The Stupid Barbie's
Misi

A fairly solid road current. A girl was shifting her cellphone menu in a taxi car that was actually a bit awkward she was riding. It is not he who sells expensive, it's just that since long ago he was used to driving his own luxury car. But it's nothing. After all, he himself handed over the keys to his favorite car.

"Bakso Mr. Somad, right, Neng?" ask the taxi driver to Rena.

"Yes, sir."

"Here we go."

Rena opened the window of the taxi he was riding in. A meatball stall that was quite crowded with a banner that read "Baso Pak Somad" in front of him. I don't know why Andra invited her to meet in a place like this. Clearly, he was just following.

" Yes, sir. Here's the money" Rena said after getting out of the taxi. Giving money worth a hundred thousand rupiah, then just passed into the meatball stalls.

"Eh, Neng, the change!" The taxi driver dyed, then guessed based on the appearance of the pasionable Eneng. Must be the rich man. So it's worth it, no need for change from a little guy like himself.

Entering the meatball stall, Rena then sat on one of the benches. His views trace every customer there is. Andra where the hell is it? grunts in his heart, then grabbed a cell phone to contact the guy.

Just as he was about to press the call button, a man's hand suddenly caught his attention. From the direction of the kitchen of the meatball stall, smilingly showing both dimples of his cheeks while walking towards him.

"Sorry yes, Ren, I even told you to come here. Emm .. It's me again working. Oh, yeah, we talked. Not here. I got permission from my boss" Andra told the Point. Then, without waiting for an answer from Rena, immediately returned to the place where it came from.

Rena who was suddenly left behind again, can only quietly conclude, owh, so Andra's side job here.

Not long after, Andra immediately came back to Rena. "Yep, Ren!" bring the guy in the checkered shirt.

"Where?" asked Rena, but did not hesitate to get up from her seat.

"The point is not here," answered Andra then walked ahead of Rena towards the place where her favorite motorcycle parked gracefully.

Rena, who in fact is not familiar with the guy, can only stand still watching Andra who is struggling to get his seat's meticulous motor out of the parking lot.

"Well, Ren, what's diem aje?" andra asked him to ride his bike. Stop in front of the girl he was talking to.

Rena who was spoken to even frowned, while observing the vehicle in front of him.

"Duh! It's hard, talking to rich people. Where's your car?"

"Gue didn't bring a car."

"Owh, yes, same me," Andra bargained the helmet on Rena.

Instead of reaching for the helmet that Andra offered, Rena actually observed her appearance from below. If she's hanging out with Andra, what's up with the skirt on her knees?

"Why? You're not ordinary, riding a bike old school kek gini?"

Listening to Andra's question, Rena turned her face away wasting a lazy breath. Should he explain the matter to this guy?

Seeing Rena's response so-so, Andra immediately got out of his vehicle and said, "Yeah, the cariin lo taxi cave." Then it passed to the side of the road.

Rena took another breath. Condemn the insensitivity of this guy with her.

"Ndra, I pinjem lo dong shirt," said Rena standing next to Andra.

"Huh?" Andra frowned not understanding.

Rena frowning. Lazy repeating.

"Yes, yes" said Andra gave his shirt to Rena. Leave a black T-shirt with a picture of his skull.

Rena received a shirt from Andra. A moment later, tied the thing to his waist. "Yeah!" take him to Andra's bike.

Andra who was invited, actually observed the appearance of Rena from top to bottom. Then scratching his neck, condemning his own stupidity.

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"Lo work there, Ndra?" asked Rena when the two were already on their way somewhere.

Rena just bowed down not responding.

"Yes .. but not completely. It was Pakde's cave meatball stall, so it could be permits as well" Andra explained then deflecting her motorbike into the small courtyard of a simple-looking house.

"Udah to us, Ren," he said then parked the bike smoothly.

"Whose house is this, Ndra?" asked Rena after getting off Andra's bike.

"My house. Yuk, in!" he said, then before Rena entered his own house.

Not long after, the two teenagers were already sitting in the living room of the simple house.

"So, what's the background to what happened, Ren?" tanya Andra started interviewing, with a pen and a book in front of her.

"Mr ...." Rena turned her wavy hair over. "Gue doesn't really know either, Ndra. You see, Rana still, sometimes not sufferingain everything to us," he said later.

"No problem" Andra said.

"So ...." From the lips of the girl, all the stories just came out. Nothing is reduced, nothing is added. Not to forget he also tucked his opinion on this issue.

"Hmm .. Gua think we should find Daniel. I don't think he's so bad" Andra concluded, closing his book.

"Agreed!"

"Assalamu'alaikum!" greet a father, immediately grab their attention. Entering the door of the house with a spray tank on its back.

"Waalaikumsalam, sir." Andra got up straight from her seat. Kiss the father's hand and help remove the tank from his father's back.

"Tumben's home, Le?" ask the father while throwing a friendly smile at his son's guests.

"Andra's got a job, sir, from OSIS," Andra replied.

"Well, don't forget to drink the mama."

"Yes, Sir. Beres!"

"Come, Ma'am," said the father then passed away leaving the living room. Followed Andra from behind with a spray tank in her hand. "Wait a minute, Ren" he said before passing. Rena is just a beard.

Left alone by Andra, Rena just silently pensive. If Andra knew that his life was not as beautiful as what was in the view of the man, surely he would pull his words back. After all, living as Andra must be happier. In a simple house with two loving parents.

"Neng, drink the tea. Andra was still inside for a while" said one mother, awakening Rena from her daydream, with a cup of tea she had placed on her living room table.

"Eh, yes, Mom," Rena smiled. "Thank you" he said again.

"Yes, equally. If you may know, Neng what's her name?"

"Rena, Mum."

"Occording to Rena .... Beautiful, like the one."

Rena smiled in response.

"Neng Rena near anyway, same Andra? Just this time she took a girl home. Until work permit again."

"Eh, Mother! Duh, Ibuk just come in. Andra's just doing her job." Andra suddenly entered the living room. Sitting next to his mother.

"Yes-iyaa ... Mom won't bother you. Yes already, Neng, Mother entered first," said the woman standing up from her seat. Smiling seductively at her teenage son. Then left the living room.

"Duh, Sorry yeah, Ren. The one that said I do not be horrified. Biasalah," said Andra embarrassed himself.

"Sir papa. Just relax. Oh yeah, I'll arrange it later so we can discuss the matter to Daniel."