The Stupid Barbie's
Papi's?

"Arka, please anterin Rana home, yes," said Rana completely unaware of the clumsiness of Arka.

"R...."

"Ka, Rana's not that strong. Rana needs to be alone, make a nenangin himself," cut Rana because he does not want Arka to refuse his decision.

"Yes already, mumpung again deserted, I anterin lo go home," said Arka then writhing Rana's hand. Get him off the rooftop.

"Sudirman Street is number one, Ka!" exclaiming Rana has returned carefree again, precisely trying to return carefree. However, his call was successful in stopping the steps of Arka.

"Loh, why, Ka? How's berenti?"

Arka only answered Rana with a single glance. His smile was left. Then without a word, the man continued his steps, with his right hand still holding Rana's hand.

On the way to the parking lot, the two teenagers went hand in hand without a word. Tracing the school corridor is very quiet, because everyone is in the classroom. The first lesson hour is underway.

Still with the step of following the guy who held his hand, Rana noticed every mading he passed. The papers were not there, but who can be sure that the bullying will not happen to him again?

The arka?

Guys are like puzzles to him. A few minutes ago the guy was like an angel, but look now! Even in silence, the guy looks cold. It's totally unpredictable.

After arriving at the parking lot, still in a state of silence a thousand languages, Arka took his motorbike, riding it after arriving in front of Rana, wearing a helmet and then thrusting the helmet also on Rana.

Rana gulped her salivary. But, the guess is right. Arka was angry with him. He then grabbed and put on the helmet given by the man. Also confused about how to react.

"Good," said Arka briefly. Flat without expression.

Rana immediately did the boy's orders. Completely confused by Arka's attitude that can change as fast as lightning.

Klek, Arka put the keys on the bike and turned on the two-wheeled vehicle.

"Arka," called Rana to put her face next to the guy.

Arka who was called, immediately turned her head to the right, finding Rana's sudden face already staring at him with her round eyes.

However, the guy just turned his head without saying anything. He knew he shouldn't be cold to Rana anymore. But ... did not know Rana, that the girl also should not ask him to deliver it to Jln. Sudirman No. 1, the handsome and rich widower's house?

"If Rana wants to hug Arka .. can you?" asked Rana with her innocent face.

For a moment, Arka stared at the girl silently without giving an answer. But then ....

"May," he answered either a demon from nowhere. The successful answer published Rana's smile.

Rana who was excited to get permission from Arka, immediately hugged the guy tightly. It was as if if he loosened just a little bit of his embrace, Arka would instantly disappear from him.

"Rana wants to say thanks to Arka," said Rana broke the silence between the two on the way to her papal home. "Thank you, because Arka wants to wear this jacket again," he said later, inhaling the typical fragrance of men who walked out of Arka's jacket. The typical fragrance belongs to that guy.

Arka was still silent without a word, but the corners of her lips were raised as well without being prevented.

Arka motor stopped at Jln address. Sudirman No.1s. The guy just glanced at the house and then looked away at the street. The gates of the mansion are wide open, featuring a collection of branded cars that are not tin cans. Understandably, the owner is a car manufacturer entrepreneur. Definitely love to collect luxury cars and also have unmitigated female tastes, thought Arka gedeg.

"Arka, wait here, yeah. Rana wants to check first there are people who do not," said Rana after getting off the motorcycle Arka.

"Hm..." Arka let out a rough breath, but certainly still agreed to the girl's request.

Rana developed her sweet smile, then passed entering the area of her papa house.

"Tumbens. Papi not working?" tanya Rana found her father was relaxing watching TV in a state of just wearing boxer pants, showing the chest of his field is too slick for the size of office worker widows.

"Loh, you don't go to school, Ra?" Darren instantly got up from his lying position on the sofa. Got his son suddenly at his house at this early hour.

"Ooh .. okay, mumpung Papi again this mager. Oh yeah, who are you here with? Mr Budi?"

"Temen," answered Rana, looking enthusiastic with a bright smile.

"Male?" Darren squinted the two neutrals that were already narrowed.

"Hehehe," Rana even grimaced blushing.

"Gee, great! Papi's shutter is a new guy. Papi wants an acquaintance, Ra. Which gang is the same Papi?" ask her with a flickering glint.

"But! Yes, Arka's with it! Papi is a widower. Papi wants an acquaintance?" he asked, but then remembered something. "Eh yes, Rana forgot, Arka is still outside," said the girl knocked her head slowly.

"Yes, just ask to come in."

"Em .. okay." Rana was about to stand up from her seat, but then her hand was held back by Darren.

"Chat, let Papi open the door. You change your clothes there! Just wear lip-lip to be more beautiful," said Darren displaying his smile.

"Yeah! Papi is good. Bye, Papiii!!" he shouted while waving his hands and then waltzing away.

In front of the house, still in a state of nangkring on his motorbike, Arka wiped his sweat that poured. How many minutes is this? Why hasn't Rana been telling you for so long? And since when did the morning sun get this hot?

Dredd. It turned out to be a message from Rana. Before opening the chat, the guy took the time to smile at the name of the contact Rana who. In fact, he himself made the name of the contact.

The twin of Aunt Cherewet

Enter Ka!

Arka immediately rounded her eyes. Nothing happened to Rana, so that the girl told him to go into the house of the young widower immediately. Arka hurriedly got off her bike and ran towards the door of Dio's neighbor's house.

Inside the house, the extremely mager Darren had just stood up from his seat. He was about to set foot, but was quick to see a man suddenly inside his house, walking with long steps towards him.

Bruaks!

Suddenly one bogem fist flew straight to Darren's right cheek, making the man fall back onto the sofa.

"God! Lo apain Rana?!"

Bugs!

Bugs!

Bugs!

Without thinking long Arka continued to beat the man he had locked his position. Duaing in the house with Rana in a state of not wearing clothes like this, what would he do to Rana?

"Nrp ..." Darren who had already been locked in his position really could not avoid let alone fight.

"Where's Rana?! If you dare to macem-macem the same he gua surein you will abis in the hands of the cave," threatened the guy put a jiggle bogeman his fist for a harder blow again.

"Buck!!" rana shouted thunderously, standing gawking at the steps of her papa house. The girl then immediately approached Arka and her papa, which had been piled up like fried bananas sold on the side of the road.

The summoned arc, was also astonished at Rana's arrival. Why is it so beautiful like this?

"Rush! Arka want to kill Papi Rana?!" Rana pulls Arka's hand to move immediately from the top of her father's body which has been bruised blue immeasurable.

"Body?" tanya Arka confirmed her hearing.