From Duren Down To The Heart
Chapters 19. Keanu House

With so many questions running through my brain that I didn't realize, Keanu stopped the motor.

And then we stopped in front of a very large house, maybe 3 floors. The fence is very high and the yard is also wide.

Not long after, a security guard opened the fence of the house, and saluted Keanu.

What the hell is going on? Why am I being brought to this house? Whose house is this?

It can't be Keanu's house, can it?

Can a durian seller also own a house this luxurious?

"let's get off..!" keanu said after parking the bike.

"this..your house?"

"no.."

ah. sure is! How could Keanu possibly have a house this big?

"this is my parents' house." continued Keanu.

I looked at him. "oh?"

Who exactly is this guy? Why does he look so mysterious?

So many things about her that I didn't expect.

Is he now disguised as a duren salesman? But what does that mean?

Many people feel less fortunate with their possessions. While this?

Why would he be a duren salesman if he was a very rich man?

Hmmmm.. I don't get it.

"mayo Ma. We're in!" Keisya pulled my hand.

I stopped Keisya's hand. "Keisya, Mama want to go home? Mama has to go back to selling." I smile.

"kok come home anyway? Mama wants me to eat and take a nap.."

"yes Clar.. You didn't eat, we ate together here, huh?" keanu.

I cannot refuse the request of these two people. I couldn't bear to see the disappointed look on their faces.

Keanu pressed down on his house bell, and there was a neat and simple looking middle-aged woman who opened the door.

"Mama hasn't come home yet?" Keanu asked the middle-aged woman.

"not yet den, she said the Madam would be home a little afternoon."

"oh yeah, ma'am. It's Clara, it's me." Keanu introduced me to the woman. "Clara, this is Miss Sari, who took care of Keisya and me when I was a kid.

Ah.. It seems like this Sari ma'am has been trusted by the Keanu family for a long time. She doesn't look like ART, but looks more like Keanu's mother, because Keanu also has a lot of respect for her.

"this is my mom..! Not just Papa's friend!" keisya said, blaming Keanu.

I looked at each other with Keanu. This kid really!

Ms. Sari smiled. "oh, this is Mama Keisya huh? Pretty really, huh? Just like Keisya."

"iya dong, it's my mom.."

Ms. Sari invited me to sit down and bring a drink.

I looked around this large living room. But I only saw a photo of Keisya filling the wall in front of the guest chair.

I didn't even see a picture of Keanu.

"Mom, we haven't had lunch yet.." Keanu.

"oh, by any chance, I'm ready at the dinner table."

"Thank you ma'am.. If so, let's eat together!" Bring Keanu.

"all of you, I ate already."

We headed straight to the dining room at Keanu's house which was a bit far from the living room.

As I passed the living room, I saw a wedding photo that was quite large. I thought it was Keanu's wedding photo with Keisya's mom. But it doesn't seem to be.

Maybe it's Keanu's parents' wedding photo.

I think I've seen those two, but where?

And I also saw a picture of Keanu at graduation next to the wedding photo.

"mayo..!" Take Keanu to me, who still stopped because he noticed the photo.

I nodded and followed Keanu to the dining table.

And I sat down next to Keisya who was facing Keanu.

I cleared my throat. "whose picture was that?"

"oh, that's my Mama and Papa's wedding picture."

"ah." I nodded.

It turns out to be true.

****

I drove Keisya to his room, he said he was already sleepy.

The room is perfect for a child of Keisya's age. Keisya's favorite pink color dominates the room. And so many dolls from the small to the tall.

I stroked Keisya's head, and it didn't take long.

It might not have been a minute, Keisya's eyes had been closed.

Keanu was there too when I put Keisya to sleep. He just smiled looking at us.

"I'll go home first..!" I said as I exited Keisya's room and followed Keanu.

"yeah, I'll anter you."

"no, no nothing, I can take an angkot or order ojek online."

"why should you choose the way that is troublesome if there is a simpler way?"

"hm?" I looked towards Keanu and raised my eyebrows.

"there will be me here ready for you. Why do you want to bother messaging an ojek online or walk far enough forward to ride an angkot?"

I did not answer him, and just looked at him with a flat expression.

"after all you are here I brought it, and I repotted you. I won't let you go home alone.." This time Keanu put on a very sweet smile.

Keanu held my hand and led me towards the porch of the house.

What the fuck? Now he has the courage to hold my hand?

Aishis..

She didn't know, my heart almost slipped because of that. And now my hands are starting to sweat a little.

"wait here, I'll get the bike first." Keanu let go of his hand grip. And this makes me feel pretty relieved.

I looked around the courtyard of Keanu's spacious mansion. And my view stopped in the garage over there. I saw at least 5 or 6 luxury cars lined up. And the white sports car that Keanu brought when he took me and Keisya for a walk was among the rows of cars.

Oh.. Apparently he didn't rent that car to look cooler. But he does have it.

Who exactly is this man?

I was eager to ask about everything, but I was afraid of being too meddling in his affairs.

Who am I? I have absolutely no right to that. My status is just a friend selling Mas duren.

And I can be here right now just to fulfill Keisya's wish.

If it wasn't Keisya who asked me, I wouldn't have done this either.

"let's ride..!". Keanu is already in front of me.

I went up to him and got on the bike.

"hold on!"

"it!" I held the back of the motorcycle seat.

Keanu turned his head back. "kok hold it there?"

"where else is it?"

Song-again Keanu grabbed my hand, and kept it on his waist. "here.."

Wah.. This he. really!