Luka Cinta Dara
Chapter 2 Curious

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Inside Rey's room was staring at the small paper box she was holding. It is clearly written and a large line of phone numbers.

"Damn it Radit, where did he get that phone number for a little girl? my real intention is that the kid wants to play me."

Rey sighed loudly and quickly typed a short message on the girl who was the target of a challenge from Radit.

Actually Rey lazily had to contact that cuckoo chick. All this time beautiful girls with sexy body bahenol who always follow it. Cook is he now down level and have to relate to a cute girl? Feeling his pride plunge into the endless, dirty, dark, smelly manhole.

Rey tapped her finger at the edge of the sofa she was sitting on. He occasionally glanced at his expensive smartphone HP. 5 minutes. 10 minutes. 30 minutes.. No sign yet - sign chat in. He was waiting for a reply to a chat from Dara which from earlier did not display a notification.

"Gue Rey vanno Erlangga, any girl never ignores me!" his gerrick.

Rey gritted her teeth as she felt furious.

Drrrttt..drrrttt. Rey immediately struck as fast as the lightning of a flat object that had been on the table. Hope there's a reply chat from Dara. For a moment Rey was silent.

"Since when have I put hope in girls? what else is that little girl?"

he scratched his head that was not itchy.

"Aaahh, this is because of Radit's kunyuk challenge, and nothing more." Rey tried to deny it.

Then he continued his activity and swiped upwards on his phone screen. Instantly Rey's expression instantly turned 180°, her face bent after opening and reading the incoming chat.

Radite

"Hallo baby's.. That chick has you chat yet??"

Drrtt.. Chat is in again.

Radite

"Where..gimana..??"

Drrr... His phone is shaking again.

Radite

"Definitely not responded huh..? ha.ha.ha.."

"Towards buseeet!! this is the shaman's son what a yak. Just know that the cute girl does not respond to me.

"Gerutu Rey and slightly distanced his HP.

Rey typed the message while thinning her lips with a face expression that seemed - would be eager to eat the person who sent the chat just now.

Rey

"I haven't chatted him. What's the hunt for?"

lie to Rey to keep her pride in front of her best friend this one.

Rey

"Wait for the date of the play, don't bacot a lot of monkey anoman."

Rey slammed the flat object into the bed. He ruffled - rattled his hair but did not remove his good looks.

Rey is frustrated, given Radit's challenge. If until he loses, he will not want to have to express love to mbok Inah the old virgin owner of the school cafeteria who always asked to be called inces.

Inces always like to chase and tease Rey every time they meet. That handsome student was often his month - his monthly. Not to forget that lips with a thick red lipstick and like a chicken ass to lay eggs always want to nyosor the face of his look. Rey imagined it shuddering. The fur of the romance stood up without permission.

"Oh.nooo..!! can reduce my good looks." Rey screamed while cupping both of her cheeks. Throw yourself on the bed. Roll over - roll like a hot worm. kick - kick the blanket to fly into the sky and scattered somewhere. Bite an innocent pillow and throw it against the wall.

"DARA...!! look, you're not going to reject me."

Shouted Rey.

Suddenly Rey was silent. I don't know why he was curious about that chick. His brain said no, but his heart said yes. Yes, for the first time in a lifetime Rey was curious to know more about girls. He's racking his brain what he should do now.

"Home address, yes I need to know where the address is."

Rey tried to contact a school clerk asking for the address of the house of the person she was looking for. It wasn't hard for him to get information because he was the son of a conglomerate. The rich are free.

* * *

Morning greeting, the sound of birds squeaking sounds melodious. The clock shows at 6 a.m. Dara rushed to the bathroom just washing her face and brushing her teeth. Replacing her sleeping pajamas with a pink short-sleeved tight top of tight knee-length leggings. Displaying the curves of her beautiful body and do not forget her long hair tied up so that it displays the shape of her neck that is level and white.

Today is sunday. As usual, Dara did her morning running activity - running around the complex. Dara rushed out of the room and down the stairs with vigor.

"Morning bi, I want to go jogging first." Pamit Dara to bi Wati, her domestic assistant who has been devoted 10 years serving in her family.

"Yes non. Morning. Be careful non," replied bi Wati politely.

"Morning Mr. Jajang." Dara's greeting to his house security guard who was guarding his post.

"Morning non, would you like to jog non?" Mr. Jajang rushed to open the gate of a large iron fence that stood firmly in front of Dara's house.

"Yes, sir, I'll go first." Dara put her foot out the gate. A small run around the housing complex.

Arriving at the park, Dara rested for a while while enjoying the scenery in front of her. The garden is designed so pretty. Sort - kind of flowers and plants arranged in such a way to make Dara impressed. The air is so fresh because it is surrounded by shady trees. There is an artificial lake that beautifies the park. Because Sunday is a park with a lot of visitors.

Dara approached the garden chair under a shady tree overlooking the lake. He put his butt on the chair and straightened his legs while massaging - a light massage.

The beautiful girl inhaled until the air filled her lung cavity and exhaled slowly.

Removing the thick glasses and then tucked in the collar of the neck of his tight shirt let his glasses are located right in the middle - the middle of his chest.

Removing her hair tie and allowed to fall down in the wind. Dara tried to raise her face up to look at the blue sky and closed her two beautiful eyes.

Drrr... Drrr...

After a few seconds he just closed his eyes HP in his pants pocket felt trembling. But Dara never check her HP, because she still wants to enjoy the comfortable atmosphere in this favorite place.

Drrr... Drrr...

As if not allowing Dara to relax her HP vibrates again as if she is in a struggle to pay attention. It was enough to make Dara snort annoyed, quickly taking his HP which was in his pants pocket. Swipe the HP front screen to unlock and view notifications. There are two short messages.

From. 081223xxxxxx

"Morning Dara's.."

"Can we meet? I'm Rey."

Dara stared at her old HP screen. Same number and claimed his name was Rey. He only remembered yesterday that he ignored the short message from this number yesterday.

"Is he maybe that Rey?" his mind drifted where - where.

"Did I do something fatal without me knowing?" inner Dara.

"Aahhhkk..!! I don't want to deal with playboys, to my horror!" Dara stomped - stomped her feet then her body leaned limp onto the park bench she was sitting on. Without him realizing all his actions were now being noticed by someone behind the garden tree.

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