The Stupid Barbie's
The Most Greedy of God
"Well, Mommy?!" peekik Rana covers the actual mood is very bad.
"Ra, you're not papa, are you?" tanya Puspa touched her daughter's arm. Staring with worry, was also regret for allowing the child to come out alone this afternoon. Next to her, Sarah simply smiled in response.
"Rana's no papa, Mi," replied the girl shaking her head, then hugging her mother.
"Udah tell me thank you Arka, has been helped?" tanya Puspa after Rana took off her embrace.
Rana turned to Arka at a glance, then smiled at her mama. "Udah."
"Owh .. yes. Yuk, nemenin Archa. Kasian him, until it is bandaged," Puspa asked.
"Mr ...." Rana thought of finding an excuse. For now, it feels like he does not want to face Arka anymore. "Rana's going to have a bowel movement, Mi. Udah kebelet from earlier," said Rana finally, holding his stomach grimacing then passed quickly from Arka's room. Very clever acting.
Puspa and Sarah could only exchange glances, shake their heads and then step towards Arka sitting on the bed, with the smile she made not as I could.
"Tan," said the man to Puspa. Know how he should do.
...💕...
At the edge of the pool of the mansion, Rana sat swinging her legs in the water. He stared at the water he produced himself. There was absolutely no intention of getting up from that place unless he immediately went back to his house.
Huft....
Turns out, Arka is still just as loud. It's still just as cold. Also someone he really can't figure out. It is still like a mystery in space. Also a sword that can hurt anyone no matter that someone is the owner.
Rana. Close his eyes to the dark afternoon. Is this Arka? A boyfriend? Nope. A fella? Maybe, but .. he wouldn't want someone to call him that. Thenwhat? Ahh .. man is God's most greedy creation.
It's not that he's not grateful. But, he needs certainty, or at least a bond that makes him feel fully possessed Arka, his pretext is on himself. Justifying the heart that suddenly pervades.
Ahh, stop.
"Rana," said a delicate woman. Making the summoned chick immediately turn her head and open her eyelids. Showing his smile.
"Are we here?" Puspa approached his son, with Sarah next to him.
Rana grimacing. "Rana sultry, Mi, haven't had a shower yet. So put your feet here again," he said, and then stood up.
"Hhh, Rana, why don't you take a shower?" ask Sarah.
"You'll be home, Tan."
"Well, you want to go home?" ask Sarah again.
"Saraah," said Puspa still looks soft, while pushing his best friend's arm slowly.
"Auntie thinks you're going to go all in. Let all of you nemenin Arka," said Sarah again without sin.
Puspa glared at the woman, while Rana just smiled in response. Not interested in the topic at hand.
"From now on, Sar. Yes, we are also all saying yes, Sar," said Puspa later, then turned to Rana.
"Sana, Ra, you said good to Arka. Mami was waiting in the car" he said again.
"Emm .. don't do it, Mi. Rana hasn't had a shower. I smell like goats like gini. Embarrassed. Just say hello," said the girl while kissing her own armpits alternately, then showing her pringisannya again. Enough pringisan to cover his current fret.