Dennis Arra

Dennis Arra
Episode 146's


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Rifky sat alone in the canteen. Evan came and sat down in front of Rifky. "Have you finished thinking about Van?", asked Rifky. "Em, no. Ky's Oath, it's really hard" Evan replied, pulling out a piece of paper. "What paper?" asked Rifky. "Huh?, ohh this?. This is a letter to Arra. Usual, from Dennis", Evan replied.


"From Dennis?", asked Rifky, Evan nodded. "Honey.", call Dona to Evan. "Oii, stay with Ky", Evan approaches Dona. Rifky smiled at the two of them who were now a romantic couple.


"What's this letter?", Rifky took the paper and opened it. {Raa, sorry the cave can't talk directly. But you can not, after school, we meet in the parking lot behind the school. Pliss lu dateng yaah}.


"Dennis Arra is fighting again?. This is a chance for the cave!", thought Rifky. I don't know what Rifky's gonna do.


"Yaudah, see you dear", Evan was back on the bench earlier. "I'm sorry old" said Evan. "Dad is okay, oh this is the letter, but want jatoh, I'm afraid. Tuh Arra, love to go straight to him" said Rifky.


Evan nodded and went to Arra. "Raa.", call Evan. Arra stopped walking. "You go first, do it" he said to another friend. "Why Van?", asked Arra. "Nihh, there's a letter from Dennis for you. Read on", Evan left immediately.


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Rifky went to find Lolita. "Normally he is also nongol if not sought.. Uh that's it.", Rifky grumbled. "Lolita", call her in a flat tone. Lolita turned her head. "Why?", asked Lolita.


"The cave has a job for you!", Rifky whispers something in Lolita's ear. "Where?", asked Rifky. "Okay, I agree", replied Lolita, and she went straight to her class.


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The Doorbell In Sounds...


"Arghhh!!, the cave must be on duty again!!", cried Vian. "That is.., the numbers, if told to learn, yes learn. Don't play the game!, hahaha", ledek Rizal. "Guil ajah you!. Cave does not play games!", said Vian evasive.


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Lolita approaches Arra. "By".


"Dad?, why Ta?".


"Lo don't want to help me?".


"Help what?".


"Gue's a lot of work, so maybe I can't picket ntar home. So you want to change me picket, go home from school?".


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Back school...


Dennis was already in the back yard parking lot of the school. He kept looking at his watch. "Long sih Arra!. Where is another hour of cave waiting!", grumbled Dennis. He ruffled his hair.


"Who is Den?", asked Jino. "Wait for Arra, see if he's not Jin?" asked Dennis. "He's a picket in class" Jino replied casually. "Huh?, picket?. He's got the picket with the cave, right?", Dennis looks really upset. "Ohh, yes, too. Ehh but he said he was changing Lolita. You see Lolita there are many tasks that she does, so it is not perfect for her picket" said Jino.


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"Duhh, I'm late. I went home first Yaah Taa", said Arra. "Thank you Raa", Lolita smiled wickedly. However, he did not know, if actually Dona noticed Lolita earlier. "Something's wrong with Lolita!. He deliberately admitted this!", thought Dona.


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"Judah we go home yuk!", take Dennis. "Aren't you waiting for Arra?" asked Jino. "No ahh, it's really bad!", said Dennis. He also went straight away.


"Dennis.", cried Arra. Dennis stopped walking. Arra ran over to Dennis. "I'm sorry Den. I'm late, what do you want to say to me now?" said Arra. "Udah forgot!!", replied Dennis jutek. "Den, are you angry?" asked Arra. Dennis breathed.


"Who wouldn't be angry try!. We already have an appointment to meet at the back of the school, and you are deliberately late, on the grounds of participating in a voluntary picket to friends!. How did the cave not try!!, the cave has been waiting for you for more than an hour, you know what?!!", said Dennis with maximum anger.


"Yes, my best friend Den, I'm sorry, he's got a lot of work to do".


"Dad?, you're more afraid of your best friend?. Okay I know!, the cave is just your girlfriend. And the cave has no right to regulate your life!", said Dennis. "Yes not that cake Den.., I'm sorry. Judah we will meet malem later in the park" said Arra. "Okay!, don't be late again!", replied Dennis and left immediately.


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