Kean Hanum
Episode Nine

When departing they use separate transportation but when returning home choose to use the same transportation in observation Kaif. The man gave a rough breath feeling annoyed with a person like Kean who suddenly came like a hero.

On the way home Hanum ignored Kean who asked a lot. But when the transport passed through the traffic officer, Kean immediately pulled his hat to cover his head.

Hanum narrowed his eyes, but after seeing Kean's eyes closed, he thought the man was sleeping. Likewise with Ibam which is still comfortable and not disturbed when the transportation they ride begins to be full and crowded. Even Hanum and Kean are getting stuck.

"They're handsome, Kang?" said one of the mothers sitting across from them.

Hanum immediately glanced at Kean who nodded.

"do I look like you, Mom?" kean asked idly to reply to Hanum's glance.

"It's so similar, Kang. It is said that the child born more similar to the mother means the husband loves the wife and vice versa."

"Oooh means my son's mother loves me so much huh?" Kean's smile grew even more when he saw Hanum glaring and looking away.

"He was timid. If I mah da would be happy to have a handsome husband like this," said Si Mother with a distinctive Sundanese language.

"She, let's be honest! You love dad so much, don't you?" goda Kean made the other passengers smile to themselves. But instead of answering Hanum instead stepped on Kean's foot. "Yetoo."

When there was no more chatter, Kean pensively looked at the mother's deep face in his arms. Getting off public transport, Ibam just squirms for a while and then sleeps again. When he reached the house then he woke up it was still sticky on Kean.

"If you are still sleepy continue bobo in the room yes, Bam," said Hanum was about to take over his son but unexpectedly Ibam refused. "Mother's most handsome son, yuk sama mama. Too bad he's tired of taking a break too."

Instead of moving, Ibam even more tightly hugged Kean's neck.

"No papa, a child is usually like this when you wake up. Later also want to escape alone," said Kean.

"So you want to come into my house?" Hanum was near the door after laying the groceries.

"Well, if I can't get in, I'm coming with me to the house next door."

"Yes, he's come in" said Hanum Pafa, ultimately rather than letting someone else take his son without his supervision.

The rise of news of sexual abuse made Hanum and the other mothers anxious. Not only are girls dangerous, boys are the same. People who have fetish disease prefer unusual things. Same-sex dating, like minors and it's indiscriminate. So damaged is life in this day and age.

Kean smiled triumphantly, he entered and sat down on the simple sofa in the living room.

"Ibam, come down, son. Poor om-nya pegel gendong Ibam continues." Hanum still persuades the boy to come down and he can immediately drive Kean out of his house.

"Peals?" tanya Ibam plain. His round eyes flickered funny.

"Hmmm Pegel, I'm already a big boy. Sit here yeah!" Kean sat Ibam on the sofa next to him, "want to open the purchased toy?"

Ibam immediately nodded in spirit.

While tidying up the groceries into place, Hanum noticed the familiarity of the two men of different generations. They laughed so satisfied. If you remember again this is the moment where Ibam laughed satisfied like that. Ibam was like getting the figure he needed all this time. Daddyh.

Kean also took care and cared for the boy. He was exactly a father who was guarding the fruits of his love. He did not refuse when Ibam put various stickers on his face. After the iban is finished then Kean will reply by tickling the stomach. They laugh out loud.

If viewed carefully, true the words of the mothers earlier. There are similarities between her and Kean.

No way, Num, if he's Ibam's biological father, there should be a scar on the back of his head.

It didn't feel like it was late in the afternoon and Hanum was getting uncomfortable with Kean for a long time in his house. But he couldn't get rid of it while his son was still clingy with the man.

"Mandi yuk is late." All sorts of ways Hanum did to get Kean to immediately move into the next-door contract. He was uncomfortable with the neighbor's gaze which when passing by always turned towards his house.

Ibam looked at Kean with a look of fear of loss.

"Later after the shower can play the same again, Om. It's his house next door."

She followed her mother into the bathroom. Before long Hanum came back to Kean with a plate of market snacks they had bought.

"Your friend must not have eaten. Just bring this!"

Kean stared at the food Hanum was offering. He knew that the woman was expelling him in a subtle way. After receiving the food and saying thank you, Kean went straight home.

"Eat first, Hans." The food was offered to Hans and immediately accepted.

"Successfully?" hans asked with his mouth full of food.

"Fragile," Kean replied leaning his back against the wall of the house.

The two also discussed the plan ahead because it is impossible to hide forever. The cash Kean held was only a few million more. It would be impossible if they hitchhiked on Hanum.

The knock on the door made the two look together. Shocked in case it's the police officers who know their hiding place.

"Om Keeeeeeeen."

The two again breathed a sigh of relief when they found out that what had come was not what they were afraid of. It was Ibam who escaped from Hanum after wearing clothes.

"The mother here said you didn't?"

Ibam shook his head indifferently he focused more on the food that was on the plate. The food was from his own mother.

"Hey in your house is also a lot," said Hans gumas muffled Ibam's cheeks. "Kok this kid can stick the kek gini to elo. What's the pellet?"

"Gini day where there are pellets mempan. Nowadays if you want gaet girls do not need to be like that. Fan only girls use money, stick directly."

"But Lo refused Hanum."

That rejection is history for Kean. Where usually he's the one who rejects the women but not with Hanum. Instead of being fascinated by Kean's appearance and wealth, for Hanum all that was ordinary let alone he knew that the wealth only belonged to his parents. But in the present encounter Hanum seems to have forgotten to have been romantically shot by Kean.

"Habiii." She looked at the two adults beside her. His face looked scared because he thought he would be scolded but he was not.

"Rome home, pity Mother is afraid of nyariin you."

The boy shook his head again and instead laid down his body beside Kean. Make the adult's hand a pillow. When he was delivered home.

Hanum panics when his son is not home. He looked outside thinking Ibam was going to play without saying goodbye. He had a panic when he did not find Ibam with his peers. But when he saw Kean carrying his son and approached him Hanum again breathed a sigh of relief even though it did not relieve anxiety.

"It's not me who invited him, but he himself went to the house," obviously Kean did not want Hanum to misunderstand him.

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"Ken, wake up, Ken." Hans wakes up a delirious Kean muttering an apology that is somehow for whom. Besides being delirious also because of the cries of the next-door neighbor's child.

Kean was shocked and sat down immediately. Instantly his head felt dizzy from bsngun without cue.

"Ibam nangis, the power has almost half an hour nagisnya has not stopped. Try the samperin gih! pity."

While rubbing Kean's eyes approached Hanum's house, do not forget the head covering cloth.

"Why ibam?" Kean asked as Hanum opened the door.

Permpuan face looks haggard too with eyes moist and red. He was tired of persuading Ibam but his cries never subsided. He was also tired of feeling guilty because Ibam had to be different from everyone else. The child did not have a figure that father could call. He had thought about accepting a proposal from one of the teachers but his heart refused again.

"Can I see?" ask Kean carefully. He came in after being invited. "Bam, it's Om Ken."

Miraculous. The hard-to-persuade grim Ibam stopped when he saw Kean coming.