The Stupid Barbie's
Disillusioned
"Hello, Ra?" greet Arka with her heavy voice.
"Where's arka?" ask Rana to the point. His chest so dag dig dug waiting for an answer from the guy who was being called.
"In the house of temen."
Tut's....
Rana immediately turned off her phone line. He then switched to Dio's contact and contacted him hurriedly. If only Arka wasn't there, I don't know what to do.
"Hello, Ra!" sapa Dio races with the roar of karaoke music that is bar-bar.
"Dio! Arka's over there, isn't it?!" rana asked, so she screamed too.
"Huh? Nope. There was no sign from earlier.
"Home home! But the kids are all here," explained Dio before Rana asked again.
"Owh .. That's it, yeah." Rana limps for a moment. "Yes, Yo. Thanks." Thanks."
Tut's....
Rana turned off her phone line. The girl then changed position. Lying limp in his bed while holding his cell phone.
He sighed. Considering what he should do now. If it was while watching Drakor he was restless, then now he is more restless.
Arka said .. she went to her house. But what, his friends at Dio's house? Huh ... temen which else to try? Must be Arka again home .... Uhh!
Rana immediately typed two messages on the guy who was currently really driving her crazy.
Arkanya Rana 😘
^^^^^^
^^^Ka, in which house?^^^
^^^Ngapain?^^^
Lightning-fast. Both messages are sent directly to the destination person.
A minute....
Two minutes....
However, there was absolutely no sign of response from the Ark. The message has not been read when it came in from earlier.
Yes, not online. But right, usually Arka cepet balesnya.
On-line! Finally .., exclaimed Rana inwardly when she found a word embedded under the name of the man's contact. Now, he was waiting for an answer from Arka.
A minute....
Two minutes....
Rana closed her eyes. Feeling a pain that tore his heart. Just answering a simple question, it turns out Arka did not have time, huh?
Gudul-gundul pacul-cul....
After a long time finally the smart thing let out its voice as well. A call from a guy who had been waiting for his response.
...💕...
In front of Rana's house, a man was waiting with a position leaning on his KLX motorbike. The morning had come, but he was still troubled by something he had just learned last night. Plus, with the sensitivity of Rana while being PMS like this. Undeniably, he himself was confused to cope.
Kreeks....
At the end of the day, the door of the house was open as well. Put up a girl in a high school uniform there. Arka changed her position, standing up to welcome Rana's arrival. His pupils grew bigger and found Rana who looked like she always did.
Rana stood in the doorway. The girl looked at Arka without a smile on her lips. Her hair, which is usually perfectly outlined, is now tied up with nothing left.
Let Arka not like. Who told him to boong? his mind is too plain. Then walked up to Arka with her bent face.
Arka who thought Rana would not like the appearance, now just amazed speechless. In his heart he promised, will not release this girl to death.
Stopping right in front of Arka, Rana looked straight without looking into the eyes of the guy again. In his heart he clucked, eager to scold Arka right now. Why lie? Why the old chat bales? He said to the house, but .. ah, that's it! He wanted to cry when he remembered that again.