
Ken slowly stepped his foot while guiding his black bike which he did not go again. His footsteps stopped and parked his black bicycle in the yard.
Since then his gaze had been blank and his mind was thinking of Weva. Had he been wrong to have treated Weva that way.
Ken only intends to help Weva, not to hurt her. After all, the one who had asked for help was Weva not Ken.
"Knek!" Girang Laila while running up to Ken who seemed to complain tired and turned to hug his son.
"Where are you from? Hem?" laila asked worriedly while stroking Ken's cheek.
Ken did not answer, competing he clicked his lips and turned to sit on the porch of the house making Laila wrinkle her forehead in wonder.
"Well, Keken?" His hers touched Ken's shoulder and rubbed it gently.
"Keken why?"
The atmosphere became quiet. Ken did not intend to answer the question his mother made his mother again stroke Ken's hair that looked wet, this was clearly due to sweat.
"Ken why?"
There's no answer.
"Oh yes Ken, this is from your best friend," he said as he stuck a black and white handsfree towards Ken.
Ken stared quickly at the handsfree that his mother gave him, Ken is very familiar with this handsfree. Handsfree is handsfree that he has given to Weva so that Ken can hear whatever Weva says wherever weva is.
"This is not it ?"
"Yes, this is your best friend who said it to Ken."
Ken's speechless. So, Weva really stopped to lose her weight. Ken again breathed a long breath and complained of annoyance to make Laila again astonished.
"Why, anyway Ken? I think that's a lot of trouble? Hem's? Why?"
"There's nothing."
"What's wrong? Your handsome face was even pouting constantly Keken said it was nothing."
"Ken should, dong be honest with Mama."
Ken turned to look at Laila who seemed to smile so very beautiful. He should explain this matter to Laila.
"Ken! Why sweetheart? Same with Mama! Mama's gonna be ready to hear everything Ken's talking about."
Ken breathed a heavy sigh.
"Mama." Saddened Ken then leaned his head into Laila's chest which immediately laughed to find the spoiled attitude of Ken who suddenly relapsed.
"Why Keken, Mama's dear child is the same father? Hem, why?"
"What are you buying?"
"Candy?"
"Balloons?"
Ken turned his head away and looked at his mother's face with Ken's face looking confused.
"Cock, balloon, anyways, Ma?"
"Well, what on, dong? Want to eat ice cream?"
Ken clicked his lips. He was a sad little boy who couldn't get candy and balloons or ice cream.
"Ah, Mama was kidding me, nih. Uh, Ken's going to go to the room!"
"Oh, du du. Sorry Keken!" laila said quickly and pulled Ken's head back and turned his head to his chest.
Ken closed his eyes while hugging his mother's body while Laila's hand continued to stroke Ken's head.
"Why, honey?"
"Today Ken made someone angry, Ma."
"angry? Ken made someone angry?"
Ken nodded.
"Loh, who?"
"Friend of Ken."
"That fat one" guessed Laila.
"His name is Weva, Ma," Ken scolded and he got up and sat up straight.
"Yes, Yes. Sorry, deh."
Laila smiled and then tried to stroke Ken's head and bring him in Laila's arms again.
"Why is it the same with Weva? Em, fighting?"
"No" objected.
"Well, why then?"
"Just a word of mouth."
"Huh?" The shock of Laila made Ken rise with his surprised look.
"Yes," he replied innocently.
"Geez!"
"Why, Ma?"
"You're the same Weva fighting ?"
"Yes," Ken replied with a face of confusion.
"Cium*n so?" laila asked with a face of shock while moving both hands giving a kiss code in front of Ken.
Ken was shocked to see the tip of the fingers formed into a cone was seen kissing scene right in front of his two rounded eyes.
"Who kisses*n, Ma?" asked Ahmad who appeared from behind the entrance made Ken and Laila look over.
Mr. Ahmad ran up to Ken and Laila and sat in the middle of the two with a suspicious look.
"Who kisses*n?" ask Ahmad again.
Laila smiled then immediately approached and whispered something into the ear of Ahmad who now rounded his eyes.
Ahmad opened his mouth in shock. Both of his eyes glanced at Ken who was astonished. Mr. Ahmad closed his mouth that made Ken even more astonished.
"Why, anyway?"
Not long after the surprised face of Mr. Ahmad immediately smiled full of ridicule.
"Cieeee, Keken," teased Mr. Ahmad while poking his son's arm.
"What, the hell, Father?"
"Cieee."
"What, sir? So strange. Cie what? Mama, what did Mama whisper to you?"
"Cieeee, keken," teased the ahmad again while re-picking Ken's arm made Ken laugh.
Ken didn't mean to laugh, but to be honest his father's face was so funny.
"What, anyway, sir? I laugh again. Strange father, this."
"Cieeee, Keken. Honestly, I'm the same father!"
"Honestly what, sir?"
"Ah, the Keken pretended not to know anymore."
"Well, Ken doesn't understand."
"Ehem, Keken kissed*n, yeah?"
"Oh, who said it?" shocked Ken who was so shocked.
"Lah, it's not Keken himself who told Mama," said Laila.
"No!" deny Ken fast.
"Cieee, lie to ya." Colek pak Ahmad again with a gaze full of temptation to make Ken laugh.
"That's laughing. So really, dong."
"No! Father's face is funny that's why Ken laughs."
"Okay, the Keken. Don't lie to me."
Mr. Ahmad turned his head towards the courtyard area of the house and looked back at Ken who had a confused face.
"Hust! I promise you, I will not tell people. Suer, yes."
"What the hell, sir?"
"Yes, it's okay. You're not angry, are you, Pa?"
"Yes, I'm not angry either, I'm the same Keken."
"Ah, what the hell, anyway?" Upset Ken then got up and ran away from Laila and Pak Ahmad who looked at Ken's departure.
"Ken!" call Mr. Ahmad.
"Well, how angry, anyway?" Laila was amazed to see Ken's departure who ran into the house.
Bruack!!!
Ken violently slammed the door producing a loud enough thumping sound that made both of his parents flinch in shock.
"Slow down, Keken will be Keken's hands clamped!" laila's Reprimand.
"Yes, later can not kiss*n again," added Mr. Ahmad made Laila laugh.
The two now laughed and looked at each other making the atmosphere both become silent.
"Ehem, I guess we've been around for a long time, not kissing"
"Hust!" reprimanding Laila then laughed while landing a single blow on her husband's arm.