The Stupid Barbie's
Trapped in the Tight Space

Before actually responding to the King's call, Rana first grumbled inwardly. Why else this guy? In fact, he has been acting so indifferent. The King should not greet him again, his grunts but then keep turning his head to the King who has passed behind him.

Without a word, the girl looked at the King with a question mark in her eyes.

"Ra, lo ... mens, huh?" the king asked doubtfully. I also feel awkward about my own questions.

The deg!

Just one question. Both of Rana's eyes immediately rounded made. The girl's face was instantly red.

"Yes....!!" the girl's shout was likely to run away from the King as soon as possible. While trying to cover the back that may indeed display blood spots.

Totally disgraceful. That time was Arka and now the King. Hix .. hiks .. hiks .... Where is her secret as a woman?

Left Rana just like that, the King took a sip of his saliva forcibly. So, the question is right?

The guy cursed himself for the question just now. Rana must be very embarrassed to make. Seen from his red face.

The man then glanced at the watch in his hand. He will play soon. But what about Rana? Doesn't that girl need a pad? And in the midst of this busyness, who can help Rana if not her?

Without a second thought, the King immediately set foot into the parking lot. The fool with the badminton race that almost started.

...💕...

Inside that small space Rana checked her back skirt. And sure enough, there's a red, marbles-wide patch over there. The girl then tapped her head slowly. Curse himself.

Hiks, embarrassing. Where not to bring any more pads. Pantes is very sick....

"Please ask Vira aja deh," he said then pulled out his phone which .. thank goodness it is not left behind.

Tut .. tut .. tut ....

Rang. But then... "Call denied".

Rana moaned weakly, while holding the pain in her stomach. Not desperate, the girl then tried again. Still with the same number.

"Hello, Ra! Why, anyway?! You don't know what, I'm this Mabar..," said Vira on the other end.

While grimacing in pain, Rana said, "Vir, here hunt! I'm in the toilet. PMS, I. This is translucent. It hurts so much ...."

"Huh? Oh, yes, yes."

Inside that small room Rana could only wait. If usually he would be sleepy if lingering in this room, this time no longer. Because his stomach hurt so much.

Tok tok!

"By!" call Vira from the outside. "It's lo, right?" ask again.

Kreeks....

Rana opened the door immediately. He told Vira to enter the narrow room.

"Sick, Ra?" verily, Vira understood.

Rana just nodded. This is the fate of women. Because of the pain, the pain felt up in the crown.

"Emm ... lose or win, Vir?" asked Rana still had time to think about Arka.

"Lose. Because of elo anyway," said Vira without hesitation.

"Yes ..." Rana instantly became drowned.

Should have been, I was there to keep encouraging Arka. No, it's like this. Arka must be immediately not excited if there is no me, in Rana's heart to curse yourself.

"Yes, use this first, Ra." Vira immediately took off the pink jacket she was wearing, then tied it to Rana's waist.

Just shove it up.

"Gue call Arka, huh? Tell him to go home" asked Vira. But, without waiting for an answer immediately press the call icon on the number of the guy whose name he just called.

"Hello, Ka! Go to the toilet, yeah. Kasian nih, Rana, .. bla bla bla," explained Vira at length about the current state of Rana.

Rana just looked embarrassed. While other girls were busy shouting Arka's name cheering, she was stuck in this place. Already so, he made Arka bother again.

"Get out of here yuk, Ra. I don't feel like I'm here" said Vira then pulled Rana's hand.

"Ra?"

Unexpectedly, it turns out that outside there is a King. Standing with a doubtful and awkward look, with a black bundle in his hand.

Rana and Vira exchanged looks. Rana immediately rounded her eyes as soon as she remembered the incident a few minutes earlier.