Kenan's Destiny
Misadventures

"really shit! Really shit! I forgot to ask for Kenan's phone number!" yoke Regan on herself.

He kicked the air in annoyance, punching also with molars that clashed with each other.

"I have to hurry to see Kenan, he has to know. I'm sorry, man, I can't keep your trust" he muttered again as he walked towards the car.

Regan rushes into the car, and runs it at full speed. Destination restaurant.

"I hope you're still there, Kenan. Please, stay there." He folded his nervous lips, unsettled his heart.

"Ah, fuck!" Regan pressed the car horn firmly when she had just plunged into the road, an incredible traffic jam immediately greeted her.

Regan flips the body hoping to find a way to turn the direction, but unfortunately for a moment the cars have snaked a few hundred meters.

He hit the wheel full of emotion, slamming the body violently. Regan's breathing hunts, sweat pouring because of anxiety that he can not stand. Leaving the car, it felt impossible. Be he wait until the jam is unraveled.

Meanwhile, Kenan, is struggling with his work to supervise the waitresses who work. Occasionally, he would enter his room to check the reports of problems made by the waiters of the restaurant.

"Kira? Jeez ... What's wrong with him? Why does my heart feel so unsettled?" Kenan slammed the file of the report he was reading. His gaze circulated uneasily, the shadow of Kiran playing at home flashed in the fertilizer.

He moved, leaving the room and continuing to the manager's room. Kenan knocked on the door of the room.

"Lake in!" The voice of the command from the inside did not make Kenan wait, he immediately opened the door and without further ado entered facing his superior.

"Dine? What was? You look jumpy? Is there a problem!" tanyanya.

Kenan sat in a chair opposite the manager. Anxiety still lingered on his face, he could not hide at all.

"Look, Sir. Can I not be late tonight? My own sister was at home, and my heart was suddenly agitated. I'm afraid something's going on at home, sir," Kenan said straight to the point.

The manager understood. He understands the condition of Kenan who is an orphan. For that, he never forced Kenan to overtime.

"Yes, go home! Pity your sister alone at home" he said, full of proclamation.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you" said Kenan as he moved and left the room.

He didn't wait any more, quickly entered his car and passed quickly. The day continued, the evening began to show itself. Orange color poking at the west end, the sun continues to the contest.

I don't know what happened, but the road that afternoon was very crowded with vehicles. Large trucks, inter-city buses, not to mention four-wheelers and two-wheelers, joined in the procession of the city's highway congestion.

"Why is the road so jammed? What is there going on?" the curse of Kenan began to be caught in the middle that increasingly enveloped his heart.

Until the sky turned dark, Kenan arrived at his house accompanied by Regan who also arrived at the restaurant. He rushed into the restaurant looking for Kenan in the crowded place.

Regan circulated a look looking for Kenan among all of them who were wearing the waitress uniform.

"Henner!" Regan called out her name loudly, suddenly everyone turned towards her with the same gaze. Regan was stunned, seeing dozens of pairs of eyes at once pointing at him. He gulped before going to see a waitress to just ask her about Kenan.

"Excuse me, Miss. Can I meet Kenan? There are important things that I must tell him," said Regan still with an anxious look hanging from the skin of his face.

"Ah, fuck!" muttered Regan slowly, "all right. Thank you." Thank you." He turned and headed towards the parking lot. Running his car splitting the road to Kenan's house while remembering where his best friend's house was.

"What if I get kicked out again by her aunt like I used to?" He muttered to the memory of the old days where Kenan was still in college, Regan had visited his house, but Bibi threw him out before his feet even crossed the fence.

"Hell up, the important thing is to meet Kenan. If I have to force it, I will force it" he said. He doesn't know if Aunt and Uncle Kenan left the house because Kenan kicked him out.

Regan drove the car faster. While Kenan, he frowned when he saw the lights of the house had not turned on. Did Kiran forget to turn on the lights? His heart that had been feeling anxious since, was getting less and less.

He rushed down, terrified to clench his heart. His body suddenly trembled.

"Kira!" call him from the terrace of the house while continuing to bring steps closer to the house.

There is no reason, Kenan's heart is pounding with the fastest tempo. His breath was already hunting, a little tight due to the impact of the object in his chest.

"Kira!" call him again. He had been standing on the porch, banging on the door of the locked house.

"Kira!" Kenan's voice is rising. He reached into his pocket to get a spare key. Open the main door immediately and immediately barge into the house.

Kenan quickly turned on the light switch, quiet. The living room and the television room were empty and there was no one.

"Kiran! Sweetheart! Where are you?" yelled Kenan calling his sister. He turned on all the house lights, but didn't even get Kiran.

"Is he probably asleep?" his murmuring spurred a step towards the second floor of the house. Opening Kiran's room door, pressing the light switch. Blank. In the room there was no sight of his brother curled up on the bed.

Anxiety was growing in his heart. Sweat as big as corn seeds has sprung on the forehead and seeps up to the neck and back.

"Dear, don't joke. Where are you?" Kenan's voice began to tremble. He went in and pulled out the blanket. Opening the wardrobe Kiran scooped away every shirt that hung inside.

Kenan went to the bathroom checking the place out as well. It's the same as anywhere else. Kiran was not found in the room. He was still thinking positively, going out and running towards his own room.

"Darling, did you sleep in Brother's room?" Kenan kept guessing the possibilities. Quickly opening the door, his feet swung swiftly into the room looking for the younger brother there.

The trap was right, it seemed like Kiran had played in her room because there was a doll there. Kenan picked up the doll that was lying on the floor. Staring at her sadly before rushing to open the bathroom.

Fear broke his heart. He opened the suit, and threw it. Loosen the tie that feels strangling the neck before coming out of the room. Kenan returned down the stairs to the first floor.

He came to the kitchen, his heart beating when he saw the back door open wide. His tears just seeped, he walked slowly closer to the door. Check it carefully. The door was opened forcibly due to damage.

"Suckers! Who would dare to enter my house!" with both eyes flushed. He turns around, most likely Kiran is kidnapped. Accidentally his tail glanced at something on the dining table, a piece of paper notifying about Kiran being kidnapped and also a condition to release her.

Kenan squeezed the paper, his molars clashed with each other to make a loud roar.

"Fuck! He seems to be playing with me! Alright." Kenan rushed to the front of the house when a car rang out in his yard.

He frowned to see someone standing there, staring with a sad look.

"You ...?"