Princess Endut
136. Night Market (Night full of Happiness part 1)

Weva got up from the chair as Ken pulled her and led her through the steps holding Weva's wrist.

"Ken! Where are we going?"

"Streetings. You want to take a walk, right?"

"But instead of Ken's head still dizzy, huh?"

"No, no, no."

Ken stopped his steps. He smiled after looking at Weva.

"Emm, now we're good at what, huh?"

"But really, isn't Ken dizzy anymore?"

"Really."

"Not lying, is it?"

"Eh, Endut. You think I'm weak?" ken's great-grandson made Weva smile.

"Okay, if Ken is already angry like gini means Ken is not dizzy anymore. Yuk!"

Weva strode with passion across some of the night market visitors passing by and some of the busy traders.

In the back there Ken looks smiling looking at Weva who stepped exactly like a child, but unfortunately this one child jumbo version.

Weva paused her steps and looked down at the several bracelets on display. There are various kinds of bracelets with different colors and sizes.

"Wristbands, deck!" bargain with the man.

"No, sir. Weva just saw it."

Weva continued his steps making the new Ken stop his steps intending to stand next to Weva turned his head.

"Wevs!"

Weva paused her steps and turned to look at Ken.

"Will I buy a bracelet?"

"No," replied Weva who turned back intending to leave.

"Lo choose it! Let me pay, consider it a gift from me."

Weva turned back to look at Ken who was seen lifting one by one the bracelet that was there.

"Not to thank."

Ken's smile vanished from his lips, but a second later he put his face back on as if he was not sad.

"Why? Don't you like bangles?"

"Now, Weva already has a bracelet," Weva replied so happily showing a red bracelet on her wrist.

Weva turned and walked away leaving Ken who immediately smiled and nodded slowly in understanding. Ken stepped casually following in the direction where Weva was stepping.

Ken laughed as he felt like he had become Weva's bodyguard following him from behind. But it's okay to take this as a sign of sorry because all this time he always scolded Weva.

Ken stopped his steps staring at Weva who was standing in front of a ghostly poster cave that looked creepy. Weva jumped enthusiastically and looked up at Ken.

"We go in there, okay?"

"ghost house? Lo sure?" ken's lyrics don't believe.

"Weva was sure" Weva replied while jumping up and down.

Aaaaaaaaaa!!!

The sound of shouting rang out from within making Weva's leap come to a halt with a smile suddenly vanishing from her lips.

"Lo's sure?" ask Ken again.

Weva glanced doubtfully.

"Yes-believe," he answered hesitantly.

Not long ago a crowd of people ran out with a face that was so frightened towards Weva.

Weva's two rounded eyes stared in shock at all of them who were running towards her. Weva's body moves as Ken pulls her and manages to land in Ken's arms.

Weva's eyes were rounded as her cheeks managed to touch Ken's chest which was so fragrant of his scent. Whether it's the scent of the perfume that Ken wears or indeed it's the characteristic scent of Ken's body odor.

Ken glanced cynically at the people who had already moved away from him. Fortunately he quickly pulled Weva, otherwise Weva might have been hit.

Ken looked down at Weva who was looking up at him. The gaze of the two was long enough that the clinking sound of a meatball vending bowl resuscitated Ken and Weva.

Ken turned to look at his hands on Weva's shoulder. Since when did he hold Weva like this.

"Sana lo!" it was Ken's annoyance that immediately pushed Weva away from him.

"Did, what the hell, anyway? Ken's own people are courting Weva."

"God! You should be thanking me. If I hadn't been interested, you would have fallen."

"Whatever, Ken."

Ken looked back at Weva who was walking away leaving him. Ken breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Weva did not suspect that he was nervous when Weva was very close to him.

"Ken!" call Weva who is jumping up ahead.

Ken grunted in annoyance.

"Why else, the fat one, anyway" whispered Ken then stepped over to Weva.

"Let's go inside!"

Ken looked up at the writing of the board at the top of the entrance.

"Karoke?"

Weva nodded in spirit.

"Make what, anyway? Can you sing?"

"Well, I can. Nih, small," Weva said, moving her fingers hinting that it was indeed very easy.

"Oh, huh?"

"Yes, yes. Want proof?"

Ken did not answer. He glanced at me from the tip of the foot to the end of Weva's hair.

"I don't believe it, same thing."

"Oh don't believe it. Well, I'm with Weva!"

Weva stepped inside the karaoke room leaving Ken speechless with his flat face.

Is this serious?

Two minutes later...

Weva grabbed the black microphone and held it tightly with a high level of confidence while standing in front of the big screen after choosing a song for her to sing.

Weva turned her head to look at Ken who was just sitting quietly on the sofa while looking at him.

"Listen, yes Ken voices Weva!"

"Em," said Ken lazily.

The sound of music rang Ken scrunched his forehead in confusion after hearing some pretty strange music. He looked at Weva who was moving his head left and right like a child.

"Wake up my morning and keep showering. Don't forget to brush your teeth...."

Ken giggles after hearing the song Weva sings is a children's song that does not fit the age of Weva.

Weva glanced in confusion. He stopped the music and propped his waist up to look at Ken.

"Ken don't laugh, dong! Can noise. Weva wants to focus on singing."

Ken got up trying not to laugh, but this was too funny.

"What is the focus on singing children's songs? Huh huh? Haha."

The corner of Weva's lips lifted.

"Still mending Weva who can sing instead of Ken can't sing."

Ken's laughter stopped. His face that had been smiling since then was suddenly flat.

"Oh so the story is easy? Do you think I can't sing?"

"Yes yes. Ken can only be angry."

Ken laughed cynically.

"Here!"

Ken snatched the microphone from the shocked hands of Weva.

"Sit down there!" Show Ken to the sofa.

"Lo sit down and you hear my voice!" his orders make Weva want to not only be able to obey.

Weva stomped her legs irritated and threw her body onto the sofa making the sofa sound almost broken.

Ken turned to look in shock making Weva also round his eyes.

"Not broken, is it?" tanya Weva is scared.

"It's okay to break it. We'll pay here."

"Oh, yes, yes" replied Weva who immediately smiled foolishly.

The sound of music was heard making Ken glance at Weva while raising his eyebrows so pede.

"Now, you heard me sing! Consider this a lesson for you, so you know how to sing well."

Weva just nodded enthusiastically. From his face Ken seems to be good at singing and seems to have a good voice as well.

"Ehem, ahem."

Ken arranges the sound of the esophagus while touching his neck. Looks like this is the heater before he gives Weva his best voice.

Ken took a deep breath. He opened his lips in front of the microphone. He was ready to sing making Weva look impatient.

I woniiiiiiiiis!!!

Aaaaaaaaan!!!

How cruel......

Weva's eyes were rounded with wide-open lips staring at Ken who was shouting in front of the microphone exactly like a possessed person.

Far from good words. Ken's voice is even worse than a broken radio.