
Arra walked towards Dennis' house. He wanted to ask if it was true what Aris said?.
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Arra rang Dennis's house bell. And the perfect fit, who opened the door was the host, namely Dennis. "Arra??. How do you cry??", asked Dennis.
Arra suddenly hugged Dennis very tightly. Dennis invites Arra to come in and sit on the sofa of his living room. "Tell me here, what's the matter?", asked Dennis trying to calm Arra down. "Aris Den's. He said I'm not a son of Adrica's family!. What really?", said Arra still crying. "No, people name you ajah there is his Adrica clan!, your time is not his son Mr. Adjie siih. Emang Aris if you are angry again like to ngaco", replied Dennis justifying it.
"Who is Den's guest?. Ehh Arra, ehh why are you crying??", asked Bu Meina directly hugging Arra. "Arra said, he said Aris said that he was not his son Om Adjie, aka not part of the Adrica family" Dennis told Bu Meina in silence.
"No way baby, you calm down. There's aunty here, it's all a lie. Even before there was Aris, you were born first right?", said Ms. Meina while rubbing Arra's hair.
"I'm sorry Madam, there's a guest for you" said one of ART. "Guest?, who?", asked Ms. Meina directly to go out to the front door.
"Assynoga".
"Waalaikumsalam, uhhh Mba Erica?".
"What's wrong Mba?", asked Bu Meina to lower her voice. "Disease, Aris, if you get angry again, he likes to talk vaguely. To the point that she said Arra wasn't her brother. It was the same person Arra was born first Arra. Gita also witnessed Arra kok's exit from my stomach. It's so weird" Erica replied.
"Ooh so that's what Mbaa is".
"Yeah. Oh, yes, Arra here is not Mey?", asked Ms Erica. "It was again sitting in the living room with Dennis" replied Ms. Meina. Erica went into the living room.
"Make a while, Arra lives with me once, Auntie. So that he can keep his mind. Dennis is convinced that Arra certainly did not fully believe that he was not his son. He has a disease that has something to do with psychology. Yes Auntie", said Dennis.
"Dad Mbaa. No papa, right?".
"Yaudah, please take care of me, Den, Mey" replied Ms. Erica. Dennis and Ms. Meina nodded their heads. Erica left the luxurious house of Dennis.
"You take Arra to my room, Denn. Mommy wants to go to your sister's dormitory first" said Ms. Meina. "Dad Bun" replied Dennis.
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In Dennis' Room....
Arra goes into Dennis's room of super-darkness. "Gue slept in your room?, that bed?", asked Arra in disbelief. "Dad, there's no room anymore" replied Dennis casually. "Hohh!!. Not in your house many empty rooms yaah", he asked again. "Yahh, but it's a males cave to clean it. After all, this is malem, too late. Tomorrow if you want to clean up" replied Dennis again.
"But-but". Suddenly Dennis holds Arra and drops him on the bed. "Keep ajah, the cave will not macem-macem kok same you. Lu is like a gemstone that must be guarded by a cave, and should not be scratched in the slightest", said Dennis shrinking his voice in Arra's ear.
"Udah sleep, this holiday tomorrow. It's okay if you want to get up in the afternoon. But siih, yes come back again, this is at the home of your future in-laws!. Your days are going to wake up, it's not ethical" Dennis said. "Yeah, in Allah I will wake up tomorrow morning and calm down" replied Arra.
"Good night My Girlfriend" Dennis said. Dann, one kiss landed on Arra's forehead. "It's really Dennis. Can't what?, a day, don't make me degdegan. I feel like I'm flying tauu. Awwwww, actually, you want to do nothing also no hihihi", inner Arra.
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