The Stupid Barbie's
Sweet Memories of Junior High

Dining room

Silent, there was only the faint sound of the friction of the spoon and plate. Rana just stared lazily at the food in front of her. He did not know why every time there was a father, his appetite was lost instantly. In fact, jengkol stew in front of him must have been cooked with a secret mammary markotop recipe.

"Where is your school, Dhira?" ask Cipto on his second child who is still sitting in class 5 SD.

"Well, yesterday's rise in my ranking remained first," Dhira replied flatly, staying focused with her food.

Rana only glanced at her sister at a glance, Dhira must have been no children, her grunts cooing in heart. The boy was flat, serious, a perfectionist and. He is very similar to Cipto, his father. Even he looked nothing like Puspa, his mother.

"Good, maintain. Do not let anyone shift," said Cipto full of emphasis. Not to suppress his second child, but to make his first child realize that he should not be humiliated in front of his sister who is still in 5th grade Elementary School.

"Rana, how's your school?" tanyanya then, looked straight at Rana the eldest. I don't know how he could make the boy leave his last rank position as if it was ingrained. He was also confused, very confused. Also embarrassed.

"Well," answered Rana without looking back at her father.

"When are you vaccinated?"

"Later."

"When later?"

"Later, if Rana stamps."

"So Mr. Principal's been on the phone, asking when you started studying face-to-face."

Rana was silent a thousand languages, reflected in the pain in his brain as the cruel needle with the heart tore his smooth arm.

"What rank, you?" Actually Cipto already knows the answer. Only, this sentence is one way to make his sworn son want to carry out his orders.

"Fifty-five," answered Rana briefly expressionlessly, covering the sense of tightness that began to linger.

"How many students are in your class?"

"Fifty-five," he replied again, trying to look indifferent.

Cipto sighed heavily, while Puspa just fell silent unable to voice anything. No wonder her husband came like this. He is the type of person who cares a lot about his reputation, as a famous lawyer in this country.

"Papa wonder with you, from the past until now has not changed. Never can be proud papa, usually just for Papa shy," said Cipto cynical. What can be proud if the value of the shutter is always below standard? He was tired of supporting the child from behind, also tired of enduring the embarrassment caused by his firstborn's brain immunity.

Rana was throwing a big breath. The girl then stood up from her seat and looked at her father's eyes. Is it just Papa what, who can be angry?

"Rana is also surprised by Om Cipto, from the past until now never changed. I could never have happy Rana. Usually just angry, in fact Rana every day. Rana is also human Om, has flaws! Not kayak Om, who is PERFECT like an angel," Rana replies.

"Where!" snapped Cipto was shrouded in emotion, could-can this child call it om, as if he was not his own father.

"Pa, already, paa," Puspa mediated, not wanting the situation to be more complicated.

"Papa tuh, just want him to be …"

Bla bla....

Rana just left the dining table. His hungry stomach alone he ignored, let alone his annoying papa babble.

Bruaks!

The sound of the door being slammed is a sign that tonight he will not sleep at home.

...💕...

The bridge looked as crowded as ever. Mostly, they are busy with their respective gedgets. Online games, indeed are very trand among men their age. Not the guy's name, if not shrewd fight through this one virtual world.

Unlike the others, Daniel the gang leader actually looked at the screen of his phone. It's been read, but it won't be answered either. If this continues to treat Rana to him, it will be the same as it feels, has and does not have a boyfriend.

"Udahlah bro, you don't know Rana aja. Maybe for him, you are not a nobody," said Regy patted his shoulder. Poor, have a beautiful girlfriend once but like never considered existence.

Daniel breathed heavily. Speech like that is no stranger to his inquisition. In fact, sometimes it feels right as it is.

Daniel *******-***** his fingers are hesitant and nervous. Right behind him the crowd of his friends cheered cheerfully. He hesitated to enter this room immediately. Inside there is only Rana. He said he was being punished for cleaning the class alone because he was no longer doing PR.

Glanced at the three friends of Rana who stood not far from the crowd. Vira with an enthusiasm cheered her up, Nada with a worried look, and Rena with a sharp look full of threats.

Actually, they've already banned him from doing this. But she has loved Rana since her first meeting at orientation, been close friends for two years, and.

Daniel then began to step foot into the classroom. Not wanting to doubt it became the cause of Rana's disappearance from his grasp.

"Niel?" rana realized who was coming. His hand was about to lower the chair that was still faithful nangkring on the table.

"Here, let me help you" said Daniel, grabbing the chair and lowering it immediately.

"But, Niel, later if anyone sees, how? Rana was again punished," Rana was dumbstruck, would be bothered if sir mustam was angry just because Daniel was desperate to help him.

Without answering Rana's question, Daniel moved to other points and did the same. Lowering the chair from the table.

"Ra, I want to say something" he said with confidence, after sitting in front of Rana. The sweat on his forehead has 2 possible causes. One may be due to nervousness, and two, may also be due to fatigue. Understandably, their classes are quite spacious for the size of one of the city's favorite junior high schools.

"Haa .. What's the talk?" asked Rana dumbfounded again.Suddenly he remembered his favorite romantic soap operas that became his daily meal since he was a snot boy.

Daniel grabs both of Rana's hands, then grabs them. At the same time, this is how the guys in the movie express their feelings.

The shutter is getting made agape.

"Ra, I like you the same. You want to be my girlfriend?" daniel looked at Rana's eyes. His heart seemed to want to be dislodged, waiting for a response from the girl in front of him this.

Rana was silent a thousand words. He did not expect if his inconceivable guess just now, it turned out to be true. His mind was still trying to digest everything.

"But, we're going to sit down, Niel." It's hard for Rana to say it.

"But I love you, Ra. You don't have feelings, do you?" daniel asked, with a feeling of anxious expectation.

"... baby .. but Rana doesn't want to lose Niel. If we fight, keep breaking up, how about it?" asked Rana hesitated at once plain.

"Promise, we won't fight, let alone break up." Daniel thrusts his little finger. His smile expands, because it turns out his feelings have not clapped one hand.

Rana smiled awkwardly, then greeted Daniel's pinkie and linked him without hesitation.

"Promise," he said, smilingly revealing his beautiful dimples.

The cheerful cheer of all their friends was instantly noisy, chanting cie.... cieeee...!! It turns out that since then, they have become a free spectacle for their friends.

Daniel turned his eyes away. A flash of sweet memories from the Junior High, hopefully Rana does not forget it just like that.

"Bro, mabar, yok!" take him to Regy, who was immediately greeted enthusiastically by his friend. Instead of thinking about Rana, it is better to spend the night with mabar until morning. At least, it can make him forget his position as if invisible to his own girlfriend.

It's been playing for quite a while, it's exciting, suddenly there's a chat coming in from Rana. No need to talk, he opened it.

❤Rana Q

Pick me up at home

Now

^^^^^^

^^^^^^^

Daniel just stood up from his seat, rushing towards his motorbike. Without saying goodbye, he immediately darted to his girlfriend's house.

Regy can only be dumbfounded, as well as his friends.

"A very habit of the boy, people again exclaimed too," his grunts were upset, then took his other friend mabar.