The Stupid Barbie's
Punishment

The door of the house was opened, followed by the appearance of a man with a bruised face and a school uniform that was still complete.

"the arka? Where are you from?" Sarah who was faithful waiting for the return of her stepson in the living room immediately stood up from her seat and approached Arka full of worry, finding the man was not in a good condition.

"Damn!" rutuk Arka. Why is this woman still not sleeping at this hour? Though the reason he came home late this night was to avoid long sniffling aunt Sarah.

"Ka, what are you doing? How can I bruise a gini?" sarah asked to touch the boy's shoulder.

The lazy arc responded, and not in a good mood, no pleasant words immediately removed the hand from his shoulder.

Sarah just sighed softly while squeezing her hand. Still trying not to get hurt.

"Mas! Maas! Arka's home, Mas!" sarah shouted at Rangga who was in her office. "Here, Ka." Undeniably giving up, the woman pulled Arka's hand slowly to sit her on the sofa chair of the room.

Arcs were pulled according to it, even with a lazy look turned face once serving his father's young wife.

"Dark! You have a lot of wounds, until blue-blue. It must be really painful, huh? Have you been taken to the hospital yet? You just got home, at this hour? Mom was just as papa from earlier waiting for you. What if I am not taken to the hospital? You can get an infection." Sarah began to chatter at length as usual.

Hearing all the barrage of suave aunt Sarah just now, Arka turned the eyeball puffed. "You go, Tan. Sleepy me," said Arka coldly and then stood up from her seat.

"Carca!" Rangga with his firm voice approached the two and sat on one of the couches, facing his son.

"Sit down!" tell the man it's cold. It is clear already, from which the attitude of the Ark was inherited.

Arka who never defied his father's orders, then sat down with his obedience.

"Remove again. You go to school, actually to be smart, or just to get a cocktail?!" snapping Rangga with a voice began to rise. The only boy, if it's this brutal if it's not accelerated, what will it be?

Silent arka. No self-defense, let alone a rebuttal.

"Now, stand! Come on over here!" tell Rangga again.

Arka stood up while cursing herself in the heart. His father's merciless learning system was still happening as well, after a long time he did not feel the pain.

"Before Papa punishes you, Papa gives an opportunity for you to defend yourself" said Rangga stood up to his son with a firm step.

Sarah, who doesn't know what's going to happen, can just shut up. Why is it so cold? Why is Rangga like not the Rangga mas he knows?

"Nothing, Pa. Arka is ready to be punished," said Arka strengthen the body's defense. Be prepared to accept any attack his father might give.

Bruaks!

No need to wait for long, a merciless kick landed on the legs of the man to make him limped to maintain his standing position.

"Mas!" sarah's screams covered her mouth in surprise.

"Argh," Arka held back the pain.

"Don't cry! A real man will always be responsible in every mistake" Rangga said without pity.

One tear escaped from Sarah's eye. Is this man really her husband?

Bruaks!

Bruaks!

"Udah, Mom! Poor Arka, she's still a child" Sarah pleaded.

"If not taught early on, he may become." Rangga was firm on his stance. Want to attack again.

"Udah, Mom! Huh!" sarah cried out to hold her husband's body, while Arka could only grimace in pain without making a sound.

Rangga then took a breath and took it out slowly. "This is the last time. If this happens again, Papa will not hesitate," said Rangga then passed leaving Arka and Sarah just like that.

"Ka, here Mama help," said Sarah to help Arka rise up.

"No need!" arka looked coldly at the woman in front of her. "Gue can be alone" he continued, then rose with his remaining strength.

"Oh yeah, one more thing, lo it's not my mother, so stop being so good-ass with me because I don't need all your kindness," he said then passed leaving Sarah with all the pain in her heart.

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Shutter Room

The girl did not go to sleep at this late hour. After the streets the King drove him and then chatted a lot with his father, while he immediately passed to the top. Very lazy to see om Cipto which strangely can change attitude in such a way.

Still lying in her bed, Rana took a photo that she had tucked under the books on her desk. Watching the photo for quite a while. Photo of two guys in Tunas Bangsa High School uniform. Arka and the King. Smile broadly at the camera, although with a bruised-bleached face is not muddy, more or less like the current state of Arka.

So, Arka and Raja used to be pretty close? Why do the two of them not know each other now? There was no reprimand when the King first came to school. Arka who suddenly took time with his members visited the canteen of Ratih's mother, and the King who did not talk much after the arrival of Arka. It's like there's something wrong here.

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With her back to her sleeping husband, the woman sobbed in tears. Arka's pain was her pain as well, but why did the child not even consider her a mother at all? Destined not to be able to have offspring, is his destiny like this?

Suddenly Mas Rangga hugged him from behind, making him rather surprised. Sarah wiped her tears, but said nothing.

"I do this all for the good of Arka as well. So that he does not repeat the same mistake. So that he can be a responsible person," said Rangga Lirih.

"But it doesn't have to be that loud" Sarah said. Still in the same position.

"If it is not scaled, it will become more and more without anyone to fear."

"But, Mom, violence is not the right way to educate children. We have to teach Arka about compassion."

Silence moment. Rangga did not respond.

"Taught about affection, what does he care about that kind of thing? I know that Arka's not being nice to you. But I don't know how to." Jemari Rangga slowly wiped away Sarah's tears.

"Tau bag?" asked Sarah to make sure, after changing her position facing the Rangga mas.

"Yes. Forgive Arka for all that."

"I'm sorry Arka .. Now I understand why she's acting the same way as me. At the age of ten years left by a mother ..." Sarah then touched Rangga's cheek, ". having a father who is busy working and educating by means of violence, it's only natural that Arka has no compassion and compassion."

"Dec? Are you guilty of me again?" asked Rangga without raising his voice.