The Fake Couple
Just this once.

Indra, Papa Ikram interrogated Kinanti that second as well. Raut does not like to be clearly drawn in the tired face of Indra who just arrived from America. The feeling of the middle-aged man was dashed with anxiety.

What if this beloved son of his to impregnate the children of people at a young age? Even though the boys swore they were just kissing and they did it for the first time. But, what about tomorrow? Moreover, Indra is rarely at home because he is busy doing business. Indra should be suspicious when CCTV at some point their house often dies. It must have been a deadly Ikram to smuggle the girl home.

After being satisfied to extract information from Kinanti, Indra said.

"This is the last time you're in this house. If you have business with Ikram, just finish it at school. Now go home."

"Pa!" ikram Protest.

"Cream. It's okay." Kinanti hinted that Ikram should not argue with his father, smiling even though his eyes seemed to want to cry.

Ikram. Then he grabbed his phone and called Mr. Herman.

"Sir, please drive Kinan home, please" he said guiltily to Kinanti, whom his father had just expelled.

"Where are you going? After all, you've had Mr. Herman escort her," prevent Indra while crossing her arms as Ikram was about to take Kinanti outside.

Ikram rolled his eyeballs and called the kitchen.

"Bik, the food that was already wrapped? Please get in Mr. Herman's car, Kinan wants to go home now. Let no one miss."

Indra took a long breath. Apparently his son was made bucin by the girl.

'Basic love monkey!!'

Indra is not willing if the future of his son is disturbed by the existence of Kinanti around him.

The middle-aged man also twisted his brain. Dealing with teenagers is difficult. If it is too frontal prohibit, Ikram could even rebel and play behind. He understood the slightly different nature of Ikram from his two more obedient Sisters. Indra has to play beautiful.

Indra secretly sends people to gather info about Kinanti and she gets reports that the girl's parents are on the verge of going bankrupt, even selling the house which is the last asset. Indra also met Kinanti's parents to buy the house with the best offer with conditions.

"Let's work together to keep our children away from each other."

Indra gave a reason so that Kinanti's parents were not confused to hear the condition.

"For I caught them kissing in my house" he said, staring at the two Kinanti parents in turn.

"In my son's room" he said with a little emphasis. At first glance there was a slanted smile that felt reproachful on his lips as if the smile was saying.

'Eat her proper education your daughter' then Indra cleared her throat before continuing her unfinished speech.

"If they are left free to relate, they may do even more when the opportunity arises" he continued, nodding at the fixated Bisma.

Kinanti's father looked surprised. Unlike the expression of his wife who was flat on the wall.

"I'm sorry my son got into the child's room, you." Bhishma answered with heavy breathing.

"I know very well how my daughter is. He must have had a reason why he was there. And why else would you let your son be free to take his girlfriend home unattended?" sahut Ara defended the princess.

"Okay, our son is equally mistaken. I was also wrong, not watching my son well during this time because of my busy life in America, Ikram so feel free to bring his friend home," Indra said after seeing anger in the gaze of his mother Kinanti.

"I'm sorry, we're also not keeping a good eye on our daughter." Bhishma said as she rubbed her heavy nape. He was preoccupied with his financial problems, dig a hole and close the hole to here and there to neglect his duties as a father to Kinanti Queensha. Then Bisma turned to his wife.

"Are you not checking Kinanti's whereabouts every time you go home from school, Ma?" reproofing.

Ara was silent and contemplating. All this time he had been convinced that his daughter would not do anything. Indeed, during the past semester Kinanti often returned late on the grounds of trying out the exam and the tight schedule of tutoring, Ara believes because the academic development of Kinanti to be increased. Ara was also happy that Kinanti often went home with many foods that saved their stomachs from starvation. But Ara did not think that all the food was from Ikram. It turned out that Kinanti lied to her, saying that the food she often brought home was from her female friends. And Ara was in shock yesterday when she saw a kissmark in the neck area of the princess who immediately grabbed her heart.

"We were teenagers too. There must be a special feeling boost other than just because of hormones. What else if it's not about first love?" Ara looked at Indra straight, upset her daughter constantly being cornered.

Indra took a long breath.

'First love? Bullshit, ' he said in his heart.

Then he said.

"I just want to make sure not to concentrate on learning our children are disturbed by their false feelings about love. Moreover, the rest of their time in High School is not until one more semester. They should be studying hard to face the test, not even dating. Moreover, I will bring a lecture in America. I want Ikram to focus on his study plan"

Indra stared at the two Kinanti Queensha's parents in turn. It was as if that look was saying.

'And Kinanti is really disturbing, please remove your child from my child.'

############

Now, in this hospital after ten years had passed, Ikram could no longer contain all the flavors that he had so long harbored.

"I love you, Kinan."

Kinanti choked feeling a soft kiss of Ikram on his forehead, then turned his face when Ikram's lips went down his nose and almost touched his lips, until the kiss of the man missed his cheek.

"Kram, you are married," Kinanti scolded as she calmed her timid heart as it felt a creeping breath over her cheek. And the man didn't even cut his distance from Kinanti's face.

"But I love you. Always you, just you, Kinanti." Ikram whispered while cupping Kinanti's chin and forced the girl to look back at him in such a close distance.

"Look at me."

Kinanti pushed Ikram away.

"Don't be silly" he murmured while holding his head suddenly dizzy, but not because of the effects of being hit by a motorbike but the effects of a surprising kiss and his sudden expression of love. Makes Kinanti want to cry between happy and angry. It turns out that all this time he was not wrong, Ikram did hold the same great feeling as it seemed. But why cover it up all this time? Even married to Amber? Kinanti was sure, Ikram must have known Kinanti was almost crazy because of it. Just so he's.

"Kinan, I don't mean to just leave you to America. But..."

"Cream, do you know what the meaning of but?? The word asserts that all the sentences you have said before become raw and useless."

"Kinan, please give me a chance to explain everything."

"For what, Ikram? It's all the past. Your love is not my right anymore. You have Amber. And I have Daffin." Kinanti swallowed a nervous spit.

'Sorry, Daffin. I had to take you with me, ' he continued in his heart.

Ikram laughed bitterly while combing his thick curly hair with his fingers. His eyes flickered staring at Kinanti.

"I'm not sure about your feelings for Daffin. You love me, Kinan. It's just me, right?"

Kinanti broke off her eye contact with Ikram. Anxious because this man was able to guess his feelings very precisely.

Ikram cupped Kinanti's chin, turned the girl's face back to her. Then the man whispered while looking at Kinanti with a frustrated look.

"Say that you love me too. I want to hear it directly from you, Kinanti. Just this once."

And seeing Kinanti speechless, Ikram kissed the woman's lips deeply. No matter the Kinanti thrashed with a weak energy and fell under his control.