Broken Girl
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Ara cursed herself, why did she have to be quiet when Raka kissed her? Aish, shame!

"Raka! Slowly down, I still want to live," cried Ara because Raka was carrying the bike at high speed. Ah come on, Ara's not married yet. He does not want to die in a single state, adorable bre.

"You used to bring the bike faster than this" said Raka a little shouting.

"Dissy!!! Pelanin or did I jump?"

With Raka forced to slow down the speed of the motor, how else. Ara is reckless.

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After traveling about seventeen minutes they finally arrived at the residence of Raka, according to Raka said earlier, his mother missed Ara.

"Assalamualaikum," said Ara and Raka compact. Sara, Raka's mother who was waiting for them immediately approached them, ei ralat only Ara.

"Geez, your son is big, where the hell are you from?" Sara cried out with excitement when she met her favorite child. I don't know, but here Raka is her biological child but, Ara is the most dear to her.

"Raka not asked njiir, woah! Babang Aka was rammed," said Raka sok dramatic.

Ara chuckled at Raka's pouting face, aish! Why had he ignored people like them for these two years?.

"Don't think Raka, mengingan we eat huh? Mother has cooked Key's favorite food," Ara smiled at Raka's mother's words, why is her birth mother not like Raka's mother alone?.

"Raka came along," Raka cried, she was very upset at being ignored the moment Ara came.

"Mmm, how is it? Just ask Key," said Sara glanced at Ara.

"Key darling? Can ya? You see the handsome husband of Na jaemin NCT cake is hungry," said Raka made Ara chuckle. Look at the time with them it felt like Ara's problem, a little she forgot.

"Gendong," said Ara made Raka raise her forehead confused, what's the possessed child?.

"Cie-cie, who again PDKT mother in lupain," Ara chuckled.

Ara told Raka to carry her not for nosy or anything. She misses Angga, her older brother who used to carry her first, everything changes now. Angga hates him, Rival dies, now Raka lives where Ara pours out her affection.

After arriving at the dining table, Ara was moved when she saw the food presented on the table. True said the mother, she cooked her favorite food. Compared to her mother, it was very different. Let alone preparing his favorite food, fed only rarely. Sometimes Ara only eats secret food, or also food that is hidden bi Ina and given to her.

"Mother cooks a lot anyway?"

"Special for the mother's son," Sara kissed Ara's forehead. Ara is getting more affection in this house.

"Thank you, my dear Key," Ara hugged Sara.

Raka who was watching the scene in front of him only smiled obliquely. Raka was not envious when her mother loved Ara more, no! In fact he was very happy, because at least Ara got affection here and there are still people who consider him a child, compared to his barbaric family.

"Raka is neglected ... hiks," O Raka, why are you so dramatic? Wkwwkwk.

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"Thank you Rak?"

"The husband does not need to say thank you, this is the duty of the husband for his wife," answered Raka who made Ara roll her eyes off guard. These people can't be okay, right? Ngelunjak.

"Have you taken Rak's medicine?" Raka frowned confusedly. Taking drugs? What does it hurt?.

"Gue doesn't hurt."

"But, how is the brain rich in that shift, or the magic tablets?"

"The night came, came home" said Ara because it was dark and Raka had delivered Ara to her house.

"Gue still miss the same, Key? We've only seen you since two years. I still want to play,"

Cup

Ara immediately ran towards her house for enduring the embarrassment. Raka anyway, her mouth is a female cake, in a lump with silent lips right? While Raka? Instantly his body stiffened, his heart skipped a beat, his mind drifting somewhere, his Raka bulshing.

Slowly Raka's lips pulled upwards showing off her smile, she rubbed her lips that had just been on Ara's kiss. It was like a dream, Ara suddenly disappeared with a very deep wound and now she is again present still carrying the wound. Raka promises, he will make Ara happy even though the life stakes.

***

Chequelek

Ara opened the door slowly, hoping that everyone would be asleep because it was already a little late at night.

Ara walked back and looked at the situation around the room. May they all sleep.

Ara was shocked as her hand was scuffed by someone. He quickly turned his body towards the man.

"Where from?" Ara looked up at her brother's reddened face. Maybe he's in an emotional state right now. Aish, get tortured again tonight. Though since he fainted in front of his brother, Angga has not tortured him. And now? Is Angga going to torture him back?.

"From the mother's house," said Ara honestly. Angga looked at Ara confusedly, mother? Wh who?.

"Who?"

"Bundanya Ara," continued Ara who made Angga more confused.

"Who is he?"

"Mother Sara, Raka's mother is with Ara," Ara continued.

"Ara's mother? Remember Ra? You have a mother in this house, why do you still want to find another mother out there?"

Ara smile. "Ara tau, Ara dear mother. It's just that Ara is not loved in this house, Ara is not considered, even Ara is considered rich animals in this house! Doesn't Angga know? Pas Ara arrived at her house? Ara in the hug, kissed, even mother cook favorite food Ara. Ara was happy," Ara's words made Angga shut up.

"Silent brother? Brother Angga do not want to get angry or mukul Ara that? Ara is ready. Ara was also happy, so? What's wrong with Ara being tortured now."

"Watch up, quick! Before you look at me, it's late. Don't get Ara in brackets in the bathroom anymore."

Angga's answer confused Ara. What's wrong with her?

"Ara is wrong Ara is ready to be punished."

"Ride up!"

"Ara's not a coward" he looks.

Bugh

Ara jatu faints when Angga hits the back of Ara's neck. Actually since Ara fainted last night, Angga changed, he wanted to protect his sister from the anger of his parents. But, because Ara ngeyel so Angga must do this.

Angga quickly carried his sister's body to his room. Angga let out a long sigh while looking at the stairs to Ara's room very much. He must be strong.

Angga laid Ara down slowly, he stared at the shade of his sister's face that had been hated for some unclear reason.

"Sorry brother, huh? Good night, sweetie, sweet dreams. I love you my sister."

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