The Stupid Barbie's
King Gundulmu Kui!

"Udah yes, Mang, vira enter first," said Vira then rush in. No, he cannot be weak like this, in love life there are only two positions, the side hurts and the party hurts.

He no longer wants to be the number two party, so he must be the number one party, that is a principle for him, since that incident.

"Eh, Mas, just arrived, Mas? It's a long time ago, Mas Zien just came home now," said Ono to a guy who just got out of his car complete with a suitcase in both hands.

"Yes, Mang," said the man as he put his two suitcases, his head looking dizzy who was looking for.

"Where's the Viron gone, Mang?" asked the man could not help his curiosity.

"Biasalah, Mas, schedule a Sunday, go to the beauty salon," explained mang Ona bluntly.

"Owh, yes-yes, Mang." The man was just bearded with a fluffy smile, it turns out that the little girl he used to know now has changed a lot, has become a beautiful teenage girl.

"Oh yes, Mang, this is a gift for Mamang. Sorry, just can give me this." The guy approached Mang Ono and then handed him a package containing the cake he had bought on the road. His intention was to be given to Vira, but it seemed that the girl was avoiding him.

"Whoops!" The man's face grew more and more, "Alhamdulillah. Thank you very much, Mas. In the words of non Vira, sustenance does not go where. There was a parcel from Non Vira, now there are souvenirs from Mas Zein," said Mang Ono girang.

"What does Emang non Vira say, Mang?" zein asked curiously, occasionally his head turned towards the house of Vira hoping that the girl would finally come out and welcome her arrival happily.

Hearing the question, Mang Ono just opened the parcel given by his employer's son earlier.

"Wow, non Vira!" Mang Ono patted his eel slowly as he stroked a shirt with his hands. "Style clothes, where fit in the body of my wife's gembrot."

Zein laughed, Vira is just weird, yes he likened his body to the body of the wife of Mang Ono.

"Oh yes, Mang, today Vira is the same candidate, Mang? Alone or what?" ask Zein again.

"Hmm .. had returned home accompanied by a guy Mas, he said he was tense, but it was like a new meretan." It turned out that Mang Ono's mouth was lemes as well.

"Owh, that's it, Mang."

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Tone house terrace

Tone wrapped the ice mix quickly, in front of him there were already some mothers in line asking to be served immediately.

Today is very crowded, the customer's seat on the terrace of his house is all filled. In fact, on ordinary days it does not seem to be this crowded. Huh, why are the guys around his house so hanging out while drinking ice mixed like this? It makes the atmosphere more crowded.

"Yuhuu!"

Tiiiiiit .. tiiiiiit .. tiiiiiitt!!

Suddenly the sound of a horn, followed by a ninja motor that stopped right in front of the terrace of the house Nada, making everyone immediately look towards the two young men who had just come.

Nada melengos annoyed, why also Arsya and Adit suddenly already here? Shame him or what?

Arsya and Adit are happy to be the center of attention, because that is their goal. Ahh, but shit! Nada even back busy, do not consider their existence.

Unyielding, Arsya immediately whistled and then got off the bike and approached Nada who was serving customers. The girl looks pouty, ahh ... Tone did not know how beautiful she was if her face was bent so.

"Mboooks!! Buy her ice twenty yeah, Mbooook!!" Arsya started her recess action.

Nonchalant tone, pretending not to listen. This guy's getting harried the more it becomes.

"Mmd! The mbook! Mboook!!"

"Lo guess I mbok you, what?!" Tone up pitam, holidays like this guy had his place to judge him here.

"Don't be angry, Nad, the buyer is King. You want, imprisoned for being rude to the king lo?"

"King, king, mistress you kui," as always Nada was still busy wrapping, "What look, am I busy?" the girl calmed down again.

"What's the big deal, Nad? My hair guy is cool gini," said Arsya while tidying his hair a bit disheveled, while Adit was just a whim to see the nosy actions of his friend.

"Gue used to dong, Nad, you're not kasian tuh, Adit is already dehydrated that, children are also waiting in tongkrongan," Arsya bawel again, he likes to provoke the response of the girl he is disturbing at this time.

"Bodo!" ketus Tone.

"Come on Naaad .. if so I help you deh," said Arsya immediately moved to the side of Nada, very enthusiastic about his words just now.

"No need!" Tone clearly does not like, "Jaudah deh, I wrap it," he said in the end. Instead of being bullied by this guy, he better obey his will.

"Naaah .. so dong, if gini is more dear brother." the guy's smile spread wide. "Here Dit! we hang out here first, while waiting for the ice made by my future wife." Arsya then passed by and sat down with the guys there. Know already he with the intention of these guys why feel at home for so long here. Old style, basic mode!

"Waduh Neeeeng, Neng, the guy who bought so duluin gini. We've been here since," a mother's nagging nagel.

"Yes, Mom, wait, it's not long anyway" said Nada rather awkwardly, then turned to Arsya who even smiled sinlessly at him.

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Unlike Sunday usually this time Rana did nothing, just sitting contemplating in the room earlier. Huh! Why is this so fate? Already fallen on the stairs anyway, already covered by his phone destroyed anyway. How'this? He can't stay in the room like this. The longer he stays silent the longer he tortures the heart.

His gaze was then shifted to a jacket hanging on the wall of his room. Arka, the guy .. for some reason disturbed his heart. Erratic, jutek, and irrit talk, but even so the guy who actually became his helper last night, also when they first met. Although it looks a bit forced, the guy is still willing to provide help, although it looks no matter in fact the guy also cares.

Rana immediately shook her head, removing the shadow of Arka from her mind. Crazy one! Just yesterday cheated he had dared to think of another guy like this.

"Ra?" Mami had suddenly appeared from behind Rana's room door.

"What are you not the boss of earlier in the room? He said he wanted to move on, kok even jumbled gini," said Puspa as he approached his son and then sat next to him.

"Bosen anyway, Mi, but what else? There's no work. Did Rana apply for a job, Mi? Keep busy, keep moving on?" said Rana limp.

"Hhh .. could be you, Ra. How are you hp? Not broken, huh? Buy there!" puspa proposal while circulating the view of observing every detail of his son's room. Messy, full of color and streaks, always so, just got repainted again. There's Daniel's name anyway, how can it move on?

"Yes, yes, Mi, Rana must buy this one," said Rana agreed.

"Oh yeah, Ra, whose jacket is that? It's not yours, is it?" puspa asked, his gaze was fixed on a jacket hung on the wall of his son's room.

"Not it, Mi, why did Rana also buy a jacket so try? Where is the greatness again."

"Continue having who? Daniel?" tanya Puspa wants to know.

"Arka."

"Can't it be on you?" Puspa as much as he wanted to know. Never mind, between Rana and her friend's child is nothing. Ahh .. would be very happy if it is booked with your own friends.