The Stupid Barbie's
Still Trying
Arka lowered her head for a moment, looking at the bead of the girl's eyes. But then ....
"Ngga, I'm first, yeah!" Arka turned around, left. Not heeding Rana's request without a second thought.
"Carca!" call Rana, put her foot up to catch up with the guy.
"Carca!" call him once more, stop his pace, slow. It hurts so much. He just asked for an explanation, nothing more. But Arka didn't want to see his face.
"Yes ... the Arka also clearly, choose whom."
Rana's head lowered for a moment, then turned to the girl behind him. "Gue just wants to say, nothing more."
Ingga laughs a little. "Remain sure, just talking? Or ... you want to beg Arka to come back to elo?" The girl stepped closer to Rana.
Rana silence. Stare at the girl without a fight.
"Don't dream. Anyway, you see her bruised face like that?" Ingga put both hands in front of the chest, looking at the back of Arka who was already far away.
Rana looked back. Following the view of England. The girl sighed.
"Lo know, who could he be? Yeah ... who else if it wasn't for you."
Rana looked at Ingga again. Still with her lips locked tight.
"So, stay away from Arka right now," Ingga said, staring at Rana full of pressure.
"No," answered Rana finally making a sound as well. "No, before Arka actually told me if she preferred lo."
"What's less clear?" challenge Ingga.
"Lo sure, he prefers lo? Is that ... Are you guys dating?" Rana looked at Ingga defiantly. Ah, this way, he remembered Alea. Why is the world turning so fast?
Ingga nodded, then turned his face away.
"The arc is enigmatic, and I still haven't given up on the answer to the puzzle" he said, slowly but clearly and piercingly. Then continue his steps.
Just shut up for a moment. And yet... "Ra," call him. Rana just stopped her steps without looking back.
"Arka can deket same lo it because there is no me. You should know your place. Lo it's just an impingement!"
Rana put her foot back. It hurt, but he chose to assume he didn't hear it at all. Entering class, the girl immediately took care of her book and carrying her bag. Walking towards the empty seat at the back, trying to ignore everyone's gaze at him.
Vira slightly turned her head back. Viewing the place of Rana. The girl was already sitting next to Dio. He lowered his head, hiding his face.
"Rba..." After all had been focused with each of him, Dio changed the direction of his seat facing Rana.
"Lo ain't papa, is he?"
Rana looked at Dio. Smiling thinly. "What do you have to answer, Yo? I want to say no papa, but how does it hurt, yes." The girl then laughed bitterly.
"Don't go down, Ra. I'm also surprised by Arka, the model girl ingga retained." Along with Dio's words, a girl entered the classroom. Without heeding everyone's gaze, stepped towards the seat that previously belonged to Rana.
Rana sighed. "Yo, help me, will you?" said later.
Dio looked at Rana again. "Help what?"
"Gue wants to talk to Arka.
Dio frowning. Not he did not want to, but he did not imagine if Arka's words to them, would be spoken also by the man to Rana. "What else, Ra? My advice, now you focus on yourself. Treat your heartache."
"Gue needs an explanation, Yo. There's no way I can continue my steps, if I haven't been able to escape my mass."
"Okay, I tried."