
"Please" said one of them.
Kinan began to install apron on his body, then manage all the ingredients into a delicious dish called fried rice.
After twenty minutes, the dish was finished and ready to be served at the dinner table.
All the residents of the house immediately came out after smelling the aroma of cooking.
"The aroma is very fragrant" said Sepia who had sat at the table followed by Mama Desi and Gilang.
"Yes, Pia. I think the cooking is good," said Mama Desi.
After praying, they started their meal. The first bribe, Gilang chewed his food with a sense of surprise.
"Who cooked this?" ask Gilang expressionlessly.
"Kinan mister," replied Mother Early.
"Call him here" said Gilang.
Mother Dini called Kinan who was in the kitchen.
"Kinan, you are called Young Master" said Mother Dini.
"What's up, Mom?" ask Kinan.
"I don't know" replied Mother Early.
Kinan ended his activities washing the cauldron. He put his hand away, then walked to the young master.
"What did you call me?" ask Kinan.
"Do you cook this fried rice?" ask Gilang.
Kinan nodded.
"What doesn't taste good?" ask Kinan heart.
"You feel alone" said Gilang.
Kinan hesitated, if he tasted it in front of his Master, wouldn't that be disrespectful to his name. But he was also curious about the taste.
Kinan thought the fried rice dishes he made were always delicious. So confidently he cooked it for his young master and he didn't taste it.
"If the cooking is not good, let me change it" Kinan bargained.
"Who said it wasn't good?" ask Gilang.
"No one" replied Kinan.
"But from your words it's like saying, your cooking is not good, just feel it yourself" said Kinan.
"Kak Kinan," call Sepia.
"Yes" said Kinan.
"Feel brother delicious," praised Sepia.
"Thank you" Kinan replied with a smile.
"And it feels..." Sepia stopped her speech making Kinan curious.
"What's with the taste?" ask Kinan.
"Taste," Sepia glanced at Mama Desi and Gilang. After getting a nod from Mama Desi, Sepia began to continue her speech.
"It feels like it's made by Valeri's sister" Sepia replied honestly.
"Oh," replied Kinan.
"So, is that why you called me?" said Kinan who began to understand the purpose of his boss calling him.
"Hmmm," reply Cross.
"Have finished? Can I go now, sir?" ask Kinan.
"Where are you going, son? Sit here, eat the same," asked Mama Desi.
"No Madam, I'll eat it later" Kinan said.
"This is not a request, but an order" said Mama Desi firmly.
Kinan glanced at Gilang who just silently continued his breakfast. Then he glanced at Sepia who nodded enthusiastically.
"Alright," replied Kinan.
After finishing breakfast, Kinan was cleaning the dining table. But Sepia arrived.
"Hay, brother," said Sepia.
"Hay," replied Kinan.
"Where's brother's hand?" ask Sepia.
"It's gone" replied Kinan.
Sepia pulled Kinan's hand, the iron scar that time was not dry, still watery.
"How brief? The wound is still watery. Here come with me," said Sepia who immediately pulled Kinan's hand out.
"Sepia, where are we going?" ask Kinan when they're outside the house.
"To the hospital" replied Sepia.
"But I still have a job. The wound does not hurt anyway" Kinan said convincingly.
"Have come," said Sepia who pulled Kinan's hand back into the car.
"Later if I get fired, you have to take responsibility, yes" Kinan said when Sepia was in the car.
"Silver brother, I will tell Gilang sis who is responsible for marrying sister" Sepia replied.
"What the hell are you, why even discuss marriage?" ask Kinan.
"Let's Gilang save your brother and family's life later" Sepia replied casually while running her car.
"No way, young master and I are like heaven and earth. Like water and oil, it will never come together" Kinan said.
"We can't be together" Kinan said.
"Why can't it? Degrees are not important. The important thing is happiness" said Sepia.
Kinan simply kept quiet without retaliating. He couldn't get a word out of his mouth right now. Kinan could only say a word in his heart.
"Happy? Do you think your sister is happy with me? We just met yesterday? And now you say your brother is happy with me? Dreamy?" inner Kinan.
After a few minutes, they arrived at one of the nearest hospitals.
After waiting for a queue that was not too long, Kinan was finally checked. After checking, the doctor gave a prescription to be redeemed at the pharmacy.
The two of them walked towards the dispensary, then gave the paper to the person on duty.
"Kak Kinan," call Sepia.
"Yes," replied Kinan.
"Sister, I have to go now. There's a campus assignment I have to complete right now" Sepia reported.
"Can't you go home alone?" ask Sepia.
"Can," upon hearing his reply, Sepia immediately left as fast as lightning.
"Winning Goddess," call the person in the dispensary.
"I" said Kinan.
The person immediately gave the plastic that there was some kind of ointment in it.
"Thank you," said Kinan who was nodding at the person.
After receiving it, Kinan immediately went out of the hospital. It was like he ordered an ojek online, but his phone was left in a bag at the home of young master Gilang. Kinan came to the hospital in a hurry, he did not have time to take his phone. By force, Kinan had to go home on foot.
Step by step he did. Every step, his feet felt like they were normal. Like the road he had been through he had known for a long time. But actually, this was the first time he had stepped through this street.
If he goes and comes home from work, he goes through another street. Not this street.
Kinan let his feet step somewhere. To notice something new is to him an old thing. When I found the turn to go home. There was a black car that almost hit him. Fortunately, he managed to escape.
"Hey doesn't have eyes, what? Don't you see there's anyone here? Play nyelonong aja's. What if there is an accident? Want to live my mother's life?" yelled Kinan who was not touched by the driver of the car.
"Propay, be patient. Patient people loved God" muttered Kinan as he stroked his own chest.
Kinan again continued his steps towards the home of the young master Gilang.
While he was in front of the neighboring house of Gilang, Kinan could see the commotion in front of his young master's house. The car in front of Gilang's house was the car that almost hit him earlier. And now he just realized, that the car is a car that was driven out by the security guard a few days ago.
Kinan remembered, his mother told him to stay away from the woman. So Kinan decided to just stand there.
A minute, two minutes, three minutes, but the woman still didn't leave. Kinan could only see the woman's legs.