The Stupid Barbie's
Daily Introgation

The street looks crowded. A group of teenage boys drove slowly in unison by splitting the stretch.

"Gaesh! Stop by my house first. All rest," said Dio, somewhat hardening his voice.

"Dam!" replied his friends very compact.

"Lo come along too, Ka. Kan, you've never been to my new house." Dio poked at the waist of Arka who was shaking her.

"Hm," replied Arka lazily. If not immediately responded, Dio will continue to interfere with his concentration of driving the motor. If his favorite KLX motorbike is okay, then Dio's history in his hands is exhausted.

"Oh yeah, Yo, what did you mean, it was me?" tanya Arka remembers Dio's odd question in the middle of the basketball game. Just-just look if anyone saw and photographed the incident last night.it was too close for the size of someone new to know.

"What's it, Ka?" Dio asked back.

"That was." Arka answered.

"Where was it, Ka?"

"So, it's basketball."

"What?" fishing rod Dio.

"Rana," replied Arka in the end.

"Oooh, joked my doang, Ka. Hehehe," explained Dio without sin.

"O." Arka. I hope no one saw what happened last night. Shamefaced. Why would he interfere in Rana's business?

"Yes!" call Dio after a while.

Arka doesn't say.

"Yes!" call Dio again.

"Hmm" said Arka.

"Don't say .. you like yeah, ama Rana?" ask Dio suddenly.

Arka twisting the ball of the eyes puffed. What kind of accusation is this? Like there's no other girl.

"Lo don't want, what did I say?"

"Inget anyway, Ka. Who knows, you might fall out with Rana. Keep changing his mind because of him."

"Hhh, impossible."

Before long, the group stopped in front of a house. Dio's new home, he said. Arka just visited here. He looked at the building. Feels familiar. His gaze was then turned aside on the house next to him. This house .. was the house when he delivered Rana for the first time.

Just as he was about to ask, suddenly Dio had already passed first. To let all his friends go inside. Ahh. Why does he care whose house this is?

Inside Dio's house time passed so quickly. Not only resting, they also chatted a lot of things. Laughing at such absurd jokes.

Arsya grabbed a guitar. Pick it up slowly, then sing a song. His friends did not stay silent, singing with a loud voice as possible. Enliven the atmosphere and enjoy togetherness.

"For my dear Tone" Arsya said poetically after ending the song.

Laughter sounds were everywhere. Basic Arsya! If you like it, why not just get shot? Even busy disturbing the endless tone.

Arka glanced at her watch. His body still feels sultry because of sports today, so, he must go home and take a shower.

"Bro, go home first. My hot,"

"Dam!" answer his friends as usual then start sifting through new songs to sing.

Arka passed away. If you've been hanging out like this, his friends may remember the time. Fortunately, Dio's parents were always friendly and welcoming. I love my son's friends visiting his house.

Arka had turned on the bike, but then the focus was diverted to a car that stopped right in front of Dio's neighbor's house. The house that made him curious.

The window of the car opened, displaying the face of a man who was smiling kindly at him. "Dio's victory, huh? I'm his neighbor" said the man, greeting.

Arka nodded and smiled back. Who is this guy? he still looks young and is certainly a rich man. What is this guy's relationship with Rana?

Arriving home, Arka immediately walked into the kitchen. Her body feels hot. He had to take a shower to make his body feel fresh. No need to think long, while walking, Arka took off her shirt. Leave the chest of the field that he let look just like that. At most in the house there is only Sumi's mbok.

Entering the kitchen, Arka immediately went to the refrigerator and opened it. Take a bottle of cold drink from it.

Glek, Arka started to gulp it down.

"Yushaaa!!" a girl's scream suddenly startled her. He immediately choked because of the sound of the cry and piercing it.

His view then shifted towards the source of the sound. She saw that Rana was closing her eyes with both hands. Damnit damnit! Why else would this girl be here?

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Dining Room_Vira's House

"Vira, Papa doesn't forbid you from being friends with anyone. Papa just wants you to be careful. You are a girl, you are a girl. Why come here with a different guy every day?" Dharma looked at her son furiously. Not angry actually, he was just worried about his daughter for nothing. Every day he changes his girlfriend who takes him on the road. I don't know how many guys are playing the game.

"The virus! You hear Papa?" Feeling unappointed, Dharma bullied her son.

"Denger, Pa," said Vira just relax, while enjoying her dinner.

"Who's the guy who took you this afternoon?" dharma began to interrogate.

"Reza" replied Vira.

"Your new boyfriend?"

"Not."

"Continue?" Dharma is fishing for information, while next to him, the wife, Soraya, stroked her shoulders so that she did not let go of talking to her teenage son.

"Newly familiar, it was fitting to go to the salon," explained Vira had been usually interrogated like this. Reza didn't stop by. His father is so sensitive. What would happen if the guy stopped by and chatted with his parents? Finish history.

"Newly acquainted? How to buy it." Dharma does not believe.

"He took Vira down the street. Vira also did not ask, bought the macem-macem that."

"Udah. Next time you don't want to be invited by a guy. Papa doesn't like Papa's son to wander around with guys everywhere" said Dharma then got up from his seat and just passed. Having a daughter whose job is dating, is more troublesome than having a delinquent son.

"Who was your girlfriend's name, Vir?" soraya asked suddenly approaching her son.

"Not a girlfriend, Maah," elak Vira in a slightly shrill voice.

"Eh, boong you, huh, same Mamah?" Soraya poked her son's cheeks and then smiled ignorantly. Huh, the baby does not fall far from the tree.

"No, Maah. Vira where's got a boyfriend." Vira was just honest.

"Then anyway. And the guy who's been walking the road all this time who, if not a girlfriend?"

"Passion-only. Hehehe ..." prenges Vira without sin.

"Basically yes, son of Mamah." Soraya also chuckled. It was similar to him when he was young. There's a lot of reserves.

"Hehehe, the end of Vira is confused about which one to choose," said Vira again.

"Yes, yeah. My mom has a lot of fancies. Where were you taking Reza?"

"Feeding, keep shopping. That's a big one, Mah."

"Surely it's doang?" Soraya's getting pock-full.

"Emm .. yes the same to the same salon he. Waiting for the Vira."

"Oowh .. yaudah if so. The important thing is he's not a macem, is he, like you?"

"No, Mamah .. new people also know."

"No handsome?" ask Soraya again.

"Yes, Mah. Time yes Vira wants to be invited to walk if he is not handsome," kekeh Vira.

"Where's the same handsome Papah you are?"

Vira toyed the ends of the hair with her fingers. Seemed to be fond of answers to his mother's mainstay questions.

"Signature with Papah anyway, but Papah is fierce. If Reza is, not fierce. All right again" said Vira in the end.

"Yes, it's just in you doang. If in Mamah right, papa sosweet," said Soraya then laughed proudly.

"Byeah!" call papa from the room.

"Yes, Papah!" sahut Mamah sounds spoiled. "Tuh, the hotshot of Mamah has called Mamah. I guess I'm impatient," Soraya joked and then laughed.

"Ih, you show-off guy!" Vira pursed her lips.

"Judah, Mom, go to the room first. You learn, sana! Tomorrow, school" Soraya said as she stepped into the room.

Vira just melengos. This mom really. I love to make his soul thrash. Fortunately, there are many. So he won't get tired of playing around.

"Eh, Vir!" call Mamah suddenly raised her head from behind the door of her room.

"Sir Zein has arrived. If that one... Mamah akin is more handsome than Papah," he said as he gave a thumbs up.

Vira's smile instantly faded. Why did his mother suddenly mention the boy's name? Just make his mood worse.

"Mama!" Papah's voice sounded loud.

"Yes, dear Papah," said Mamah then closed the door to his room.