Love Keinara
Keinara and Tempe Penetration

Keinara completely kept his sitting distance from Fakhri on the way home, until the vehicle he was riding stopped in the yard.

Both of them went into the house. The face shown by the two became the attention of Keinara's parents. Unlike the time of leaving, the faces of both of them both imply that they are happy.

“Nara..ajak mas Fakhri eat.”  Tell the mother who just finished eating with her husband.

“Iya ma..” Keinara, who had just come out of the bathroom, immediately went into her room and called Fakhri from there.

Keinara room is directly adjacent to the room occupied by Fakhri. Only in the limit of the wall is not less than twenty centimeters thick and only has a height of four meters. So that the barrier does not block the sound that enters the room next to it.  So Keinara chose to call Fakhri from his room, because he was sure Fakhri heard him.

“Mas.....!.” Call Keinara while combing her hair. No answer, Keinara called her boyfriend back.”Mas Fakhri...!” Again

there's no answer. Even until several times the results remain the same.

A little annoyed and curious, while wearing the instant hijab Keinara exited her room to call Fakhri directly in front of her room. But

as soon as he exited the room he saw Fakhri already standing leaning against the door with his arms crossed. The man smiled and played his eyebrows, making Keinara even more annoyed.

“Hadehh....mas intentionally yes did not answer when I called earlier?.” It seems to be a pleasure in itself for Fakhri, to upset her lover.

“iya....!.” Fakhri answered without feeling guilty. And Keinara became

getting upset.

Fakhri laughed at the look on his girlfriend's face that was upset with her sweet lips.

“What's calling, kangen yes..padahatan only a few seconds did not meet you know.....aw..aw...aw...sick that...” Back he wanted to upset his lover, but Keinara's two fingers had already landed on his waist and

leave the pain there.

“Told to eat tuh mas same mama...!!.”

“Oh....say dong from earlier...”.

“Hiiihhh Truly the girl was irritated, which ended up leaving the man to be her choice.

“Eh the wait..”

“What....mau piss me off again?!.”

“No...I want to shower.”

“Down a shower why use say..”.

“Temenin.....!!.”

This time Keinara completely left Fakhri. Go back into his room. Waiting for Fakhri to finish the shower.

Hearing Fakhri enter his room, Keinara immediately went out to take water before praying Isya.  Before long Fakhri was already behind him

also to perform prayer.

Be them praying together in a small room that is made as a mushola not far from the bathroom. The sight caught the attention of Mr. Sasongko who was going to the bathroom. And carve a smile on the cheeks that began to wrinkle it as soon as he heard the voice of Fakhri chanting a few pieces of verses of the Qur’an.

“Mas want to eat now..?.” Ask Keinara finished the prayer.

“Let's go..I want to nelfon Rangga first.” Reply Fakhri directly into his room, and out again carrying a cellphone. Bale - bale

there under the rambutan tree became the place he chose to contact

his assistant.

While Keinara was busy in the kitchen making his favorite menu, tempe

tenants. The father suddenly approached him.

“Nara....father can ask?.” Mr. Sasongko looked serious with his words.

“Bby...father want to ask what?.” Reply Keinara while lifting tempe from the frying pan, and replace it with pieces of cayenne pepper and some onion cloves.

“You dated Fakhri?.” Ask Mr. Sasongko, although he himself can guess the relationship between the two through their attitude.

“Ehmmm Keinara wanted to confess, but he was hesitant and embarrassed.

Mr. Sasongko fell silent while looking at the face of his girl who looked blushed. The old man was still waiting for his son's answer.

“Ii.i...yes sir.” Eventually Keinara admitted his relationship with Fakhri, he felt relieved. Waiting for a reaction from his father.

“And the ring was from him?.” The ring that he thought was so beautiful could not have been bought by himself, for he was sure it was not a cheap ring.

Keinara.

“What is he serious about you?.” Mr. Sasongko is getting curious

about his daughter's relationship with Fakhri.

“Iya sir...Mas Fakhri is serious about Nara. He even proposed to Nara wearing this ring.”

“Oh thank goodness...” The man's face instantly looks calmer.”Take Fakhri to eat..I want to go out with my mom for a moment. Look at RT

the one who just got home from the hospital.” Say it again and then it passes.

“Already in front ma.”

Hearing her daughter's answer, the woman who was more than half a century old rushed after her husband who was sitting in bala-bale with Fakhri.

“We stay a while son Fakhri..” Pamit Pak Sasongko once saw his wife out of the house.

“Oh yes sir please..” Reply Fakhri who then entered the house as soon as the two parents left on a motorcycle.

After storing his phone, he looked for Keinara who turned out to be cramming food for him at the dinner table.

“Mas food is ready nih..eat first yuk.”

Fakhri immediately approached Keinara who was pouring rice on the plate and sat down next to the girl.

Keinara placed the plate he had filled with rice in front of Fakhri complete with a glass of water.

Both of them eat with different menus, different ways of eating and sitting positions. Fakhri chose to eat with vegetables and his partner used cutlery and sat with both feet stepped on

flooring. In contrast to Keinara who ate voraciously clutching his five fingers with only a tempeh penyet side dish and sat cross-legged on a chair.

The other side of Kienara that Fakhri had just seen. and Fakhri had no problem with it. He likes Keinara who behaves as is even in front of his lover.

Seeing Keinara who was so voracious with the tempe set, Fakhri so felt the feeling with the taste of the menu. Without hesitation he took a piece of tempeh penyet from the top of the cobek. Tempe covered in cayenne pepper chili turned out to increase his appetite. Until he added rice to his plate.And the edges he had to scramble tempe penyet with his lover.

“Mas...sisain dong...” Lover's words are not Fakhri gubris . He still enjoyed the tempe set on his plate using his five fingers,

until the tempe setter in cobek exhausted unceremonious.

Sweat pours from the pores of the skin both. The effect of the spiciness of the tempeh penyet they just ate.

Fakhri who felt his body hot again chose to sit in the bale-bale that has a yard, under the rambutan tree. The night wind cooled his body.

While Kienara was cleaning the dining table, washing dishes and

the glass they just put on. He then picked up his new phone

rang, and took her out of the house to Fakhri's sister.

“Hallo Asalamu’alaikum pack Dimas.”

“...........”

“Inn Syaa Alloh Can pack..”.

“...............”

“How many children?”

“....................”

“Oh yes sir ready.ready..”.

“.....................”

“Sama-sama sir, Wa’alaikumsalam.”

Keinara hung up her phone and sat down next to Fakhri, but then immediately got up again.

When he believes the man with him will definitely act again.

“Why wake up again...” Ask Fakhri

“No papa-papa.cari aman ajah..” Keinara's reply made Fakhri smile. The girl knew his intentions.

“Who called you earlier?.”

“Oh.it's Mr. Dimas, Principal in place of the father ngajar.”

“Oh.....What do you want?.”

“Iih...mas kepo really...”.

“Mau what...!!”

“Begging me to babble kids who want to participate in math olympiad. Ask me what else.?.?.”

“Ngak...dah sit here....!!” Pinta Fakhri's. He patted the place next to him.

“Not me standing...it's safer!.”

“You won't do anything...dah sit down.”.

“Appointment yes do not assort...!.”

‘Iya...”.

And true, this time he let Keinara sit next to him quietly. After discussing many things the two decided to immediately enter the house for a break.

Because the night is getting late.