The Stupid Barbie's
Pressures

"Okay, Jaa .. how, yeah. I abis diomeli. abis-out same nyokap my bokap. Now my story is told to look in the room. Can't go out. Yeah, I went out with you."

At the end of it the king laughed out loud.

"Who? Why laugh at me anyway?" Rana pouting. "My people are in a disaster too" he said again.

"Eh, are you serious, Ra?" the king asked after he stopped laughing.

"Yes seriously. Why am I lying to you?"

"Hehehe, his brother I think aunty Puspa where might be angry. People are so calm."

Rana turned the eyeballs off guard. That's what he never thought before. Her mother is not a person who easily ignited emotions like this.

"Keep, means from school you haven't eaten?"

"Yes not yet."

"Honestly, Ra, you must be really a laper, right, but the prestige of going out to take food outside your room? I assure you, your maid must have prepared that food from earlier."

Hearing the King's words just now, he became curious whether bi Esih was right to do what the King said. He opened a little of his room door. And yes, there was already a tray of food on the desk of the door of his room.

"Now, what do I say?"

"You know what, Ja?" rana asked, closing the door to her room again.

"Experience, I mah. Yes, you are just ready. Bokap lo let me take care of it. You have a lot of problems, right? I'm the best venting place. That's what the employee at my bokap clinic said."

"But, Ja...."

"Udah."

Tuut....

The phone line was then shut down by the King.

Rana could only sigh, then lie down on her bed. He was still wearing his uniform this morning. Actually she is the type of girl who is mager for the streets, but if not so she will surely die of boredom in the room in the face of guilt that is increasingly becoming. Also by worms in his stomach.

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"Where are we going?" rana asked after sitting in the King's car, next to the guy. I don't know what that guy did to his parents. He doesn't know. In essence, the King managed to take him away from the house which now feels so annoying. No one believed him. No one asked the origin of it. No one cares how his heart is.

"Surprise" said the King developing his flagship smile.

"Hmm .. okay. Watch out if I can not be satisfied with my heart," threatened Rana while tying her hair origin.

The king did not respond, instead busy observing Rana's activities. If he is this beautiful, how can he give up again?

"Report, Ja!" rana cried after tying her hair.

"Ready!" sahut Raja then drove with his sports car.

"Well, I guess where I'm going" said Rana pursed her tiny lips. The two now sit face to face in a food stall on the side of the road. Without a roof, without the usual luxuries emitted by a King of Algatra.

"Udah, enjoy it. Kasian tuh, your stomach, from earlier was screaming for help."

"Huh, even though the story is I want to learn to be a matre girl. Eh it turns out you are not cool, Ja," said Rana while stirring a bowl of baso in front of him.

Clataks!

One punch of a fork perched on the guy's forehead.

"Don't mess with a young widower who has no medicine," said Rana, standing holding a fork while narrowing his eyes. "That's my papi" he said again and then sat back down.

"What?! About Cipto?" The king was surprised and unexpected.

"Yes, it's not. What do I think I'm doing?" said Rana indifferently while sipping her minya.

"Continue?" ask King kepo.

"Hmm .. papi Darren. That's my stepdad. Mommy married me after papa Cipto ninggalin mami when I was a baby," so easily Rana tell his life story to this guy. As you might expect, the King easily takes everyone's heart. Friendly and warm.

"Well, continue, how ampe now om Cipto still the same nyokap lo?" ask the King again.

"My father is five years old, Papa Cipto is home. So mommy and papi Darren split up. But I usually still often to the house papi Darren anyway," said Rana again.

"Owh, that. Means you're more deket to Darren than Cipto?" ask the King to conclude.

Rana simply smiled in response, then sipped the last broth in her bowl.

"Hhh,, just look, I, a pretty girl as dilapidated as elo," chuckled the King honestly.

"Ahh .. seger," said Rana half put the bowl. "Negotch you, huh?" smith again.

"Hhh, it's unique. Yes, yes, Ra. I don't want to bring people's children home late in the malem."

"Santuy is it. If the door is locked, I can still climb up to my room" joked Rana then developed a smile.

"It can be lo."

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"Please stop, Ja!" rana said on the way home. The car was crossing a long bridge with an iron fence along its side.

The king according to him even though he does not know what the purpose of Rana.

Without a word, Rana opened the car door.

"By!" The king held Rana's hand that was about to get out of the car. "Lo didn't want to kill himself, did he?" ask the King.

"Hhh, what the hell? Indiscriminate if you say so," said Rana smiling while shaking the hand of the King. The girl then got down from the car and walked towards the iron fence on the side of the bridge.

The worried king, immediately followed Rana just in case.

Silent. The two just stood side by side next to the iron fence, looking at the night sky as well as the stream under the bridge.

"Gue sometimes feels I am a burden in my family," said Rana as she looked up at the sky, while the King looked at the girl's face, ready to listen to all complaints Rana.

"Stupid gue. From a small age I always get the last stage. Papa I'm a lawyer who prioritizes his image and good name. My brother is a pinter, achiever, and never left the first position. Papa always appeals to us. Eating malems together is like kayaking in hell. There's no good." Rana's eyes started to glaze over.

Sympathetic king, grabbing the girl's shoulder. " Strong drop, Ra. Not only you who are in the gini position," said the King stroked Rana's shoulder. "Gue three brothers. My two brothers are all boys. Overseas graduates are awarded the scholarship entirely due to merit. I think the people of Pinter, there is still nothing. Bokap always sues me, but I can't always fulfill his wish."

From afar, a KLX motor began to reduce speed. Observing for quite a while, then speeding as fast as lightning through the night wind.