Princess Endut
94. Coconut And Meatball

"Huh?" shocked Weva.

Hearing that made Weva quickly turned to look around and it turned out that he was still around this place. Weva had just run four steps but, tiredness was not the head.

"Lot a splinter run! I'll wait here," asked Ken to sit in the long chair and sip the young coconut ice he ordered.

Weva stared, putting on a face full of cassians. Weva gulped his saliva. He was also very thirsty after the warm-up.

"Ken!"

"What else?"

"Seek, dong Ken."

"What did you say?"

Weva pouting. He fell down with his pursed lips.

"Weva wants that too!" Point Weva towards the coconut in Ken's hand.

"This?"

Weva nodded with a smile.

"No!"

"A little bit."

"Gue giggles you, dad!" ken threatened to make Weva pry her lips in annoyance.

Weva glanced cynically. His lips lifted up looking at Ken who was sipping his young coconut water again. So tickle this guy.

"Well, you're still here? Scrap run!"

"Yes, yeah. You stingy monkey," he said.

"What did you say?"

Hearing this made Weva quickly run away leaving Ken who was still relaxing there.

Now Weva began to run feeling every drop of sweat flowing from her forehead drenching her neck and all over her body being shaken as she ran.

Weva stopped her running and tried to regulate her breath that had been held in the chest, it felt very difficult to breathe for now.

"Basic stingy monkey. What is she that thirsty? I also have time."

"Emang, well Ken is a prospective inhabitant of hell. No pity on Weva."

"Liat now! Weva who was tired of running and he who was cool to drink coconut water. Gini, what is the name of the business?"

"What do you think is good? It's not a sport to slim down, but a killing ples sport."

"Aaaah, tired of knowing like this keeps on."

Weva rubbed his wet chin and before long he began to sniff something so familiar in his sense of smell.

Ocehanya managed to be stopped by the smell of the fragrance. It felt strange however, Weva was called to run and chase after the smell of fragrant spark that suddenly passed in front of his nose without permission.

Weva stopped her steps quickly followed by her two rounded eyes staring at something that was so shocking to her.

Oh myGod. Is this the answer to the suffering he got from Ken.

"Bakso!" weva's screams were so excited with sparkling eyes.

Weva ran over to the man who was serving some buyers with lips that were endlessly smiling beautifully.

"Mas!"

"Want a meatball, Neng?" the man's question made Weva nod.

"How much?"

"Weva order three bowls, yes, Mas!"

"Three?"

"Yes, Mum."

The meatball seller turned left and right to look at Weva who was just standing alone.

"Who did it for?"

"Make me, Mas."

"Well, it's monggo sitting on a chair!"

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Ken sighed after tired of staring at the watch in his hand, it had been over for five minutes and until now Weva had not come.

Ken got up from his seat and turned to stare at the street hoping Weva would emerge from there. Ken ruffled his hair irritated by this indistinct wait.

"Where is this fat guy, anyway?"

Ken was silent for a moment. He sat down and got back up. Tired of it, Ken decided to go along the road that Weva might pass.

"Awas ajah lo, well fat if you even sit and do not run."

"Ck, if you really think, I'm going to mince and punch your stomach until your belly fat is destroyed."

"Oh, just look!"

Some people who were busy running casually turned to look at Ken who was cool talking to himself.

"Aeeeemmm, that's really good." Pleased Weva when the meatballs had soaked his thirsty throat.

Weva is already very homesick with food called meatballs, well even though this meatball is not as wise as meatballs that mas Tono sells in his favorite stall, which he sells, but still Weva always fell asleep with food called meatballs.

"Make one more bowl, yeah!" have Weva file one of her index fingers.

Ken stopped his steps when a familiar voice rang out in his ear making him look around trying to find the figure of Weva.

"Where are you fat? I guess if you're fat I can see you quickly, but it doesn't turn out, either" said Ken with his gaze still staring around.

"His drinking was ice, Dad!"

Weva's voice was heard again making Ken turn to look at the fat body that was sitting on a long bench.

"Oh, ho ho turns lo here, hem? Where to eat meatballs again. Look out, yeah !" ken frowned while punching his fist into his palm.

Weva again sipped the delicious meatball sauce and occasionally his hand grabbed the glass and sipped cold water that was so refreshing in Weva's throat.

"Emmmm, ah really good huy," Weva shakes and puts the glass on the table.

Ken stepped quietly so as not to be caught by Weva who was still cool with his food.

Ken grumbled angrily staring at the three dirty bowls that were on the long bench right next to Weva who was still unaware if there was Ken behind him.

"Enak, yeah?" asked Ken who was now sitting beside Weva while propping up his chin.

"Great boy, dong," he answered, still unconscious.

Ken nodded while trying to contain his anger.

"Well, by the way, how many bowls are there, if you may know?"

"Four."

"Four?" surprised Ken.

"Yes, this meatball is delicious, so Weva ordered a lot, huh."

"Oh, that's delicious, huh? Until that much message, huh, Endut!!!"

Weva's smile vanished from her lips. The meatballs in his mouth stopped. There's something weird here. Weva knew that voice, it was Ken's.

Weva took a sip of his saliva and immediately turned to look at Ken who had been beside him.

"Any Ken!!!" surprised Weva made the spoon and fork in Weva's hand immediately fell to the ground. 

Weva got up from her seat and bit her lips so scared. Ah, you are dead Weva. Now it looks like Ken will be really angry plus again when Ken saw the entire bench that there are three bowls of meatballs that have the appropriate portion of jumbo that Weva ordered earlier.

Ken got up from the bench making Weva's lips shake.

God, what should Weva do now? Weva quickly turned away intending to run away. He put his foot down, but Ken shouted.

"Don't run lo!"

Weva took a deep breath and exhaled slowly trying to win herself and turned to look at Ken.

"Ehehehe, Ken."

Weva laughed while combing her hair with her fingers. His intention was only to melt the atmosphere and not to make Ken angry, but Ken's flat face made Weva limp.