The Stupid Barbie's
Secrets Together

"Eh, that's it, Ra. Talk to your mom later. Yes, Aunt matiin. This is Arka, who is impatient. I think it's a hell of a miss."

Rana laughed again, then said goodbye and the phone ended.

"This is a great feeling. Shoot, huh?" ask Sarah ceplas-ceplos, while handing over Arka's phone.

Arka accepted it with a small smile. "Why do you know?"

"Yes know it ... Who else would Rana confide in, if not Mama? Look out, if you make Rana wait again. Inget, so men don't be cool," Sarah's story as usual.

"Yes, Ma."

"Eat him, you have to make Papa an example, because Papa knows the most about girls," she said again, then smiled at her husband.

"Yes, Mama ...." Again Arka can only be yes because he does not want this conversation to be longer.

Rangga laughed a little. "Yes, the spit is leaving, Ka. Kasian Rana, wait a minute."

Arka smiled in relief, then got up from her seat and was about to kiss the back of her father's hand.

"Jagain Rana, don't be disappointed let alone get hurt," Rangga's message as her only son kisses her hand.

"Surely, Pa," said Arka smiling confidently.

"Inget also, if it's already so do not bother with Rana. Must be sensitive, do not until he has just asked him why," said Sarah also gave the mandate.

Arka laughed a little. "Ready, Ma" he said, then kissed the back of the woman's hand.

...💕...

In front of her house, Rana sat alone in the best knee-length dress that was eliminated a few days ago, due to being too excited for today. His smile expands, while looking at the sky that lately is more often moody than usual.

"Go in first, Ra. Waiting for the Ark can be inside too."

Rana turned her head and smiled when she found her mother sitting next to her, not forgetting the warm cup of tea she was carrying.

"Cold," he said again.

"Rana was impatient, Mi," said the girl with a smile on her lips. A little red tinge adorned his cheeks. It must be because he was too excited.

"Yes, Mami knows. Mami was also once young, Ra," said Puspa then sipped a cup of warm tea. "Want tea?" bargain later.

Rana gave a small laugh, then shook her head slowly. "Besides Papi, has anyone ever shot Mami?"

"Thuk!!" Puspa immediately choked because he heard the question of his daughter who was suddenly. But just now he was about to answer, their chat was cut off by Rana's cellphone which suddenly played again its mainstay. Song 'Gundul-gundul Pacul'.

"Who, Ra?" tanyakanya.

"Arka," answered Rana blinked one eye, then picked up the phone.

For a second, two seconds, suddenly the girl's face changed drastically. It causes a question mark on the woman next to it.

"Yes, not papa. Can be delivered Mr. Budi, really," said Rana, and soon their chat was cut off.

"Why, Ra?" Puspa clearly could not hide his curiosity.

"In Arka tongkrongan again there is a problem, so Rana was told to go there first," explained Rana, trying to print a smile on her tiny lips.

...💕...

Arka drives his bike at high speed. Ignoring the night wind that hit him like small, piercing cold attacks. Just now, Dio called him to come to tongkrongan immediately because Arsya was on a rampage. Heavy drunk and angry. One situation that can make their barrels fall apart like a ship hit by pirate loot.

Ah, Arsya is that stupid. The tone made her almost crazy from love. And yes, even though he had felt it, but it seemed like the situation was much different. What Arsya experienced was the fear of loss, while what he experienced first was anger, disappointment, and the desire to finish that made him lose control.

In a fairly short time, Arka finally arrived at tongkrongan. And sure enough, everything looks as chaotic as he imagined. The smell of alcohol was everywhere.

With a firm step, he walked over to Arsya who was sitting on the floor leaning against the wall with an alcohol bottle in her hand. While Dio and the others could only look around without daring to pry at him.

Bugh!

One hard kick right on Arsya's leg. A kick strong enough to make him look up, for the sake of seeing who did it.

"Lo think what you're doing is good, huh?!" hardik Arka, showing how he controlled the stability of their tongkrongan so far.

Bruaks! Agb ....

In one move, Arsya threw away her alcohol bottle so it broke apart. Then, the man with drunken red eyes stood up, face to face with a guy who he knew could do anything to teach him a lesson.

"Why?! Getting angry?!" snapped Arka with a flash of anger in her eyes. It's still like before. He hated dissidents, and he never gave an exception.

"Lo don't understand, Ka!" Arsya also did not budge, still at the tip of his anger.

"Keep lo what, huh?! You think this way Nada will return to elo?" Arka began to dampen her emotions. The guy looked up, then patted Arsya on the shoulder.

"Don't act as if in this world only you've ever felt hurt."

Arka turned her face to Dio. " Liat Dio's. Let alone the feeling of immunanes, Vira who knows if the Dio likes him."

Arsya also turned her face to Dio. And next, it was Dio's turn to turn his face the other way. He didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't avoid it either.

"Lo see Kibo. I don't know how many, maybe even not counting the girl who refused him. But we all know Kibo, he's gonna be the Kibo we know."

Arsya turned to Kibo who displayed a meaningful legowo smile on him.

"And I'm alone. I don't want to talk about this, but I'm sure you'll never forget what happened to make me stay in jail."