The Stupid Barbie's
THJ Claims (Fedance Day Allowance)

Today the school seems more relaxed than usual. No more rows of students sitting on the school terrace actively studying their books. The exam is over. This Thursday is the day of their release from the burden they have borne for more than a week. And yes, they know they have to enjoy it, even if only by pacing back and forth at school. Either a whistle-blowing, or a big party at Bu Ratih's canteen. In essence, they just wait for the results and do not need to think too much about it.

The arch also looks crowded. Arsya is better than ever. Earlier, when he asked Nada to meet behind the school, the guy got rejected again. In fact, Nada's slap did not hesitate to stop by her handsome face. But now, because of the advice of his friends, he felt calmer. To love does not mean to have. It doesn't mean we have to be together all day. If the presence in Nada's life is only as a destroyer, then he does not have the right to enter it again.

"Where is that, bro? This clock is not broken either. I want to call THJ. It's exciting tuh, he's seneng, we also join the seneng," said Dio cengingas-cengingis, toleh right toleh left, hoping that the conversation soon showed the trunk of his nose.

"Eh? What's THJ, Yo?" tanya Kibo frowned.

"T-H-J, in brackets, Allowance Day ... Be so! He ... he .. he ...," explained Dio then laughing.

"Owalah .. tak kiro opo." Kibo the mangosteen, then combing around it, also hoped to find Arka.

"Where is the Mother of the Country? Fit tuh, ask the same Rana if the Arka does not exist," said Arsya also happy if there is a massive tract.

Along with Arsya's question, a girl gets off a car with her cute pink bag. Smiled sweetly at the man who was still in the car, the one who delivered it.

"Drug, Brother Zein! Thank you, yes ..," said the girl, it was too obvious not to make herself the center of attention of the members of the tongkrongan around the motor park not far from where she stood.

After focusing on the girl, all the members of tongkrongan now turned to look at Dio who looked limp. The man let out a long sigh, then revealed his forced smile.

"If Vira doesn't want to, I want to, so your boyfriend, Yo," said Kibo pat Dio on the shoulder, then shook his head slowly, and smiled bracingly.

Plaque!

One successful clap sank the guy's eel, making him grimace over the pain, as well as laughing at his own words.

"Gak diem, lo I chopped this abis ...," hissed Dio, then whistled, trying to ignore a girl who was walking past their tongkrongan.

"The spir! Viras!" call Arsya planning to ask Rana whereabouts to the girl.

Vira stopped her steps. "Why?" the girl asked, 190° is different from her previous expression.

"Where? We want to ask for the abis soan treaty, nih..," said Arsya then displayed his widest smile.

For a moment, Vira fell silent without a word. But then, he looked at Arsya not like. "Where do I know. Do you think I'm her mom?" the girl's ketus then just passed by, leaving the caskrong without heeding their questionable expression.

"Crazy, the Queen gossip sensi very feeling ...," muttered Arsya can only shake his head.

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Arka still blinked her eyes as Indra's listener caught the loud noises that disturbed her bad morning. The sounds worsened his mood. His hand then grabbed the damn phone from the top of the nightstand. To move alone, he needs energy that he must force out.

"Argh ... ssss ...," hissed the man, feeling the pain in every bone, also the pain that almost made his skin numb. He was like a living corpse that had survived the test of death. Crumple all the fainter. No one survived the torment of his father.

Ah, dammit!

Arka ruffled her hair in frustration, then was about to press the power button on the flat object. But just as his finger touched the button, the loud voice that had been bothering him was now ringing again. You useless cell phone!

"Hello, Ngga?" He picked up the phone without seeing who was calling.

For a moment, the phone didn't make its sound. But then ....

"Ka? Slut, huh? This is Dio .. not the Angga. Si Angga mah, have not deket us. Where's treaty? My stomach is ...."

Not yet finished Dio speaking, Arka cut off the phone unilaterally. The man then threw his phone roughly into the bed next to him. He owes a lot of explanations, including to his friends. And he knows that, at any moment, he won't be able to explain it.

The man then got up from his sleeping position. Glanced at the glass available in his room. Crazy, even himself can not recognize who the guy who was there. Let alone looking handsome, looking like a living human he still hesitated to conclude it.

He leaned himself on the back of his bed. His view was then shifted to several frames located above his nightstand. Like a magnet pulling an iron towards it, one of the framed images up there so sucked Arka into it. Bring Arka in the times of Rana's struggle in reaching it. And yes, Rana did, but not forever. But hopefully Rana can still be happy.

The man's hand was about to reach the framed picture, but suddenly his phone rang again. It features the name of a girl who made it back to her life after leaving with almost no trace, other than a shackle that ties her.

"Hello?" arka said after picking up the phone.

"Hello, Ka! Where are you? This is me on my way to school, taking care of the files for school again. Can you help me later?" ask the girl at the end of there.

Arka was silent for a moment. The girl closed her eyes for 0.5 seconds, then let out a faint sigh. "Sorry, I can't" the man replied softly, not as sternly as usual.

"Who? The arka? You why?" And Ingga was too sensitive not to understand that the man's situation was not okay. The girl then changes the call to Video call mode.

"Geez! The arka? How can you bruise that? Abis fighting?" rent Ingga, too surprised to see the face of Arka who was no longer worried badly.

"No papa" said Arka, but still his condition showed the opposite answer.

"Okay, I'm going straight to your house, huh? You calm down."

"Jn ...." Just now Arka wanted to refuse, Ingga had already cut off their phone connection first. Making Arka sigh rudely for the umpteenth time.

"Rush! Arkaa!"

Arka raised her head. The voice of his friends who call his name too clear for him to ignore.

"Woy! Wake, woy!" yelling Kibo suddenly already opened the door of his room and entered just like that.