed it was still two in the afternoon. It's still a long time to wait for what night is tomorrow.

"Angoing story, dear? where are you going?" reprimanded Leela sitting beside him. They also talked until they did not feel the time had gone up at night.

They regrouped at the dinner table, After dinner they had just separated to rest in the room that had been provided.

***

Since morning in the area where Hanum lives now the rain never subsides. Even Hanum's activities today didn't go well. Especially when his two-year-old son over eight months began to fuss.

It's not easy being a single mom like her. All he went through was full of laughter and tears without parental assistance. But back again it was the result of a decision he made himself.

Difficult times in early pregnancy, in the beginning of being a mother, bother caring for a newborn child. Lack of sleep, unkempt body, do not have time to just metime. Not to mention the inner wounds that have not healed completely. All that he had managed to go through was accompanied by a Rukoyyah who had helped him that day.

Hanum was offered to stay in the pesantren but he thought his presence would add to the economic burden of the pesantren. Be he looking for a place to live around the cottage in order to help care for children whose fate is like the child he gave birth to.

Thank you for being the medicine for you, son. Sorry you haven't given a decent life.

Hanum's hand rubbed his son's hair that had been sound after the tantrum was pulverized. He learned to understand that even though sometimes his heart hurts when he sees his son crying because he wants to play with his peers. But his name is also children, his attitude is sometimes unexpected, sometimes good sometimes also play enemies.

He pulled out a blanket to cover his son's body, then he himself checked the doors and windows. Undeniably the fear of the incident three years ago repeated often haunt him.

From the gap of the curtain Hanum had peeked at the situation outside.dark and light lights only illuminate the potluck. Hanum's body trembled as he looked back at the silhouette from the darkness. There was someone out there watching his house. It's just that the guy didn't show his whole face. Only the part of the lips that looks grinning.

"Astag." Hanum held onto his chest, as he turned his head again the person was already out of place.

It had been almost a week every night Hanum saw that silhouette. His sleep quality became poor. He woke up and continued until morning saying hello.

As usual, Hanum's morning is so troublesome because his sons can sometimes be invited to work together sometimes also not. Luckily today his son is not fussy when bathed until all work smoothly until sitting down for breakfast.

"Nda, I'm playing?" tanya Ibam with typical child's accent that sometimes the sentence is not clear for adults to understand.

"What's playing?" hanum asked gently by continuing to feed her son.

"Ball."

"May but the play is not far from where Nda works."

Hanum's little house isn't too far from the boarding school where he works. It was taken by foot until.

Mother who was a child sometimes complained when every day had to walk. He said why not like other people who ride motorcycles or bicycles, but Hanum always gives an understanding that is easily understood by his son.

"Ibaaaam, play yuk," cried children of Ibam's age as they arrived.

"Sir, buleh?" Ibam asked permission.

"May, but remember the message the mother of the game can not get out of that gate. If there is an unknown person do not want to talk to or leave. Ibam should be here huh," Hanum's message was full of worry. Especially if you remember the events of the last few nights. Where there are people who always keep an eye on where they live.

Doesn't Hanum want to get married for someone to protect him with Ibam? Some men once tried to approach her but Hanum's heart was not moved. Some applications through the middleman of the cottage owner had been expressed but again Hanum said not ready.

***

Kean who is usually lazy, woke up earlier today. At breakfast with him, he looks good.

"Where are you going?" ask Bimo.

"You go for a minute, Pi. Later also back again," replied Kean immediately spent the food on the plate. He was already impatient with the bike that his grandfather said had been sold but was still in the garage. Maybe his grandfather was just joking.

After breakfast, he approached the motorbike and turned it on. But not yet drove the motor back to death and the key that was out of place.

"Sister, what the hell? Reversing no?" Kean turned to Andra who looked relaxed.

"No, why?"

If when they were small, Ibam is often nosy but now it is exactly the opposite.

"Not funny, Brother. Balikin' it."

"Then I want to go in the car. There is a driver so you don't have to bother" said Andra referring to the car in front that is ready with the driver.

"Sister! Kok you are not cool. No, I'm a motorcycle. The key!" Kean raised his hand, "key Brother Andra."

"Mending departs by car or this motorcycle is for sale."

Kean clucked and left his bike. Get in a car that has a driver.

"Road, Sir!" tell Kean to name the address Hans sent yesterday. The place that was far from his home even took up to two hours more.

"Here, Den?" ask the driver to make sure the address is mentioned by his employer's child.

"Yes." Yeah." Kean came down because the car could not get into the alley that only made for the motorists to pass. He had to walk it on foot. Find an address that has been waiting for a long time.

As he was walking, a plastic ball girded into his leg. When he turned his head he saw a group of children lined up and steady the ball that was already in his hands.

"Why not take it?" kean asked to hand the ball back.

"Nda, the culprit of the male kelual dali cini," said the child who has the brightest skin. Her cheeks were puffed up, her appearance and hair were also neat.

"Oh ok please play again."

"Om going to play?" haggling Ibam with a smile.

Kean smiled with the courage of the little boy. She felt like she was a child who her mother said was so brave and friendly.

"Tomorrow to play with you guys. Now you have to go first."

"Imma!" it was Hanum's approaching voice after hearing reports that his son was talking to a stranger.

Kean turned around and looked at the woman.

Is he the one Kean was looking for?