The Stupid Barbie's
The Conversion of Kang Ghosting

"I mean you don't mind, do you, about me deket daniel?" arsya is honest. He revealed this earlier, so that there would be no misunderstandings later on.

"Gue doesn't matter, yes. Friendship is a right of each. And ... that applies to all of you, too" Arka spoke to all the members in the barrel.

"Not only Daniel, but also the King. If you still want to join him again, I pardon the sidelines. My business is the same as him who used to be, it will be my business," he said wisely.

Prok prok prok!!

Suddenly Kibo stood up, complete with a clap of his hand.

"Syubakanallah, byijaknya cyalon imam qyu ..," exclaimed Kibo imitating the style of a sissy.

Buk up! A hello kitty doll just floated into the head of the flattened and creamy guy.

"Eh, Busyet, Yes!! My beloved doll." he shouted and saved his beloved doll that was stranded on the floor ill-fated.

Witnessing the silliness of Kibo, tongkrongan was full of their laughter. No exception Arka who was previously in serious wise mode.

"Eh, yes, lo... met his ex Rana, what is it?" arka asked right after the laughter subsided.

"Buckoo! Someone called the ex-boyfriend!" bendon cried unmitigated, followed by the laughter of the tongkrongan again.

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Room Vira_22.00

The girl was holding a cell phone right next to her right ear. Focus on the window. Looking at each other with a guy who is also in the same position opposite, different houses with him.

"You're not sleepy, Vir?" brother Zein asked, smilingly looking at Vira from her bedroom window.

"Yet. Is Brother Zein sleepy?" Vira asked back, not forgetting her fluffy smile.

"Not yet, but if you're sleepy, the phone's just not dead."

"Eh? Zein is that?! Don't-don't-don't Kak Zein has been bosen long phone ama Vira!" sumpul Vira was singing her lips.

"Who? How tambok? Not what Kak Zein meant," persuaded Zein, anxious to see the behavior of Vira who turned out to be completely unchanged. Still just like his little Vira.

"Continue?" vira Fishing.

"Yes Brother Zein does not want you to sleep just because waiting for Kak Zein to hang up the phone."

"Owh, that. But tomorrow, brother. No papa dong, if Vira is late," Vira prenges on Zein.

"Hhh,, you son of a bitch. Emm ... tomorrow you have no planning?" zain asked doubtfully.

"Cm ... planning? Eng ... not really. At least to the salon. That doesn't have to be either. Why, brother?" ask Vira, then bite her lower lip hopefully worried.

"If tomorrow ... Zein's sister's eating, can't she?"

Hearing Zein's question, Vira smiled then the mangosteen agreed to Zein's request. Of course he won't refuse.

Zein also smiled, then said, "Yes, you've been sleeping, yes. Don't forget to wear skincare tonight," and then laugh.

"Hehehe, siip, Brother!"

"Good night, Vir."

"Good night, Brother."

Foetish...

Phone connection is turned off. Vira ran and laid her body on the bed of joy. Posele was happy. His smile did not stop expanding. If Brother Zein alone can make him this happy, then what's the point of all his pyara so far?

...💕...

That girl is just clamoring. Just lie down on his bed to see the view of the room wall that is not as usual.

He still gathered his consciousness. A few minutes ago, he returned to his consciousness.

Ah, I don't know.

Rana shook her head less in agreement with her own opinion. His brain tried to find another idea again, but then his cell phone without guilt even disrupted his morning musings.

"Gundul-gundul pacul-cul pemblengan...🎶"

Although actually very mager, the girl finally raised the call.

"Hello, Tan?" say it to Aunt Sarah on the other end.

"Rana, aren't you unemployed today?" just ask Sarah to the point.

"Emm .. nganggur anyway, Tan. But Rana's not time to apply for work yet."

"Duh, that's not what Auntie meant, Rana .... Today can be, can't you, to Aunt's house?"

Hearing Aunt Sarah's question, Rana's smile immediately expanded. It seems like I haven't seen Arka in a long time.

...💕...

A bright morning. The girl smiled cheerfully. Standing in front of an artistic door is also magnificent.

Tok tok!

As usual, the tiny beautiful girl did not ignore the house bell that she was actually able to reach.

Inside the house, Arka who went down the stairs to the first floor frowned in surprise. Early this morning why someone is so stupid. There's a house bell, why banged on the door? Like people collecting debt. Anyway, the doorbell was broken, huh?

"Ka! Open door! There's guests!" yelled Rangga somewhere.

Arka sighed lazily. Is that the maid in this house? Why did he open the door himself?

Tok tok!!

Rana knocked on the door again. Still with a cheerful smile that blooms cheerfully.

Kreeks ....

Door opens. A man stood straight in front of Rana. Cringing. Wearing a plain white T-shirt complete with her butts.

Rana's right hand that was about to knock on the door again he lowered it slowly. Then grimaced at the old-fashioned guy in front of him.

"Morning, Ka!" she smiled awkwardly.

"Can't ya, you just push the bell home?" Instead of replying to Rana's greeting, Arka actually gave a hostile response.

"Emm .. no nyampe," answered Rana accordingly.

Arka sighed lazily, then without warning, grabbed Rana's right hand and pressed the little girl's index finger on the bell next to her door.

Ting tung tung....

Treated like that, Rana could only sculpt. Staring at the man before him with bated breath.

"Can, right?" tanya Arka stared back at Rana with her hand still touching the back of Rana's hand.

"Well, Rana? Have you come?" sarah's crashing voice suddenly startled them. Spontaneously, both of them pulled their hands together.

"Rush! Why wasn't she told to come in?" aunt Sarah approached the two.

"Can go in alone" said Arka coldly, then passed leaving Sarah and her annoying guests.

Seeing Arka's response so bad, Rana and Sarah can only look at each other, then together raise their shoulders. Surprised by the cold guy who has passed somewhere.

"Come on, Ra, let's just get started! Aunty already impatiently want to be able to cook," invite Sarah to take Rana's hand. Pulling it into the kitchen.

"Auntie-liat, you're getting closer to the same Arka," Sarah teased Rana's cheek. The one who had his cheeks pierced could only grimace. Confused what to respond.