Prince Modosa
Chapter 117

Keken brought Farah's motorcycle to go buy food. The cold night weather made Keken reluctant to leave the house but Farah still forced to want to eat something warm.

Finally he had an idea and had his two bodyguards who always stayed in front of the alley of Farah's house to buy food as Farah wanted.

"There's a restaurant at this hour that's open, sir" said the guard one.

" I don't want to know, there just has to be." Keken ordered while shaking his waist.

" Good sir." the two bodyguards replied in unison.

The air was getting colder and several times Keken's body shivered. Until he pulled over at the patrol post with several people who were on guard. To reduce saturation he chatted with the surrounding residents while waiting for orders to come. There is no awkward feeling or feeling high, he is so mixed with the surrounding residents. Keken finally sent a message to his bodyguards to buy some food for the patrons.

" Sometimes it's been guarded still kecolongan, the thief is now pinter-pinter" said Mr. Rino, one of the residents' elders.

" If I'd rather be a corruptor sir, both of the thieves but the punishment of the corruptor is lighter, there can be much more remission. Can walk - the original way to pay." said another

" It's just an agent, sir. "

" It's just a person but it affects the name of the institution. Try if the chicken maling, which is appropriate punishment applies ."

" Dull up, sharp down."

" They in the world can still be evasive but God's punishment is the fairest. Just look at it later. "reply to one of the other citizens.

" It's theft-prone here, sir?"keken asked, he almost a month lived in Farah's rented but did not hear any news.

" Prone Mr. Keken, just yesterday the bike lost one. "

" Keep one week behind the race bike belonging to Mr. Isra also said."

" The present day can not be banged up, carelessly brushed directly with the same thief."

"If you go home at night be careful a lot of begal sir" said the other.

"A lot of people are desperate, now."

Keken nodded - nodding in agreement.

"Where does Mr Keken work? I heard that it was so bad for Farah to sell food." asked Mr. Rino

Keken pengulum smile, gossip among the lower society is really great, without investigating in advance they immediately spread false news.

"I sell cars sir and Farah sell because it is saturated let him work with his passion" Keken replied

"Oh car sales anyway, later if you buy a car you can get relief, the price can be reduced right Mr. Keken." sir Isra hopes Keken will accept his request, he said, good enough to have neighbors who can reduce the installments.

" Can be arranged, but must buy cash no credit - credit. "return Keken

" Kok that sir Ken, if my cash does not have that much money. But if the credit, can be for installment every month. "

" In fact, if the credit is more expensive, just try the installment multiplied by how many months plus the DP money can certainly make two cars. If there is no funding to use the car online sir, simply do not think about the cost of car service is increasingly expensive then the money can be invested in precious metals or buy land, if you need money can be sold. again."ukar Keken

" Well, I like the thought of Mr. Keken, intelligent and representing the present generation that is no complicated" said another father

Keken just smelled a smile. He did not accept car sales on credit and certainly refused even if forced.

" The new bride instead hangs out here, Friday night Mr. Keken it's time for birds to enter the nest. "get bad Mr. RT, he came to bring some fried food and bread for the patrons.

" If the newlyweds are all the same night sir. "sahut Keken, but his heart wants to cry. Two more months married to Farah not once did he touch her like a husband and wife. Fortunately Kenzi can still be invited to cooperate and stay in his cage.

" Asyik tuh, hajar continue. "the other chirps

" Eh, Mr. Keken, I have a friend who sells strong drugs from China called A-song, strong beronde-ronde pack until lemes. "said pak Rino

"I would like to sir, but there is no victory for his combat. Want deketin neng Grandson does not dare, he tastes high unlike me who only porters factory." this time not Keken who answers but mr. burhan, widower one child. He who put his heart on Grandchild tea but was helpless because the woman was very selective in choosing a partner.

" Don't be inferior sir, all jobs are equally important halal, if I see that Grandchild's tea does not judge a man by matter, only he must be convinced that the man who will be serious with him must accept his condition and his children, not cheat, he said, it seems like she's traumatized by the past so choose - choose a partner. "

" Oh, so like that, Mr. Keken, I became more excited to approach the tea Granddaughter "pak burhan looks happy when hearing the story from Keken. He tried to be the best that the woman wanted.

" So don't you pack the cure? ask the father again,

"There's wild horse milk let's add jos." he's smiling. It promotes male leanness products vigorously.

"He doesn't know Kenzi the gauze yet. Once out of the nest, the woman must have screamed." muttered Keken in the heart

"If I don't drink the milk of a wild horse pack but the milk of a hippo." Keken licked, and they broke down hard. Friendly and sociable Keken carrying is very liked by the fathers.

"There's nothing, Mr. Keken."

"If I lump the horse sir, eat the bells" said another

"I'm a delman horse, an alon-alon of clacons." another timpal

"I'm a sea horse."

"The horse is riding."

"Brake horse."

And they laughed widely just because of the chatter about horses.

On the other hand,

Two guards were in confusion looking for the food the young master had asked for. The streets were quiet and only a few sellers who were still seen cleaning up their wares were about to close.

" Just try young lady nyidam nasi goreng or baso surely we don't need to go around the city like this." the escort just sighed long, long, several times he turned around and looked for food that only the baso and fried rice were left.

" Don't complain, we should get that food tonight. Don't forget martabak for the patrons." said the other bodyguard. They were still looking for the food that the young master had ordered.

"It's early in the morning, where there's a resto that's open." grumbled the bodyguard again.

"Find again don't give up." They went around the city for an hour and found nothing that the young master had asked for. They came home empty-handed and would definitely get a scolding from the young master.