My Talak, Mas
SS 2.31

"Don't know?" kinan said in a soft voice. Kinan's gaze turned towards the suitcase Bagas was opening.

Bagas innocently shook his head slowly.

"What the hell? I don't understand?" said Bagas who was getting upset.

BRACK ...

"Kinan says no, yes, don't open it. This is a lot of Kinan's underwear!! Don't you understand, sir?" said Kinan who was getting annoyed with Bagas.

"Gps ... Excuse me. I forgot, if we are different gender," said Bagas, covering his mouth with his palm that looks wide.

"It's not gender different anymore. Kinan and Mr. Bagas are of the opposite sex. It's not worth it either, we're both in one room like this. Maybe if there is a Father and Mother, we can be finished in the lecture," said Kinan began to be upset.

Kinan grumbled as he opened his big suitcase and began to stuff some of his original clothes into the closet. At least he has managed to move his clothes, neat problems or not, it can be done later again, if Kinan has free time.

"I became curious about your Father and Mother, Kinan? Can I contact you?" ask Bagas slowly.

Bagas was already sitting on a soft mattress while staring at Kinan who was busy tidying up his clothes. Kinan turned towards Bagas. Not understanding with the words of Bagas who since last afternoon looked strange with an unusual attitude.

"Why with Mother Kinan's Father? How do you want to know everything?" ask Kinan with a noble look on the bend. Kinan felt Bagas started asking a lot and was curious about him.

It's only been a few minutes, too. Kinan's words were not at all answered. Even there was a soft snoring sound from behind. Kinan looked back. With his leisure, Bagas laid his body on a mattress belonging to Kinan that has not been tried at all.

"What's? Mr Bagas fell asleep? Why is this so?" said Kinan quietly while clenching his hands in annoyance.

Kinan could only take a deep, long breath. The behavior of the director was rather unique indeed. So let. After all, Bagas has always been polite and never of any kind.

Kinan began to clean up all the contents of the two suitcases. Not just clothes. Some make up, toiletries have been prepared in their respective places.

Two hours, precisely now it's seven nights. Just finished, and Kinan was really feeling tired and limp. The throat starts to get thirsty and the stomach starts to get hungry. Kinan sat on one of the small sofas in the room as his legs climbed up onto the chair and cross-legged. The suit she wore was loose and stretched to cover part of her smooth thighs that were not covered by her short skirt.

"Why not wake up yet? It's impossible to wake up, right? If you wait until you wake up, it is not known what time Mr. Bagas will wake up," said Kinan slowly cursing. He himself went wrong. His body is tired of sleeping too. His stomach was hungry and thirsty. The fridge is still empty, there is no food or drink to enjoy.

Kinan stood up. He just threw it on that couch. Her hair was on the cepol up to her smooth neck with clean skin of ripe sapodilla that looks sexy.

Her body is tiny and only wears a short skirt and shirt made of satin without arms. Kinan started looking for his phone. He ordered some food and drinks. Then, Kinan buys some drinks and snacks and some essential needs through online shopping applications.

He sat back down and opened a short message that since the afternoon was not in it. There are a lot of short messages coming in. One of them is from Mas Ardi, Mas Dimas, Ms. Shella, Father, Mother and Dika ... This name, now sell aggressively and is always in every short message that comes in or in missed calls.

One by one the short messages were opened by Kinan. And the short message that most made Kinan curious was the short message sent from Dika. The short message was lined up around three messages in the near future and there were two missed calls.

All three messages were opened by Kinan. The first message contained Dika's apology to Kinan for disturbing Kinan by calling many times. Then, the second message is, Dika's worry about Kinan, for the incident of his sprained leg. Then, the last message, Dika asked Kinan's latest address.

Kinan replied to Dika's message with a short answer.

"Tomorrow Kinan will tell you, if you meet," Kinan replied quickly.

Not long after that message was immediately replied.

"I don't work there anymore, Kinan." Dika replied.

"You out, brother?" ask Kinan in his short message.

"Yes. There's something else I have to finish." replied Dika plus emoji with muscular arms, indicating everything must be lived firmly.

"What is that, Dika?" ask Kinan back.

"If one day we are allowed to meet again. Then I'll tell you about all this. Ekhem ... There are other things I would like to ask me, Kinan?" said Dika in a soft voice.

"Why don't you tell me now, brother? You're making Kinan curious?" kinan said slowly.

"Have you eaten, Kinan?" ask Dika who was so caring and considerate in that short message.

"Yet. Just finished getting your clothes done. Again order food, but not yet come" said Kinan replied to the message.

The short message was no longer answered by Dika. Suddenly, his phone was inactive. At the same time all Kinan's orders came. Two fast food and beverage menus and an order from one of the mini markets that can be delivered.

Kinan prepared the two meals in a dish. In any case. Bagas was his superior and had both helped him to obtain a new residence.

"Kinan's? You didn't wake me?" said Bagas from the direction of the middle room that is connected to the mini bar that is used as a clean kitchen as well as the dining room.

"Pak Bagas's. Sorry it looked so good. But, Kinan ordered food as well. Must be hungry, right?" ask Kinan in a quiet voice while busy making latte coffee that Kinan used to make for his two brothers who were too spoiled by making Kinan coffee.

Bagas walked to the dining room. His face still looked tired and sat on one of the dining chairs.

"It's buy?" tanya Bagas saw two foods that had been placed in the dinner plate.

"Buy Sir. The new Kinan is done in order" Kinan said slowly while bringing two cups of latte coffee, one with sweetener for Bagas, and another without sweetener for Kinan.

Kinan placed the two cups of coffee on the table.

"Thank you, Kinan," said Bagas quietly with a sweet smile.

Kinan was no ordinary girl, not even an extraordinary woman. Not only beautiful, smart, but Kinan used to make Bagas happy.