We Are Together
Nineteen

"For my dear mommy," Keysa greeted in her sweet voice.

"Beautiful Keysa on the other hand." said Linda while biting the toast on top of which was chocolate jam. But his view can not be separated from the sparkling face of his favorite daughter.

After giving each other a short greeting, the two now seem reluctant to open their mouths again. Focus on each food, regardless of the atmosphere that returns to feel quiet. Naturally, the previous days were like that too.

Keysa only eats with his mommy alone—remembering that both his parents divorced when he was a child. He also felt devastated by it, but he was so reluctant to tell his mommy, he just did not want his mommy to be sad. That's all it is.

Keysa immediately put his shoes on the ceramic before landing his butt in the chair next to Linda. The next second he smiled faintly. In front of it is served chocolate jam toast and a glass of white cow milk. Kontan she immediately devoured the bread until it ran out, and gulped the milk until it ran out.

After Keysa finished eating, he immediately rushed to put on his shoes. He walked over to Linda. "Keysa went to school first yes, mom," Linda said to Keysa as she grabbed Linda's palm, fuming her back with affection.

Linda smiled widely for a moment. "Yes, honey, be careful?"

Keysa immediately nodded in response, bringing her face closer to Linda's face and giving a glimpse of her mommy's tapered cheeks. In the next second, Keysa swung his feet towards the bus stop in front of his house, occasionally singing slowly while enjoying the fresh air because it had not been exposed to much pollution.

Keysa sits his ass in the seat of the stop in front of him there is a highway that still looks lonely— there are only a few vehicles that pass through it. She took her phone that was nailed to her skirt, then opened her Instagram app.

Keysa glared when he saw the many notifications that flooded his Instagram because of last night's post. Where he took candid— photos he really was last night just a fad. Keysa smiled faintly, his heart feeling warmed again.

The reason is because Darel also commented and defended him from the haters. She was also happy when Darel started following her on Instagram, for some reason her thumb was moved to press the follow back word. The sound of the ear-shrinking motor stopped right in front of Keysa, but Keysa was shocked.

The guy opened his full face helmet and showed off his handsome face. Unfortunately the guy did not come down from his motorcycle that is bold red, the guy smiled thinly towards Keysa—but unfortunately Keysa did not see the smile because it looks faint.

"Let's go up," he said, his baritone voice sounding heavy and hoarse, but it sounded sexy in Keysa's ear.

That's Darel, Darel Arsenio.

"Kok lo can be here anyway, Rel?" Keysa asked curiously as he moved from his seat. His forehead was frowning in confusion. A second later Keysa swung his legs to get closer to Darel's bike.

How could he not be confused try? If suddenly Darel comes to him. It is impossible if Darel knows his home—remember that he has just communicated with Darel. Darel cleared his throat slowly to ease the nervousness that had engulfed him at this moment.

However, his eyes could not be separated from Keysa's beautiful face. "Gue was his intention to leave through here—"

"Eh, even look at you here, yes I am just samperin," he continued.

Keysa nodded his head softly at the sign he understood. To be honest he was a bit hesitant to believe Darel's words just now. However, he did not want to bother about this. "There you go, you're late," Keysa re-opened his voice with a sweet smile.

While Darel? He shook his head slowly, sign that he didn't approve of Keysa's words just now. Darel cleared his throat slowly before starting to say. "I just nyamperin you here because I want to ngajak lo go with—"

"Bay the way, how many minutes are you waiting for the bus?" Darel asked by raising one of his eyebrows.

"When ten minutes have passed, when no bus has appeared?"

"Mending with me, count to not be late,"

Keysa let out a long sigh and then he exhaled violently. The next second Keysa bit his inner cheek because he was now nervous and worried. "Gue actually wants to, Rel,"

"But you know your boyfriend if to me it was his inn want to thrash? If not, it must be claws,"

Sontak Darel immediately chuckled amusedly after listening to Keysa's words that he thought were very adorable. Darel was silent again and did not budge at all. Now, Darel is struggling with his own mind. It's true that Keysa said just now.

It's true that if Sherly is the person is very possessive of him, especially if it is about the affairs of women close to him— Sherly certainly will not let it go. "Udah Key, let me take care of Sherly. You want to go with me, right?" Darel asked in a low tone. His face again looked flat as usual days. To be honest, Darel was a little interested in approaching Keysa— given that both have the same hobbies—.

Keysa squeezed the dark brown skirt with a huff. "Eum, how are you?" Keysa glanced at the face of Darel who was still looking at him.

"Yes," Keysa finally decided his choice—when in fact he was a little hesitant.

Sontak Darel immediately grinned. He cheered in his heart. The next second Darel directly down from his motorbike then he took a special helmet for girls—actually the helmet was often used Sherly—remember that Sherly often whined for his piggyback ride.

"Gue put the helmet on, huh?" Darel asked in a low tone that sounded soft on Keysa's ear.

Kontan, Keysa nodded in agreement. There was no reason to refuse Darel's request just now. To be honest, Keysa also did not want to if he and Darel were late. Could he and Darel be told to run around the field as much and worse is told to clean all the toilets in Red High School? Hell no's. Better to run than clean all the toilets.

Suddenly, Darel's jet-black iris meets Keysa's honey-brown iris. Their eyes met, Keysa's heartbeat racing faster than ever before, as well as Darel's. But as much as possible Darel hid it. Keysa is glued to his place as he is fitted with a helmet by Darel.

Keep in mind that at this time his heart feels flowery, really. In the next instant, Keysa first broke off his eye contact with Darek first. He cleared his throat slowly to reduce his awkwardness. Keysa immediately threw his face to the side—actually at this time he was wrong.

"Let's go now, Rel," Keysa said a little clumsily.

Suddenly Darel instantly realized from his daydream, a thin smile on his lips. This makes his face more handsome. Shortly after, he nodded once and immediately boarded his motorbike, then followed by Keysa after.

"Hand on my waist, don't tell me because I'm not an ojeker,"

Keysa then smiled broadly after hearing Darel's words just now that sounded funny in his ear. "Gue's not good with Sherly, Rel,"

"Entar tip I end in the stamp as a actor again kayak kemaren," continued Keysa accompanied by a small laugh.

"Udah, Lo don't think he's mute," Darel reprimanded while moving Keysa's palm that had been on his shoulder to be on his waist with his left palm. He really wanted Keysa to hold his hand on his waist instead of his shoulder.

Darel began to drive his ninja motorbike red. Leaving the bus stop and splitting the highway that looks crowded in this morning— as usual the highway began to be crowded. Darel smiled behind his helmet. Somehow he felt if there were butterflies floating in his stomach.