KAFKAS
WHY SHOULD I LIE? WHY SHOULD I BE HONEST TOO.?

•^_Happy Reading•

The house is very large and spacious which is dominated by white color it looks very quiet. From the front only looks like a security guard.

"Safe sir, open the gate." Kafka instructions from a flat screen (Door bell) beside the gate.

"Ready Mas."

"Mas road? Where's black?"

"Kafka Stay Sir, Kafka enter first."

"Yes, it's."

Kafka walks first and is ekori by Alta.

"Assalamualaikum, Mbu." said Kafka while pressing the bell, occasionally he also knocked on the door.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, wait a minute A." replied someone from inside the house of Kafka.

Before long the sound of the door lock checks were heard opened and the door was wide open featuring a figure of a beakbaya woman, who else if not Bi Maemunah.

"Tumben A, no black voice. Aa's coming home on what?" ask Bi Mae.

Not answering, Kafka immediately shook Bi Mae's hand.

"Kafka walk, Mbu."

"Where is the motor?"

"Where to Stay near Jl. Garudas. But Kafka told Gaishan to take it."

"Yes already, Aa shower keeps changing clothes and dinner first, Mbu has cooked" said Bi Mae while glancing at Alta. Bi Mae did not dare to ask something that was private and cornered. Like asking about Alta, asking why the bike was left on Jl. Garuda, even asked the state of Kafka's face that looks bruised. Before Kafka himself told the story or asked for help.

"Feed it, take one to Kafka's room, Mbu."

"Good A."

"Come." take Kafka holding Alta's hand towards the stairs of his house.

"Why come here?" alta asked confusedly.

"Don't ask too many questions, just follow me." ketus Kafka.

"Let's wait here."

"Let's come along."

"Lo's coercion." - his grunts while tailing.

With a shunt step and a frenzied look looked around. "Kaf, this is a big house but kok deserted well. Bonyok lo haven't been back to work?"

"Not yet."

"What time are they behind it?"

"Depends they want to."

"Huh? How'd that mean? How do you feel lonely?" exclaim Alta while climbing the stairs and looking around the magnificent house nuanced white .

"No." even though the answer is no, still the feeling is different from the reality. During this time he felt lonely with this condition, his parents were only always busy with their respective affairs. Going home early in the morning, sometimes not coming home for months just because of a job. Therefore he was always a child who acted in order to seek attention and affection. Kafka is a good and smart boy.

"Wait, why did you invite me into your room? You're not gonna macem-macem, are you the same kaf as me??" asked Alta again when they were both on the doorstep of a modern room dominated by black and white.

"Kaf, woi, Kafka? Do you not listen to it?" alta exclaimed slowly, but Kafka seemed reluctant to answer.

"Sorry, don't you dong?" but Alta was still following Kafka who walked further and further into her room. Right in the bed, Kafka sat on the small sofa in front of the bed and threw his shoes in any direction. Kafka rubbed his face rough.

Alta became clumsy on her own with the situation at hand. The long-haired beautiful girl who was still wearing the typical school uniform of Lantern Nation was just silent while standing in the doorway watching Kafka.

"Excuse me A." said Bi Mae while bringing a tray containing two glasses of clear orange juice and one rice meal complete with side dishes. Then he put the tray right on the nightstand in the corner of Kafka's room.

"So Miss didn't come in? Why just stand at the door?" bi Mae said back after she saw Alta just standing up.

Alta simply smiled in response to Bi Mae's words.

"Miss is afraid if Aa's gonna mess around?" then bi Mae smiled. "Just calm down Non, Aa won't fuck around. Although Aa Kafka looks very cold and ferocious but she will not do anything to tarnish her pride as a boy of the Keizkara family, so please come in."

Alta looked back at Kafka then she turned to Bi Mae, her feelings raging.

"Please Non enter." Bi Mae invited Alta over while nodding.

So it was like getting a convincing answer from Bi Mae that Kafka would certainly never do anything like that, then Alta went in and sat on the sofa near Kafka's corner.

"Yes A." passed away leaving Kafka's room.

Kafka, who was sitting on the sofa bed, walked towards Alta. He stood looking at Alta's nyalang while bowing his face towards Alta's face.

Alta with a reflex movement immediately rewinded her seat, she stared fearfully at Kafka, her feelings increasingly palpitating.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" his words rose an octave.

Kafka smiled jail looking at Alta's face. For some reason when Alta showed a pretentious attitude even made Kafka feel so very happy. There was a sense that Kafka could not explain, the more Kafka intended to bring his face closer to Alta's face.

"BANGS*T." cried Alta while trying to hit Kafka on the head.

Kafka caught Alta's hand. Now the faces of the two are only a few centi with the position of Alta who sits leaning against the padlock and Kafka standing up with her face leaning.

"Gue won't forgive you, if you're the same macem as me." said Alta Vibrating, Kafka immediately flicked Alta's forehead and laughed sweetly.

H.ha.haa.haa.."Alta, Alta, who wants to fuck with you. I want to take this plate. What do you think I want, huh?" kafka's words made Alta look up to see Kafka.

"Now, eat first. Do you know how to laperkan? Sorry to make you think of a macem." Kafka thrust the rice plate towards Alta and sat down beside her.

"Cock just one? You don't eat?"

"Gue's still full."

"Seriously, am I eating alone? Or do you want me to bribe?"

"Gue is still full" he replied, then focused on the phone.

Bi Mae entered Kafka's room with a white box in her hand. "The box I put here yeah, A."

"Yes, thanks. Oh yes Mbu, if there will be Gaishan here bring a kafka motorbike. Tell him to put his bike in the trunk, yeah. And if Gaishan asks Kafka, say Kafkanya has not returned."

"Okay, Mbu excuse me. I'll continue to clean up again."

Kafka nags "Yes."

"Why should you lie?" oceh Alta while chewing her mouthful.

"Why should I be honest?" looking down at Alta.

"Ye, asked instead behind his nanya." Alta protested looking back at Kafka.

Kafka who gets the look back on Alta also becomes groggy himself, making him wrong.

"*BANGS*T, why even make my feelings not this way." Kafka* inner*.

While at the main gate there are already two handsome young men who have been entrusted to take and deliver the black, Kafka's favorite motorcycle.

TET...TETTTTTT'S...TEEETTT!!!

Immediately Mr. Aman security Kafka house immediately opened the gate.

"Thank you Father who? Uh it turns out Mas Gaishan and Mas Sanz, tumben came here?"

"We're here for a meal, sir." chirped Sanz.

"Woh, I'm late here. Bi Mae just went to share food to the security front of the complex." said Mr. Aman.

"Don't listen to Sanz, sir. Is there kafka?"

"There is no yo Mas" replied Mr. Aman who had been entrusted Bi Mae not to say that Kafka was already at home.

"Where are you, sir?" it was Sanz's turn to ask.

"Well, Mr. yo ndak know. wong from the morning after leaving school until the day is still not Muleh, maybe hanging out with other friends."

"There's no way sir, the black is the same as us."

"Bye, piye. Then the Masnya walk dong huh? Then you two want to do something?"

"You want to black back, yes, we want to say Bi Mae. Yes, yes, sir. We want the headquarters first. Who knows Kafka's at the base."

"Yes, it's Mas,"

Yes, I'm the one who blacks into the trunk. We're both saying yes, sir."

"Yes, thank you very much. Black has been sent back."

"Together, sir."