Prince Modosa
Chapter 72

Keken came to his mother's house and went straight up to his private room. Feels foreign, that's what Keken felt because it had not occupied the room for a long time. He saw a picture of himself with a large frame and just smiled wryly.

"I'm this handsome and sexy, how could that girl not like me. It's sad." - Seen Keken with a pushy look.

He had not been able to sit on the bed, the sound of his mother's footsteps came into the room.

"Kok came home did not ask to be picked up by the mommy driver." Imelda hugged her only son gently.

"There's Khaffi mom, let him have a job instead of crouching in a room like a virgin."

"So you gathered together temen - temen?"

" Yes." Yeah."

Keken towards his bed and patted the pillow he used to sleep on. " Kok pillow I smell like __" Keken inhaled the smell of his pillow, the smell seemed familiar to him.

"Just washed yesterday, put on a new softener." cut Imelda quickly, he was forced to lie so that Keken did not know that Farah had slept in his son's bed.

" Oh."

Keken still inhaled the scent of his pillow that felt comfortable and Imelda repeatedly saw his son's strange behavior.

" It looks like she knows that scent belongs to Farah, does my son miss her?" imelda murmured in the heart

"Darling, do you want to eat something, our chef will cook for you."

"What yes?" Keken tried to think what he wanted, since at Cafe Michelle Keken had eaten cake and had coffee but he still wanted something.

"Kok I want to eat grilled fish gurame ya mom with spicy sambal same vegetable soup made by aunt Navysah must be delicious."

" Alright mommy will ask our chef to cook grilled fish but for vegetable soup made by aunty tomorrow, he is going to Bandung with Om Davian. "

" Ken wants mommy who cooks, not the chef. "his love

" Oh my God, Keken! You know mommy doesn't cook. It must be weird. "

" Just Ken wants a cooked mommy, period! "

Imelda clenched her forehead, her son was not too fond of fishy fish because of the fishy smell and he again let out a long sigh. He did not dare to refuse Keken's request because maybe this was the wish of his future grandchildren.

" Okay, mommy will cook for you. "

" Mom, why aunty to Bandung? How come Fafa didn't say his mom left"

" To Ifa's aunt's house there, there is a brother's land that wants to be sold and the plan Navysah wants to buy for the end of the mosque again."

"Oh so, yes my aunt is very good. Salut Keken with him, want deh tuker added the same mommy Keken." he licked while laughing

Imelda pinched her son's wrath, never heartened if Keken joked with him like that. He was even happy because he could still see his son laughing rather than always moody.

" Yes you've rested first, mommy will cook." Imelda covered her son's body with a blanket and he came out of Keken's room

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"Mom, do you know where my perfume is? I looked for him but did not meet." asked Keken, he came to the kitchen after receiving a call from his mother that the food was ready.

"Yes, it might be over." Keken see grilled carp that are shaped indistinctly, look some black due to combustion.

" Mommy's salad is not to be eaten, soon the chef will finish making chili for you." he told his personal chef to work faster so that his son does not wait long.

Keken chocolate fish with sambalnya, salty taste and strong terasi smell." It's delicious. "towards

Imelda and the chef looked at each other, how could Keken say that the sambal was delicious even though seeing the shape alone made shudder in horror.

" Truly delicious? " ask Imelda

" Good mom, salty and terasannya tasted. The tomatoes are sour, delicious! "

"You laugh in fear of sin." murmured the Chef inwardly, he grinned seeing Keken quickly filling his plate with rice and eating voraciously. Unlike the usual Keken, he always asked to be served even if just filling rice on a plate

" I'll cut your salary by fifty percent if I dare to laugh!" Imelda glared sharply at her personal chef. As if I knew what the chef was thinking

"I'm sorry my mistress didn't dare smile let alone laugh at seeing Mr. Kendrew." she bowed her head and regretted

Keken did not care about his mother who was now nagging on the chef, he was busy eating her without burden.

"Enak Ken?" imelda asked as she sat beside him

"Nake mom." Keken was still chewing without looking at his mother.

"The other day was a meeting with representatives from Wiko's company."

"So mom."

"If we can cooperate with the Wiko company, of course our share value goes up and we will go to the road infrastructure, not only property, now we have access to play on the toll road." keken. " And after this cooperation is successful, Keken can buy lamborgini. Wuih, it's cool, mah. "

" You're always foya-foya never satisfied with one vehicle. Remember Ken, you have to value money, not just waste, waste!"

" Pumpung is young mah, young old foya-foya goes to heaven. "Keken chuckled with his own words

" Where is such a proverb! " lips Imelda.

" If you want to go to heaven, worship, lots of kindness, nurture orphans, obey God. Like the foya-foya asking for heaven, shameful as the angel Ridwan guarding the door, the key of heaven must be directly quoted if you nongol Ken, then immediately you are told to go home through the path of hell. " kelakar Imelda's

" Ih, mommy said so. Ken's time in hell anyway, Keken's good looks reduced dong. "

" Your good looks can seduce an angel like you seduce girls with your reckless flirting! Where there is such. So mommy always says keep your attitude, so good children should not impregnate an____"

"Don't impregnate people's children." cut off Keken quickly,

" If that happens, all facilities will be revoked and must leave the house and apartment. Everything has to be from scratch." Keken said back, he always mimicked his mother's threat.

"Mommy take it easy, anyway! Keken does not impregnate who - therefore Keken want to buy the latest output lamborgini" he said

Imelda just smiled wryly, she could not tell Keken the truth that her son had impregnated Farah. At the girl's request, Imelda won't open her voice until she tells Keken herself.

" Mommy sleeps first, you don't forget to rest yes" Imelda felt a little dizzy imagining her only son living from scratch. There is a sense of pity, because Keken is accustomed to living well and being served but he must have the heart of his son so that Keken values life more and does not underestimate money.

"Yes mom."