Romantic Short Story
THE PROLOGUE!

"Love is an emotion of strong affection and personal attraction. Love can also be interpreted as a feeling in a person due to its forming factors. In the context of the philosophy of love is a good trait that inherits all the goodness, the feelings of compassion and compassion."

My name is Kinara Ayubima, I was born in Busan, South Korea on October 18, 2000 and now I want to study in Jakarta, Indonesia for a reason. My mother's name is Laudya and my father is Lee Seok Joon. My parents are now busy working in Busan and I want to live alone in Jakarta even though my mother's family doesn't like me in Jakarta because my mother has a problem with her parents in Jakarta.

I'm a little geeky because I like to wear glasses and oversized clothes and also a little not smart to tie hair. I'm actually good at studying in school and it's also hard to change my appearance. That is the reason I want to become a Fashion Design so that my appearance can change.

Next week will soon enter the month of new student admission at the famous ESMOD JAKARTA in South Jakarta. I said nervously to my parents all of a sudden because I signed up online and I graduated when I didn't tell my parents first.

"Mom, dad. Let me go to college in Jakarta!" I said so nervous to my parents at night enjoying dinner together.

"Why do you suddenly think so? Is there a problem so you want to go to college in Jakarta?" Ask dad.

"Well, there's no family there that cares about you! I don't want to go to college in Jakarta." Ask my mom a little angry.

"I want my independent mother, father. I honestly have friends there. I thought he was so nice." My answer is still nervous.

"Isn't registration closed since 2 weeks ago. Why don't you prepare yourself for college. I thought your job was just reading all along. Basic children's room wants to be madiri even though the only thing is the room." My father told me to nag me.

"Dad, I signed up online 3 weeks ago and congratulations on graduating." I said so excited and my nervousness started to go away.

"Where?" Ask my mom to me.

"At ESMOD Jakarta." I answered and looked at my parents' faces so teary.

"Isn't it Fashion Design or Fashion Design?" Ask my mom again.

"Yes right! I want to be famous fashion like sister. Ardistia Twiasri, Dian Pleangi, and also.." I said disconnected because my father suddenly threw a glass so suddenly.

Prooque...

"There is "in Korea as well. Why do you want to go to Indonesia." My father first told me so very angry.

"Dad please! Only 3 years after that I promise to go back to Busan." I said back nervous.

"Oh 3 years! You think 3 years is 3 days." My father said and went to his room.

"Mother! How come dad suddenly like that to me. Though I've already cleaned my clothes to go to Jakarta." I said while crying.

"If mom and dad let you. I'm sure mom and dad don't feel good about worrying about you every day, son. Moreover, you are an only child, if the mother's family there does not hate us. I'll send you without thinking long." My mother said and hugged me.

"Look, mom, I'm a big boy. I don't need to be paid for my parents' money anymore, Kinara wants to be independent. I'm sure I'll try to get a scholarship there." I said while stroking my tears.

"Mom let you, son! Now talk to your father well. Come in and beg with him. I hope your father will let you." My mother told me.

"Good!" I said then I went to see my father in his room.

I first entered my parents' room, I was so surprised by the contents because there were 2 separate beds inside. There are also 2 wardrobes. I focused on talking to my dad who looked disappointed.

"Dad! So this is why you always lock the room and don't let me in?" I asked so surprised.

"Laudy..." Shouted my father to my mother.

"What's the matter, baby?" Asked my mother to my father so nervous.

"Think before you let Kinara into our room. Look, finally today will be revealed our past." My father said he was getting disappointed in my mother.

"I'm sorry, baby! Kid, Kinara. You come out first, we'll be...." My mother said while crying.

"No! I wonder, why are you and mom's room like this?" I asked while crying and then away from the distance from my mother and father.

My father immediately said so honestly in front of me, that I was not his biological son.

"You're not father's son. And that's why I don't want to let you meet my family and your mother's family again." My father answered, his eyes were so teary looking at my mother.

"meaning! No way, I'm dad's real son, aren't you mom?" I asked my mother.

"I'm sorry, son! He's not your real father." My mother answered to break my heart.

"If I'm not father's son. Why did you marry your mother? These aghs are making me dizzy, what's the matter with you guys, huh?" I was very disappointed.

"I married your mother when I was 6 months pregnant. Cause why? Your mother used to be in college in Jakarta, she was impregnated by her sin because your mother's grades were a mess. Back in college in Jakarta, I was your mother's best friend...."

"Honey, don't explain it to Kinara!" My mother told my father to explain his past.

"Keep!" I said then I approached my father.

"Your mother was found out in front of her parents that she was pregnant. Your mother called me and told me to take responsibility that I was the one who got her pregnant when the truth was wrong. I don't know why the family hates us when I married your mother."

"Enough! I get it, I'm sick of it. It is fitting that when I go home from school it is always forbidden to travel with friends and always in the room just like prison." I said and went back to my room crying.

"I think my savings are enough to get there to Jakarta! I have to get out of this house. I'm sick of it." My mind then broke my piggy bank.

The next day, my parents told me that they wanted to go to work in his office. My mother gave me money, a credit card and an ATM and a piece of paper tucked under the door. The paper says that my mother sent me to Jakarta today. My mother also wrote down the address of the house she had rented yesterday. A few hours later I was at the airport. When I got there I saw a man's wallet fall suddenly. I took the wallet and gave it to him.

"Sorry sir. Your wallet's down!" I said after patting the man's shoulder.

"Oh, thank you so much." He said and continued his journey to the plane.

"Wow handsome face! I thought he was Indonesian. Oh, looks like me and him are one plane." My mind then continues my path.

A few minutes later I was on the plane. It turned out that my mind was not wrong, the man who was beside me. The man was sleeping so suddenly that his plane had not yet flown. The plane will start flying! I was frightened and unintentionally held her hand because it was the first time.

"Good God, my God. I'm scared!" My tone was so slightly large that I was unknowingly touching the man's hand.

The man woke up and looked at me so horror.

"Hey didn't you first get on this plane?" Ask the man to me.

"Yes right! I'm so nervous. Does my voice bother you? Wear earplugs to get your sleep back together." My answer is very nervous.

"Let go!" Said the man to me.

"Let go of what?" My toot.

"Your hand touched my hand." The answer surprised me and then let go of my hand.

"Oh sorry." I said then looking at his face.

"Don't look at me. I don't like." He said and went back to sleep.

"Huh! It's a shame." My inner.

A few hours later I was at South Jakarta Airport. I was so confused to see the address of the house written on the paper while walking and accidentally stepped on the man's foot again.

"Ouch.you again. How could you step on my foot." The man said to me a little angry.

"sorry. Do you know the address I'm looking for?" I asked the man while showing him my paper.

"of course! This address is the same as my home address. Come with me." The answer.

"Where?" Ask again.

"Gosh, you said you wanted to find this address. So come with me, please." The answer embarrassed me.

I followed the man all the way to a car park. The man kept his suitcase and mine in the trunk of his car and got into his car filled with thick dust.

"Why?" Ask the man back to me and then get in his car.

"Why so dirty." My answer is disgust.

"Gosh... hey! I just got home from Busan for 1 month, so I left the car in the parking lot. Come to think of it." He was almost angry and asked me to speak.

"What's your name, by the way?" I'm nervous.

"Kevin." The answer was short and then started running the car. Kevin gas his car so fast in the parking lot, suddenly my head hit because it brushed forcibly.

Poks...

"Ouch. Hiks, so arrogant are you! Careful dong. Look at my bruised eel." My free words suddenly appeared to be like talking to my disrespectful classmates.

"Hey, you're wrong. Wear the seat belt first. Next time you have to speak politely with me huh." His words embarrassed me back and put the seatbelt on the car.

"A very nice village this one. Huh!" Inner Kevin.

"Hey! Don't we seem to be the same age. Let's talk free." My word.

"Well! Free mouth. How old are you?" Kevin asked while driving his car.

"Me! 20 year. You seem to be 18 years old. I thought you ran away to the point that your car was this dirty." I answered like I was talking to my classmates.

"Huh! 20 year. Hahaha your face looks old and geeky. That's how I feel sorry to see you turned out to be 20." He said while laughing.

"How old are you? 20 Also, huh?" My toot.

"Me! 25 Years." The answer surprised me.

"What! You look like a high school boy." My words make my face red.

"the next time you meet someone new. Gentlemanly, huh you shame people." He said then stop.

"Why stop?" My toot.

"My gas is almost dying." The answer then turns towards the first.

A few hours later I arrived at my destination. I see that house is very luxurious. I was so surprised that the house my mother rented was so compatible with me.

"Thank you very much." I said to him and suddenly his father came to him.

"Who is he?" Ask Kevin's father to his son.

"So he was confused at the airport and wanted to find his destination. It turns out he's our neighbor's dad." Kevin answered his father.

"Oh. Call me Mr. Bima or Om Bima." Said Mr. Bima to me and asked me to shake hands.

"Oh yes. My name is Kinara." My speech.

"There are a few houses here, so where is my house?" I asked so nervous.

"Just right next to our house on the right." Mr. Bima replied to me and went into his house with Kevin.

"Thank you, sir." I said and went into the house my mother rented.

My something inside. I was very amazed because the contents of the house were clean and neat and suddenly a woman came in neat clothes while wearing clemek.

"Excuse me. Aren't you Kinara?" Ask the girl to me.

"Really! you who?" My toot.

"I'm.I'm your assistant. Just call me Auntie." Answer with a smile. "Your mother took care of this last night. You don't have to bother anymore."

"So this house now, is mine." My inner.

"Thank you." I said then headed to my room.

A few minutes later, a friend I knew online suddenly called me. My friend's name is Ifa, I've been friends with him since 1 year ago. He also recently became an alumnus and wants to study with me.

sing sing....

Kinara: "Hello!"

Ifa: "Hello, Kinara! have you arrived?"

Kinara: "Well, it's just."

Ifa: "I want to see you right now. Ask me your home address?"

Kinara: "Open Your WhatSapp, I've activated my location."

Ifa: "Good! I closed it bye."

"Evening the night the purifier met me. I hope he's good at theming."

A few minutes later the sound of knocking on my door was heard. I was in a hurry to open it turned out that Ifa had arrived so quickly.

AssalamuAlloys...

Tok tok....

"WalaikumHail. Holy hooch! you're so fast, man." I said and hugged him.

"I'm glad we're neighbors." His word.

"What part of your house is it?" My toot.

"That's it...My house." Ifa said while pointing at Kevin's house.

"What! you're Kevin's sister?" I asked so surprised.

"Well! why do you know my brother?" Ask Ifa back to me.

"Oh that.tadi, I mmm. I'm on a plane with him and he's on. Forget it." My answer.

"All right! so then...Can we sleep together tonight." Said Ifa then blinked her eyes.

"Didn't I look geeky? I first made a friend who was so like..."

"Here you are, you are beautiful. Come on in,"

"All right!" I said and went to my room with him.

"Well when you take your glasses off and don't tie your hair either. You're so beautiful it turns out." Say Ifa to me.

"My eyesight is a little short-sighted! Because I used to play games when I was a kid with an android." I said.

"Let's sleep! let's continue the story tomorrow. Good night Kinara." Ifa said to me and slept next to me. Zzzz

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