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"Huh? Which neighbor?" ask Dio.
"That's right over here" answered Arka briefly.
"Owh, you know. Mr. Darren, that's. The largest car industry in Indo. Friendly, again. I usually play sports at home. Golf, basketball, just so much. He said tell me to take my friends to play there too" Dio said at length.
"Mrs?" tanya Arka sounded indifferent.
"Hmm .. young widower. Hehe," prenges Dio.
"Have kids?" ask Arka again.
"Emc ... " Dio thought. "I don't think so, Ka. You see, all this time I played there the person alone continues. A helper is not there," Dio replied while recalling.
"Oh."
"Lo kok tumben kepo gini, Ka. Don't tell ... You have a crush on the young widower next door to my house? Athaghfirullah! Ka, istigfar! Although the duda is a baby face, you have to inget if you are a boy, Ka." Dio panicked himself. Fearful of his friend exposed to the virus today. Oranges meet oranges.
"What the hell?" arka then came down from Dio's window, put down the guitar and put on his bag which he put on Dio's desk.
"Hehehe,, you go home, Ka?" ask Dio.
Arka just put her shoulders down. "Thanks, Yo. I pull it off first" he said later.
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Rena Room
Rena and Nada were lying side by side on the bed of the room. Staring at the ceiling of the room while developing smiling lips.
"So you really like the King?" tanya Nada concludes Rena's series of stories about the King who was once told excitedly by Rena.
"Emm .. maybe," said Rena.
"Hhh, I didn't think I was. You can also fall in love." Smiling tone himself heard the confession of Rena.
"Oh, lo mah. Ugly cave you, yeah." Rana elbowed arm Tone. "But don't tell anyone just yet, Nad."
"Ready!" said Nada gave her thumbs up.
"Promise first." Rena thrusting her pinky.
"Yes, yeah." Tone welcoming pinky Rena. A promise to keep a secret about taste.
"Emc ... Nad, I've been open-ended, same lo, you're not interested in that, share my same secret?" rena's fishing rod was curious also with Arsya and Nada's relationship which was like hiding the seeds of romance.
"What secret?" The tone pretended not to understand.
"That's a lot, Nad. Time you don't understand anyway? Doesn't it really feel the same way Arsya?" ask Rena directly at the point.
"Me?" tanya Tada was hesitating.
"Yes, elo."
"I ...."
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Room Rana_ 17.15
Behind the bedroom door, Rana leaned back while hugging her knees. Quietly himself contemplated everything that happened. Children of Tunas Bangsa High School and SMK Karya Nusantara who were involved in the fight. Arka's bonyok's face was not muddled. Mama looks very disappointed in him. Still coupled with the endless barrage of anger om Cipto.
Who did this mean he ran to? Mami who usually still patiently persuaded him is now also disappointed. Papi who usually became his escape now he can not just go.
What about his friends? Ah, they've been bothered enough with him all this time. Plus, they have their own problems. Rena with her papa's affair. Nada must be busy helping both her parents. With Vira? Anyway, he does not want his friends to bear his sorrow.
Tok tok!
The sound of the door being knocked roused Rana from her daydream.
"Eat first, Non. Aunty had brought food," said Bi Esih, Rana's maid, from outside the girl's room.
Rana just rubbed her tears silently not answering anything.
Bi Esih is not easily desperate. The 50-year-old continued to knock on her door and asked her employer's child to eat. If non Rana does not eat, the girl may be sick. If non Rana is sick, then there is no more joy in this house. The mistress who did not talk much, Mr. Cipto who was busy working, and non Dhira who was always loyal sat behind his study table.
30 Minutes passed, still no response. Bi Esih to the point of being tired of himself persuading his master's son.
"Here you go, Auntie just come down. Let him quickly realize all the same thing," said Puspa then back down the stairs.
15 Minutes passed in silence, bi Esih completely obeyed the orders of mistress Puspa the master.
Tok tok!
Rana silently did not respond, but then her eyes were fixed on a paper that had suddenly been lying just next to her.
Eat up! If you don't want to eat the part of my sister I finish you loh.
Rana smiled reading the letter. Basic Dhira! The part of yourself is never consumed, let alone added parts. It will not be touched at all.
Dredd ....
Shutter mobile phone vibrates. There must be a chat coming in.
+6281343665***
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Kings
Rana was silent to the chat from the King. Where did the guy get his number? Here's the new number.
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^^^Siap😉^^
Kings
What else, Ra?
Not busy?
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^^^Nanya. Why emang?^^^
Kings
Hhh, if again unemployed I want to bargain for side work at my clinic 🤣
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^^^Yee.^^^
^^^For nothing, I.^^^
Kings
I'm on the phone, huh?
Just now Rana was about to answer, suddenly his phone had chanted a loud pacul barren song.
"Hello?" greet the King at the end. "It's true with Aunt Puspa's son, right?" ask her with her own special carefree style.
"No," answered Rana pursed her lips.
"Owh, if so this must be the beautiful Rana, who once bit my hand, right?"
"Hehehe, yes." Rana became a smile of her own given the ridiculous incident. Just getting to know how he could've caused this guy's hand to hurt. "Maap," said Rana again.
"Well, yeah can't do that. It can't be that easy" said the King at the other end.
"It's not cool, Ja."
"Hmm..hmm already, as a sincere apology, you have to keep me this malem street," said Raja in essence.
"Yee ... singles! Cepet find a girlfriend there!"
"Yee .. even cringe. Udah, anyway you do not need to bring it, I've been in front of your house."
Hearing the King's words just now, Rana immediately went wide, immediately running to the window of her room and opening it wide.
In the car, in front of the gate of his house, the King smiled as he waved his hand.
Rana sighed, then scratched her non-itchy nape. "King, not now, yeah. Sorry," said Rana then bit her lower lip.
"Yeah ..lo that's it, Ra. You don't see, I'm handsome gini. I've come all the way here nyamperin you," complained the King pretending to sulk.