KAFKAS
CAUSE, YOU'RE MY PRIORITY.

•^_Happy Reading•

It seems that the time Kafka spent with Alta was still lacking. After last night just came home after dinner with the Alta family. On Saturday morning, Kafka was in the house of Arta Narendra. She had perched sweetly eating breakfast at Gaby's company. While Alta still rolled lazily on top of her bed. No matter the hour hand it shows at 09:00 in the morning.

"You spend the breakfast first, let Alta Aunty call."

Kafka nodded with a smile. "Yes Aunt, thank you."

After a few minutes of listening to Gaby's nagging telling her to get up and get down for breakfast. With a shunt step he entered the bathroom to clean himself up. It took half an hour for the girl to perform her bathing ritual to go out and down the stairs, stepping her feet towards the dining room. He stared flat at Gaby who was busy chatting with her lover.

"Old old?" alta asked while pulling the dining table chair.

Kafka nodded while chewing his breakfast. And Gaby told BI Narti to get him the fried rice sausage and Alta's favorite beef egg. "Breakfast first deck,"

"Yes Ma"

"Sorry, force Alta to finish her meal, yes." she got up from her seat, walked towards the room. Who was nodding his head by Kafka.

After a few minutes later, Gaby exited the room with a neat dress code in the style of a boutique owner. "Sir, mama went to the boutique first. Maybe going home in the afternoon and you're at home with Kafka huh, BI Narti permission to go home after neatly cleaned up."

"It's a weekend, why go to the boutique anyway? Keep me at home let alone for Kafka?" Protesting the girl, he could not believe how his parents could trust the kafka and let their daughter be in a house this big just alone with a guy. Because he was really alone, because his brother since yesterday had gone up the mountain with campus friends, while Papa Arta since morning had left the city.

"When you have an appointment with a client today, you are calm, Kafka will not dare to mess around." Gaby stared at the clock in her left hand. "Caf, Auntie titip Alta. If he's chatty and troublesome, you just go home."

"Ma," Alta protest. He felt devastated as a child. "This is whose son is it? Kok even Kafka who looks like a child to Mama."

"Let's be a candidate."

Alta grunting. "Ye new candidate too."

"Lo want to be official now? I am okay-okay. I've got the blessing of both your parents, right, Tan?"

Gaby smiled and immediately nodded. "Udah akh, Mama's late" Gaby doesn't care about her son's whining. He immediately forcefully kissed his daughter's forehead and thrust his hand toward Kafka for Salami.

After a few minutes of Gaby's departure, Alta invited Kafka to leave the house.

"Where are you? No one will take care of your house?!"

"There's security sir, where's the cake. Mumpung first date." the girl approached Kafka who was still a henchman sitting on a chair while fierce. "Come on," he pulled Kafka's hand. Instead of answering, Kafka pulled Alta's wrist back and grabbed the girl's waist.

"Kafka's."

"Emm,"

"Corn."

Not asserting Alta's invitation just he again tightened his grip. His face was getting closer to Alta's. Kafka breath with the aroma of mint out and can be felt by Alta. Alta held Kafka's chest with her hands and turned her face.

Kafka chuckles little "Liat me, Al." then Kafka smiles with his mischievous grin "Gue doesn't want to walk if you're still dressed like this, Al. You can tempt me, but I wouldn't be willing if you tried to tease a lot of other guys out there." Kafka kissed Alta's forehead at a glance, then took a step back. "Lo change the pants, lo. I'll wait in the yard."

Alta nodded her head, then in a quick motion she peeked at Kafka's right cheek, running up the stairs to her room.

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After waiting for Alta a few minutes to prepare, now both of them were in front of the page.

Kafka gives her black jacket her pride "Where's the ladder?" pinta Kafka to let Alta put her hand in the jacket and put it on to wrap it perfectly in Alta's body. Tidy with that, Kafka did not forget to also put a helmet on the small head of Alta.

"That's very complete"

"Must, 'cause you're my priority."

"Sh**lo, make me salting." Alta held back her smile. While Kafka only smiled faintly responding to Alta's jokes while riding a motorcycle and wearing his black full face helmet, and followed by Alta riding a motorcycle.

"Ready?" tanyanya gently.

"Em," cried Alta with a big smile. He also placed his head on Kafka's shoulder, tightly hugging the body of the handsome young man who these days made Alta drift because of the young man's treatment, which was so sweet.

The motorbike that Kafka now drives has been driven on a crowded road body.