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Keenan, who was busy with his work, took his eyes off at a glance when there was a message notification from his phone.
A message from Rio's name id says, He stops his job first, and picks up his phone.
"Ft." Rio could no longer hold back his laughter, as he looked at the photo sent by his sister-in-law.
"Gosh, why can they act this silly when they're together" Keenan said, accompanied by a slight ruckus from his mouth.
"Hopefully with you being with Mom and Rio, it can be a bit of a trauma from that incident" he continued.
Given all that, Keenan so remembered back to the fate of the case of Alana and Toni.
Keenan also directly contacted Alvin who is still on duty, to monitor the case development of their case.
"Vin, what about the development of their two cases?" ask Keenan.
He would not even mention Alana and Toni again.
"Everything went well, sir. But, Mr. Toni admitted that he was harassing on his own accord, without any interference from Ms. Alana."
Alvin begins to explain the current circumstances of Alana and Toni's case.
"The confession automatically makes Ms. Alana escape from one of our suits" Alvin continued.
"That's what I expected before. Let it all be .. but, remember not to let the woman get away with our other demands" Keenan replied.
"Keep watching over her husband and children, lest the man do anything that harms us" Keenan continued.
"Good, sir."
Keenan immediately disconnected his phone, after hearing the answer from his older assistant.
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Time went so slow for Keenan, he kept moving uneasily as time passed lunch.
One more week continued to be next to his wife, it was enough to get him used to it, so it was difficult to be far apart even if only one day like this.
He kept flipping through the file in his hand with a mind that was completely unconditioned.
Keenan looked back at the clock on his wrist, he then sighed tired, while the time was still showing at two in the afternoon.
Why are you so long the way, is my watch broken? The feeling from earlier did not move, inner Keenan.
"What's wrong with you, Ken?" Garry, who happened to be visiting her son's office, asked.
He was already caught off guard by Keenan's agitated behavior since then.
"Well, that's okay, Pah," Keenan replied.
Garry only shook his head faintly, looking at the behavior of his youngest son. He certainly knows the reason his son is like that.
"Is your job done?" ask Garry.
"Already, Pah. This is just waiting for the meeting schedule with the branch head, at three o'clock later," explained Keenan.
The man has indeed finished his work, he who likes to do work when Riska breaks, now feels the benefits.
When he just entered work, he had completed all more than half of his work at home, to this day only a few files that he had not been able to work before.
"Yes, you can go home when the meeting is over" said Garry.
Keenan smiled happily at the words spoken by his father. Even though he had to wait a few more hours to get home.
"It's really, Pah. Isn't there a scheduled visit to the project later in the afternoon?" ask Keenan to make sure.
Earlier this morning Garry asked Keenan to accompany him to monitor the progress of the project that is still in the city.
"Well, let me go there myself" replied Garry.
"Thank you, Pah," said Keenan, smiling happily.
After talking about some of Garry's work, he finally decided to go back to his room.
While Keenan started preparing the file, for his meeting with the branch head in a moment.
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He sat on the floor, with his legs straightened. While Rio cleaned the former cleaning tools into the kitchen.
Just a small activity just felt tired, but usually this one house he himself cleaned it.
Indeed, after he went wild from the hospital, Keenan never allowed him to do homework.
Her husband, who prefers to do it himself, does not involve Riska.
"Geeh! Why it feels so tired, yes" complained Riska while wiping the sweat on her forehead.
"Why, tired huh?" mother asked while holding out white water in front of Riska.
Riska looked up then smiled as she took the glass in her mother's hand.
"Yes, Mom. This must be because Bang Ken is too effective for me, so tired," said Riska a little grumbling.
Mom smiled and sat down next to her daughter.
"That's because you are pregnant young, so you like to be tired," said Mother, her hand rubbed slowly the lower abdomen Riska.
Riska smiled, she took hold of her stomach, it was always nice to remember, now she is pregnant with her husband's child.
"What's right, Mom? I also often get nauseous in the morning, sometimes wake up immediately run to the bathroom because the stomach is not good" Riska told her mother.
Mom just smiled, she then looked at the face of the child who looked paler than usual.
"Nothing, it's all common for pregnant women. Just enjoy everything, later also if you have more nausea that you experience will slowly decrease," explained Mother.
Riska smiled then nodded, agreeing with Mom's words.
"Over time, Mom, pregnant Risk what is nausea and weakness like this too?" tanya Riska, began to be curious about the process of pregnancy of her mother first.
"Yes. I love to look at your father's face. If there's your father, I want to be angry." Mom starts telling her past while pregnant with Riska.
Riska smiled, she listened intently to every word her mother said.
"Your father even took a sprain, because I never want to whip her up." Mom chuckles a little, though her eyes look teary.
"But, when you were born, the mother who was upset because your face was very similar to your father. While your father laughed happily, he even continued to tease Mom."
Riska chuckled, hearing her mother's story, although she could hear her mother's voice growing heavy as it held back the crying.
"Hopefully, Riska's child can be fair and not just like Bang Keenan aja," said Riska, rubbing her stomach.
The sudden remark of Riska made Mother chuckle, as well as Rio who had just come, after bathing first.
"If I think anyway, meningan like Kak Keenan, as he is a tile," said Rio, join.
"Yes, what if it's a boy, what about a girl? Time, handsome too. Besides your brother is me, why look like Bang Ken? You're not cool!" gerutu Riska did not accept.
"Yes, biarin. If it looks like Kak Keenan, although the girl must be also beautiful, just like Naura," Rio's pretext increasingly likes to see Riska upset.
"Naura, is Bang Ezra's son, not Bang Ken!" debate Risk.
"But, his nephew Brother Keenan." Rio was still teasing his brother.
"Mom, look at Rio!" shoot Risk.
"Did, girl. How dare to ngadu," ledek Rio.
"Of course, you guys are. Rio's there quick to prepare, aren't you going to pray in the mosque?" mother said, divorcing her two children.
"Yes, Mom. It's me too" Rio replied as he entered his room.
However, before that Rio first stuck his tongue towards Riska, making Riska even more upset.
"Rio!" yell Riska growled.
Rio instantly closed the door of the room, avoiding the rampage from his brother.
"There you take a shower too. Look, this time the flour gets to the hair," said Mother, stopping Riska's annoyance.
"Yes, Mom." Riska went to the room to pick up clothes.
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