KAFKAS
IKUT

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Alta got off Kafka's black motor, and the girl walked straight to the entrance of her house.

"Airta?" Call Kafka, but no response from the girl.

Upset by Alta's actions, the young man immediately went down, running small to align his lover's steps.

"Lo's angry?"

Hearing the young man beside him, Alta stopped her steps.

"According to you?"

Kafka was silent, the young man could not answer. He was only able to close his eyes slowly, seeking calmness while breathing the air slowly. I heard the sound of breathing caving.

"Okay, I know I was wrong. I'm sorry" the young man smiled, restraining his emotions.

Alta turned to look at Kafka's face. "Gue understands kaf, lo jealous. But you don't have to teach him?"

"But Al,"

"Please, this time I don't want to hear the defense of lo. I just don't want to be punished." Alta let out a long sigh "Thank you for coming back, now I want to rest."

After saying those two sentences, Alta again walked over to enter her residence. Coinciding with a red car entering the yard of the house. Alta knew so well who the owner of the car was that she paused for a moment.

Arta Narendra, yes the car belonged to Alta's father. The middle-aged man who still looks cool and dashing just got out of his car after almost a day struggling to undergo his work activities as a famous architect, alta and Kafka were standing at the door. Followed by a beautiful woman behind him who also just came down after being picked up by his beloved husband from his boutique.

"Eh there's kafka, Come on in" said Gaby, Mamah Alta.

Kafka smiled, welcoming Mama Gaby and also Alta's father. Greetings and close their hands to Salim.

"Who's Mah?" ask Arta.

"Ah this is Kafka, Pah. Alta's boyfriend." whispered Gaby who can still be heard.

"Oh, come in son?" arta said, while embracing Kafka with a sweet smile that was clearly printed on her countenance.

"Okay Om" Kafka smiled triumphantly, then stepped inside to approach Alta who was now sighing and pursed her lips.

"Why is her boyfriend left outside, again telling her story?" arta's Goda to Alta who now hugs her tightly. The girl shook her head slowly, Arta smiled with the response given by her only daughter.

"No crap, his lips are a manyun." - Gaby. "Your aunt's son is Kaf? Until it crushes. Why the same face?"

"Ah this, ordinary tan." said Kafka while holding his face. "The reason is not Kafka anything, do not know what is happening!"

Mama Gaby shakes. "Yes let's go in, it's not good if it lingers outside, already want magrib too." they all go inside.

"Mr?" call Gaby.

"Yes Bu" exclaimed the art at the Arta family residence.

"Please make it a drink for Kafka and Father, yes."

"Good ma'am" after answering, the art returned to the kitchen.

"Eh, where are you going, deck?" asked Arta who saw her daughter playing gawking up, leaving Kafka.

"You go to the room, Alta's tired of going to bed."

Kafka looked at Alta, while Arta who was still sitting on the sofa immediately nagged. "Where can sleep at this hour, baby. Sleeping after the ashar prayer until the Maghrib can cause some adverse effects on health. Papa's beautiful childhood doesn't understand?

Hearing his papa's words that sounded like he was looking for an excuse so he wouldn't leave Kafka, sounded like defending Kafka. He can only be upset. "Yes, if so Alta would take a shower first."

"Keep me waiting here? Follow." the question he asked Kafka managed to make Alta, Gaby and Arta widen their eyes perfectly.

"You want to come upstairs, to Alta's room?" Arta answered Kafka's silly question.

"Can Om, then?"

Kafka smiled as he looked down badly. "Oh my goodness, Kafka was just kidding. Some do not dare also macem-macem same son of Om. Alta Galak, already rich tiger."

The family chuckled at the same time.

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The clock has shown at 19:00 WIB, while waiting for Mbak to prepare dinner for the Alta family. The two teenagers were sitting in a garden gazebo next to the house, because Kafka was still not allowed to go home before dinner together.

"Al?"

The one called instead threw away his face and preferred to stare at the fish pond below.

"The cave is here Al, you don't have to look into the fish pond. Who else is talking about those fish over there?" kafka said in a sitting position next to Alta, then leaned his head on Alta's shoulder.

In that instant Alta looked up, pushing Kafka's head slowly. "Not to be gentler, heavy." Keto.

Hearing Alta's taut tone made Kafka smile thinly. "I'm sorry, baby, please forgive me" begged Alta to forgive him.

"Ishhh, lo nyebelin"

"If you want to smile, then smile, Be. Don't wear it in resistant. If you want to be angry then be angry do not make gemes."

"What the hell lo."

Suddenly both hands of Kafka grabbed Alta's hand, making the girl stare at her. "His anger don't dong for long, I've apologized from earlier. You have no pity on me. Look it's been battered, in the ketusin girlfriend herself, I'm sad."

When lo I turned into me you, it turned out for Alta his damage was not playing.

"Wrong you yourself, anything immediately gelut, anything playing a punch." Unknowingly the girl so nagged. "Gue want you don't like fighting, don't like to make trouble and make trouble, can you?"

Kafka nodded "Can, for you."

Now it was Alta's turn to be salted by Kafka. "Take care of me you are, not pantes also for you"

Kafka chuckled, "Disease himself is also his." the grumpy guy who is usually impatient, this time just because the words of a girl sitting next to him became obedient. "Have you been forgiven?"

Alta smiled, then nodded.

"Yes, here hug."

Alta instantly eroded the distance between them, submerging her head in the chest of Kafka's field. "Gue don't want to see you rich gini kaf, it must hurt right? Except urgent and desperate. You can dehalurin hobby fight lo, I promise not to be ngararang."

"It hurts a little, Be."

"Lying lo, I know it must be sick. Why the hell are you so battered like this?" said the girl as she raised her head to look at Kafka's face.

"If I'm gini-rich, maybe more attention, Be." smiled and kissed Alta's head.

"Kaf?"

"Yes"

"Sin is not if I blaspheme my own boyfriend with harsh words?"

Kafka laughed, "Kaga Be, I'm the one who's guilty of sin. I'm a good boyfriend."

"NAJIS, PD VERY SIH." shouted Alta, rolling her eyes slurred.

"I told you, you're angry about making a gemes."

"Keep what?"

"You're eating you alive" said Kafka, curling Alta's head, becoming anxious himself.

"Udah exclaims with her. We have dinner first, Papa has been waiting for the two of you to eat together." exclaimed Gaby who was standing in front of a large glass door that connects the living room with the garden next to Alta's house.

His second point turned to Gaby. "Disturb the courtship" she sneered and immediately got up and stretched out her hand to help Kafka.