The Stupid Barbie's
Real Issues
In a corner of a room, a girl sat hiding her face by hugging her knees tightly. Feel the pain that continues to lurk throughout his body. He could only cry without a sound. Just this time. Just this time her father did this kind of thing to her. Beating her daughter to countless bruises.
Tap tap tap....
Rena is getting scared. His father, who rarely came home, is now not like a monster.
"Rena!" snapped Wijaya rent the ears of her son until Rana's face looked at him.
Without resisting, Rena looked towards her father with a grimace of pain.
"Now Papa's reputation has been ruined because of you! You useless son, yes!" snapped Wijaya again with a rebuking face. "What, huh, is the point of you telling this messy family to your friends?!"
"Bu-not Rena, Pa," said Rena still as much as he pleased. His face was clear, asking for a speck of a father's love for an adult man who was still faithfully pulling his ear. It causes pain to spread there and spread around it.
"That's it!" Wijaya removed the jewel, then turned Rana's face rough. The girl's head almost hit the wall.
Rana can only sob stifled.
Wijaya stood looking at his cruel son. "Now you look ahead! The house is surrounded by journalists. You think clearing a good name is easy, huh?!" his discourse then passed just like leaving his only child full of torment.
He must continue to persuade his wife to publicly deny the issues so that his position as mayor remains safely in control.
After the death of her father Rena again can only cry as much as she wants. He then typed a message on Andra. Ask the guy to help him to tell him about the spreader of bad issues about his father. The real bad issue is the truth.
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"Eh, I think we're really slow, Ka," said Rana realized the state of the parking lot is so quiet. There are hardly any residents. His lips curled, but then smiled. Hmm... punished tired anyway, but if the same Arka right, so sosweet .. hehehe.
"Yes, yuk!" take Rana, but then the attention of the two teenagers was distracted by a motorcycle that also just came.
"Buck, Vir!" exclaiming Rana called out to Vira who was smiling widely on top of the Doi motorbike that had just stopped.
"Hehe,," Vira whined, while Dio pouted. Ooh .. how unfortunate that guy is. Had to wait for an hour in front of the gate of Vira's house. Almost like a beggar.
"We thought we were the slowest," continued Rana.
"Hehehe,, regular, Ra" said Vira after getting off Dio's bike. Walk towards the Rana.
"Still, huh?" rana asked half a whisper.
"Yes that. You don't know, my skills are getting okay?" chirps Vira. Arka and Dio looked at each other. Don't know what they're talking about.
"Hahaha, Oh yeah, Vir, I want a story." Rana grabbed Vira's hand and pulled it. Both teenagers are very passionate about telling stories. Walking first left Arka and Dio who again had their fate confused.
"Buset, Ca. I've been waiting for Vira for an hour! And, here's what I got" said Dio with a glued face.
Arka sighed. "Gue was left out, let alone elo. Yeah, yok!" said the guy only then began to step with his long steps.
"Ka! Wait, Ka!"
Entering the school corridor, Rana and Vira were instantly made to exchange glances asking each other.