The Seed You Threw
Chapter 18

"What's your name?" ask Dev. He took the two boys to a pretty fancy restaurant in New Delhi.

Krish and Rahul did not immediately answer. The two of them were amazed by the beauty of the interior of the room chosen by the famous singer. Dev invites them to a VIP room, where no one can enter.

The two boys looked at each other, then smiled. Dev kept staring at Krish's brown eyeballs, his wiggly eyelashes reminding him of Kiran. Then, he shook his head quickly. Brushed aside the shadows of Kiran's face that continued to adorn every day even every second.

After being looked at deeply, Dev felt like he had a resemblance to the boy. However, he did not want to always guess. In fact, he was always disappointed by the fact that he had never been on his side. Anyway, how could that poor boy be his son. Kiran must be living well, right? The last time he saw Kiran's look was quite good, even her appearance had not changed. Still wearing fine clothes, without him knowing that the clothes Kiran was wearing at that time were gifts, Neha. The woman who had always been her helper Goddess.

"So, what's your name?" ask Dev for the second time.

"My name, Rahul. And he is, Krish. My best friend." Rahul embraces Krish with a smile.

"If you're my friend, why did you laugh at me?" asked Krish innocently. "You laugh at me because I'm poor" Krish continued.

"You're always offended by what I say, you know I joke a lot" Rahul said.

"Already, already. You guys don't fight, Uncle brought you here for fun. You can order whatever you want" said Dev.

"Really?!" Rahul looks happy.

But not with Krish, the boy remembered his mother. The woman always put herself first, so she was sad to be able to eat good. Her mother did not know what to eat at work.

"Why? Is something wrong?" ask Dev.

"Can I pack the food?" krish asked in a pretty slow tone.

"Sure, you can bring home the food for your mother" Dev said.

Krish instantly sumringah, his eyes sparkling happily. If she can eat well, then her mother must eat well. Finally, the two boys ordered their favorite meal.

"Can I ask you something?" ask Dev. His request stopped the activities of the boys.

"What's? Just don't tell us to pay for it because we don't have any money" Rahul replied with a mouth full of food.

"No, I just want Krish to sing. Sing my song with shahdu" Dev's pinta.

"That's an easy thing, Krish will sing but later after we finish eating." Rahul always answered because from now on Krish was only focused on eating. He made use of it because he did not know when else he could eat a good meal in that restaurant.

"Why are you quiet?" ask Dev to Krish.

"He's shy, Uncle. Let him eat the whole thing" Rahul said.

The combination of faces that were not unfamiliar to him, why did he feel that seeing his face was also Kiran's face on Krish's face? However, he did not dare to ask much about it. He also rubbed the tip of Krish's head until the boy turned his head and smiled sweetly.

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Krish sings, he sings two songs. The song he memorized was a creation of his own mother, without Krish knowing what the meaning of the song was. Dev who heard it cried.

"Why is Uncle crying?" krish asked, he stopped the song at the last stanza.

"It's okay, Uncle likes that song because it's the creation of the most special person," Dev replied as he was.

Krish and Rahul forget something, they left long enough that day.

"Rahul, what time is it? We need to get home soon. Aunt Neha must have been looking for me, if my Mommy knew I was gone she could have been angry" Krish said. "Uncle, we have to go" said Krish.

"Yes, we have to go. Thank you for the food" Rahul said.

The two boys came out of the restaurant, both of their hands carrying packages. Dev did not forget to keep his promise to them. Krish and Rahul bring food to his parents.

And elsewhere.

Kiran is looking for Krish. What else does she know that her son went with Rahul. A child who is famous for his bandits. Kiran and her mother Rahul argue with each other.

"My son's gone must be your son's invitation!" sentak Puja Rahul's. "Breed often to the city to cram," he continued.

"Stop blaming each other" Neha said. He broke up the quarrel, although there was often a quarrel between them.

"But he's gone too far, Neha. He always blames Krish, he always feels himself to be the most right. And this time I don't like him blaming my son. And you said that Rahul came and took Krish away, didn't you?"

In the midst of the quarrel, Krish and Rahul finally return. The two boys came with innocent faces.

"Mommy, I'm home" Krish said suddenly.

"Krish, where have you been, huh?! Why do you always worry Mommy?"

"This is for, Mommy. Mommy should know who this is from, this is from Pama Dev. Idol singer, Mommy," Krish said.

Kiran rounded her eyes.

"What?" Kiran was surprised.