Arsel And Dara

(8) Spanking from father

"Everyone, I'll hand out the paper you were working on. Please come forward if your name is called."

Everybody nods. "Yes sir"

"First, Amanda"

"Duh degdegan I made see the value"Amanda approached pak porjo and returned to his stool.

"Both Ariel"

"May 100, may 100, may 100" Please Ariel

"Three Arsel"

Arsel walked forward and went back to bankruptcy. "Lo has what value of cells?" Didi.

"Udah must be 100 dong" Arsel showed off his value. I told you Arsel was smart.

"Four Bayu"

Bayu walks casually forward, although the value will be small. Bayu doesn't care.

"Five Love"

"Well, this 50 mah" muttered Love.

"Sixth, Dara" By default, Dara approached Pak Pirjo with her flat face. And Dara saw his value by unfolding gloomily.

"Cell, why is Dara's face so moody? "

"Where do I know Didi. I'm not who he is, maybe because of his value. "

Didi thought. "Maybe, if it's worth it. He was smart. So he'll have a value of 100"

Arsel let out a rough breath. "Boast you"

"Next, Fira"

"Doain me yaa" Zaki gave his thumbs up and nodded.

"Next Ghea"

"My turn Dar, "

Ghea sat back down, Dara was curious and peeked towards her grades. "Why? " Ghea glanced at Dara. "90" Dara nodded.

"How many kalo? " Dara turned her head, and thrust out her paper. "Dead me" muttered Dara.

"Next, Haris"

It feels like long enough to share the tightness of his repetition. Bell came home not sounding. "Okay, please go home. If you have any questions please ask. I want the paper signed by your parents. And, one more. Who is the highest value here? Do you want to know or do you know? "

"Archsel. " Pirjo sir was about to leave and disappear behind the door.

All the classes turned towards Arsel. "Aren't they Dara? " Ask one of his student friends to the next student. The student shrugged his shoulders.

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In the school parking lot. Arsel walked quietly because none of his friends bothered him. Arsel caught the figure of Dara who was looking down. Arsel hides behind a wall, watching Dara's scene there.

"Snake boy! " Pushing Dara's body

"I'm sorry, yeah"

Huh huh? He's his dad?

"Sorry, sorry! Look at it, your value is still lacking! You're such a bad boy! " Providing Dara's 95-valued retrial paper.

Dara still bows her head.

"Liat father! " Dara nodded her head.

Plaque!

Dara's face moved sideways enjoying the pain and heat on her cheeks. Arsel's eyes are round

"So until mom you know! You'll get harder than this! "

Tah able, Dara dripped clear liquid in his eyes to his cheeks. Dara's legs are squeezing, it feels like he really wants to rest in peace with no interference.

"Fucking son of a bitch! "

Dara's father, Darma, entered his luxury car and closed the door. Her face was red, her body was large. Accompanied by his body gard beside him, and the driver of the car in front of his car.

Dara still bows her head. With her eyes still dripping her tears that fell down.

Arsel who saw her background Dara, felt sad. Arsel saw Dara walking towards the bus stop and sitting there.

Arsel decided to go to his place.

Back Air. Dara wiped the rest of her tears. Staring at its replay value was just the wrong one. Dara squeezed the paper hard.

"No love to me!" Dara squeezed her out. Dara sighed softly calming her mind. Dara put the paper away in her bag and picked up her notebook. Go back to reading the book.

Pip pip

Dara. Arsel

"Need a ride?"

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