Princess Endut
146. Be happy?

Ken who was in the bathroom was wearing a white towel to cover his waist up to his knees. Ken stared at his face for a moment on the mirror surface while rubbing his wet hair with a towel.

Ken breathed a long breath. His steps intending to step out of the bathroom were instantly stifled as he glanced at the jacket that was in the basket of dirty clothes.

He stepped closer to the basket and grabbed a jacket and reached for a photo emblazoned with the figures of Ken and Weva. This photo is one that Ken took from a trash can basket after Weva told him to throw it away.

Ken continued his steps out of the bathroom and chuckled. Weva's face and his face look very funny here.

That beautiful smile could not be lost from Ken's lips. He threw his blanket on the bed and laid his body up there.

Both eyes fixed on the figure of Weva who looks gaping before he fell earlier.

He moved his thumb to touch the surface of Weva's face while smiling happily. Ken didn't even understand why he could smile like this just from looking at Weva's picture.

Ken placed the photo onto the surface of the mattress and turned to stare at the ceiling of his room. He closed his eyes for a moment until the events as long as he walked in his memory.

Weva's smile and laughter seemed to be imagined and excited in his sense of hearing. Ken never spent a whole day with a girl and for the first time he did it with Weva, the fat girl who had been the bully.

Ken did not understand his feelings when he was with Weva. His heart rate, his breathing pattern, all of it increased with regard to Weva.

Well, Ken admitted if he felt something in his heart. Ken smiled again and again and he did not even know how many times he had smiled because he thought of Weva.

Her fingers moved and landed on her lips that had been presumptuous and without excuse kissed Weva's forehead.

Will Weva be angry! Hah, he didn't even think about it before kissing Weva.

Ken bit his lower lip with shame and not long after he got up from the bed. He glanced at the photo of them still on the bed for a moment before he grabbed a piece of the photo and got up.

Ken pulled up the chair and decided to sit down in front of his Barbie-themed study table.

He ripped a piece of paper from the middle of the book he took from his black bag. Ken pressed the tip of the pen against his forehead repeatedly slowly trying to think of something he wanted to write.

Ken began to move his pen producing black inked writing on the white paper. Ken stopped the movement of his hand, looked at him for a moment before smashing the paper into a round and throwing it into a trash basket.

Something seems wrong with that writing. Ken again grabbed the paper and went back to writing and then compounded it when the contents of the writing did not match what he wanted.

This was not only done twice, but dozens of times, but did not make Ken give up. To scattered everywhere even to land far on his mattress. Ken did not care, what he thought was the contents of this letter that he made in accordance with his expectations.

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"This, Non."

Weva was shocked. He quickly flipped over a photo that he had been staring at without getting bored. Ken here looks handsome and look at Weva! Even he did not look at the camera, but he just looked at the face of Weva as if Weva was staring at the man who became his first love.

Waitaminute! Weva's first love remains Brilyan, isn't it? Weva hope so.

"Thank you, Mbok."

"Yes, No."

Mbok Rosi stepped out of the room after putting a glass of warm water on the table. Weva actually did not have the heart to tell Mbok Rosi who occasionally yawned with my eyes when stepping out of his room, but what is possible to do. Weva only by Ken's orders.

Weva grabbed a glass of warm water and drank it carefully. Weva breathed a long breath. Ken's advice is useful, Weva feels much better after drinking warm water.

"Bobo!"

Weva runs up to Bobo and pulls the panda from Bobo's mouth, which is seen biting the panda's neck.

"Bobo! How, bitten, the doll? It's a Weva doll. Bobo can't bite!"

Weva sat herself on the bed, rubbing the cheeks of the panda doll before she hugged it tightly with a smile.

He put his body on the bed. Both of his eyes looked seriously at the ceiling of his room. He rubbed the head of the panda doll that was still above his body. The memories of last night's events will never be forgotten in her life.

It felt like Ken's gift doll that was still in his arms made Weva feel comfortable.

Crossing Weva's mind about the kiss made her slowly move her hand and touch the surface of her forehead.

Weva smiled shyly and again her cheeks became reddened by remembering the incident earlier.

"Why did Ken kiss Weva on the forehead?"

Weva covered her face. I think he wants to scream out loud. Weva touched both cheeks that felt warm. God, why did it become like this.

"Weva why, anyway?"

"Why would Weva feel this way if Ken was the same?"

"Yeah! Weva, Weva why?"

Weva got up from the bed. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly and then he was silent for a moment.

"ah! Weva can't!" the breakup that returned laid his body to the mattress.

"Weva! Conscious!"

"Weva must remember Brilyan!"

"Must!"

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The atmosphere of the silent night seemed to have become a true friend of peace and a man who was now sitting in front of his window that was wide open showing the view of the city that looks flickering down there, he said, no less beautiful to the stars that are studded up there.

Brilyan propped up his chin lamenting the formula he had learned from his black notebook.

Brilyan got up from the chair, he lowered the black curtain cloth covering his wide window. Brilyan stepped closer to the cupboard and stared at one by one the provisions belonging to fat girls who always come every day to give fried rice for him, and he was always there, even though he had been a few days now he no longer found the provisions in the table column.

Brilyan looked up at the other stuff. There's enough of it here that even Brilyan can't count it. The fat girl had always brought provisions for her from her elementary school until now.

Brilyan did not understand why the fat girl would do that to him while he did not care what he did.

Brilyan smiled faintly and after that he stepped towards his bed. He placed his little notebook on his chest and closed both of his eyes quietly.