King Haider
Dinner

Two days in the apartment without King makes the atmosphere of the apartment so quiet. Normally King would order this and that to Cilya, making the girls days pass quickly.

Cilya sat pensively on the sofa with the television on. Cilya was still thinking about her father's request to return home. But Cilya was not ready to receive ill treatment from her stepmother.

"Huffin.." Cilya sighed, her heart was so stuffy, there was a heavy burden, no matter what it was.

Cilya smiled when she saw King's shoes under the closet, deliberately hidden so that her father did not see the man's objects in his apartment. The girl got up and took King's shoes. "So dirty, dusted." muttered Cilya.

The sound of Cilya's cell phone rang repeatedly, Cilya was reluctant to take the call because she was busy cleaning King's shoes. The seventh time, Cilya also intended to receive the call. Cilya's face turned moody when she saw the name on her phone 'Jelita' daughter aunt Sarah, Cilya's half-sister.

"Hallo."

"Heh geeky! why not lift it from earlier! intentionally yes!" the nagging of his half-brother immediately raised Cilya's ears.

"Sorry sister-" has not finished talking, Jelita first said.

"Alahhhh don't talk stale! I just want to ingetin! watch out you come back here! I guarantee you'll be more tormented!" exclaim Jelita.

"But brother -"

"Well if you fight!" the phone connection was cut off. Harsh words have often come out of the mouth of his half-brother, and the threat is always not playful. Once Cilya ignored Jelita's wishes and ended up disgraced Cilya in front of her friends.

"I want to be happy and free." she said.

***

Cilya welcomed King's arrival with a twinkle of an eye that implied happiness to the girl. Finally after three days of feeling lonely, the person who always made a riot in his apartment came back.

"Have you come home?" cilya asked in pleasantries, there was no way she would directly hug King to describe her happiness.

"You know how to use it!" spray King.

Cilya just grimaced. "I just want to ask" he said. "Have you eaten yet? what do you want to eat? let me masakin." Cilya gladly welcomed home the man who had lived with her for several months.

"Not cook. Buy it." she replied.

"Judah I buy it." Cilya was very excited, coming out of the apartment to buy food for King, without asking first what the man wanted. Cilya can guess King's favorite food, of course westernized food.

Sirloin Steak and Beef Cordon Bleu, Cilya bought it special for King. "Here, you're gonna like it, right?" said Cilya while arranging the dish in front of King.

King raised his eyebrows. Food brought by Cilya is not cheap, can run out hundreds of thousands for one menu only. "Next time do not buy expensive food. Your savings will abis!" king said that made Cilya confused, King is not usually generous to her. King always asked for delicious and expensive food.

Working for three days made his heart eyes slightly open. It turns out that finding money is not easy. King began to realize that he had gone too far with Cilya. He always asks for anything from the girl. Without caring Cilya has money or not.

"Yes." Yeah." Cilya just according.

Before eating his lunch. King reached into his pants pocket, then took something stored there. "Later malem we eat outside" he said, putting two hundred thousand on the table. Tips he got from his leader. "What would happen if it was only this way?"

Cilya smiled, King invited her to eat together outside. "Dapet much if we eat on the outskirts." replied Cilya, then gave another pick. "Too at the resto ya can anyway. But not a five-star restaurant."

"You have to wait."

Cilya took the money, her face beaming with a smile that looked sweet, but not in King's eyes.

"This is your sweat money. I'm happy to accept it." said Cilya.

"I used to have a lot of money! two hundred thousand like a dime."

"Why don't you have money now?" ask the curious Cilya, why King suddenly poor. During this time Cilya did not dare to ask King's personal questions, afraid that the man would be angry.

"Ck! don't be kepo!" King glared, not liking his bitter memories in the open. It feels very ashamed that Cilya to know if she has been deceived by a woman. He was expelled by his father. How stupid it used to be, just because love made him lose things, not matter.

Cilya pursed her lips. "Yes. Sorry."

***

In the evening, Cilya invited King to dinner at a tent stall themed lesehan. King, according to him, although a little uncomfortable with the surrounding conditions that are crowded with other visitors. Noisy, unhygienic and contemporary place, a restaurant for the underworld that King just stopped by.

"Bro, you guys dating?" Ali suddenly appeared to greet the two of them.

King sagged, not accepting if Ali thought they were dating. "Bangssat said what you were!" while Cilya has bowed shyly while fixing the location of her glasses.

"Hehe. I think you've been literate Cilya like Kendall Jenner" Ali said with a crisp laugh.

"Sue lu!"

"Hai Cilya. his future soul mate Key.." said Ali while teasing Cilya. While the one in tease just smiled thinly.

"God! don't be careless!" King punched Ali in the shoulder. "Go sonoh..why here anyway!" King drove the riotous prick.

"This is where you belong!" said Ali. "Gue came here and I'm here too!" no sooner had Novita come to them.

"Lohs.. Arman here too?" Novita gets to know King by his new identity name. King just nodded. Ali had chuckled at the name of Arman that his wife had called.

"Parman Suherman time ah! Arman's a wonder dear.." Ali stroked his wife's back, and led her to sit with them.

King snorted in annoyance. "That's my males!" want to go from that place, but already the food has been ordered, even the service has come to serve it at the table. Inevitably King had to hold back his annoyance at his uncle who was as he pleased chattering insulting him.

"Very soon! it's my bales you!" his inner self promised to avenge Ali, the mouth of the laknut.

King is increasingly unhappy when Novita's eyes continue to be on him. Women are married but still beautiful.

"Key, you'll live alone with Cilya. Let there be no slander, what if you marry." Ali choked King and Cilya choked.

"What are you, by the way! really rese!" King reflexively threw the fork in his grasp.

Ali was more happy to see his friend angry, the more he got mocked by the man. "Where would your mother know? must have married you guys."

"Bacott you! I will not marry the Chilean! my taste is at the top level!" spray King. Unknowingly Cilya was already discouraged from hearing it. Feeling that someone is pinching his heart. Cilya was silently bowed.

"Wouldn't you? but in mating have you not yet?" guess Ali who had chuckled, his laughter was loud until other visitors were a little disturbed. Different types of living one roof, does not happen a common thing done by adults? thought Ali.

"Bangsattt you!"

Seriate...