Miscall the Retorted

ROCKY POV

I'm Rocky Wijaya, my papa Usman Wijaya and my mama Hana, I have an older brother named Rain Hard and we have one younger sister named Leonora.

My brother Rain Hard since graduating Junior High has lived in the capital until now has worked in a private-owned largest bank. While my sister Leonora who is only a year apart from me has just finished her studies even the next few months will be graduated and she also lives in the capital with my brother so that the last four years I am the closest stay with both my parents.

Actually there are too many organizations that I follow, , both on campus are also in my residence, too active in the student organization of nature lovers, even lovers of beautiful girls as well, too, so that I should have finished college one year ago, and eternal students began to pin on themselves from my one-member friends who were mostly already graduating.

My age has now passed the number twenty-four, with some gifts that I have to be grateful for with a handsome face like an Indian actor, said most people, anyway, like Hirtik Roshan, I don't know who I'm and don't really like the Bollywood spectacle, having a straight jaw, a sharp nose, a sharp nose, white skin is almost 180 cm tall and has a gentle gaze that is able to hypnotize beautiful girls, so it is very easy for me to get any girl I like, even that made me fall asleep by often forgetting my goal of finishing my college.

My life like that is also supported by the economy of my parents who are sufficient, not even lacking, where my father works in the government office also has a fairly respected position also in the place where we live.

Ara I have known for a long time, since she Elementary School I have known and know her, her son is beautiful and cheerful, but unfortunately not supported by the economy of her parents, but unfortunately not supported by the economy of her parents, so that if you look very much different from other children also with my life, in the past when he was in 1st grade of Elementary School and I was in 6th grade I had a laugh when I saw him first enter school wearing used clothes that were oversize in his tiny body, maybe it belonged to Riska's older brother who was in 4th grade Elementary, only his shoes were new at that time, even his socks look dull in color, losing to the other children especially me, of course, but what makes me wonder his son cheerful and even confident of his carrier, different from his brother Riska who is quiet.

I stopped meeting Ara since I finished Elementary School even in the Church also rarely met, she who is a Sunday school child and I have grown up her activities must be different, too, until one time he began to participate as a member in youth organizations in the Church and youth Kampung where we live, at that time he was already in class 2 Smk so long ago when he introduced himself, he said, the more the case Ara the sweeter, the more mature not infrequently the group children tease him but the basic Ara who does not really like the spread of charm does not even respond.

I who was elected as the chairman of the organization also have full responsibility on every member of the girls, so every group once a week is over, I have to make sure they come home safely, he said, and of course I arranged for some young man to be in charge of driving home.

Same with Ara, I don't know I'm so happy every time I drive him, until a few months ago maybe when he just finished the final test, I shot him, actually I don't want to be serious very, very serious, if rejected was not papa, accepted yah thankfulness, not knowing it was immediately accepted until I had thought, what kind of girl is this, or she has long had a crush on me?

Ahhh bodo very much, since then I started to have a job to drive him every time the group came home.

Actually Ara smart I know from mama, when SD always gets a scholarship, even often brought in a smart race meticulously between districts to districts, from the story also to me he decided to give up temporarily not immediately continue because considering his brother Riska just finished college and his plan Ara just continued college in the next year.

The thing that I admire about an Ara is that he's very big-spirited, hard-working, even with no words of inferiority, his son is confident and certainly a dreamer, to help his parents is not ashamed to be a washerman in some houses of people he still knows including my house, even helping in the garden and carrying garden produce with a heavy burden that I might not be able to carry it myself, he said, but there was something most embarrassed about, afraid that people would know she was dating me.

When I dated her there wasn't much we did together, just kissed her once while driving her home from the wartel, another with my girlfriends, if the other half of his body from the tip of the head to the stomach I have touched, but this Ara is really awake.

Actually when I was dating Ara, I was also in a relationship with someone, my college friends, we were both called eternal students despite different majors, she Dila.

Dila has been my girlfriend for two years, the son of a wealthy official, a fashionable person, a little arrogant and arrogant, often also asked to come home, actually prohibited papa, just mama always said no papa.

Ohh yeah, I don't like Amri, he likes Araku, I caught him visiting Ara at the wartel, I was really angry at that time, and back Araku visited at night, I saw him at night, it felt like my blood was boiling and we had a storm with Ara, but instead her accusations turned to me, I was accused of dating Hesty, but it was all a misunderstanding, Hesty asked me to deliver something to her brother's house that night after the group, she said, Hesty was indeed holding my waist, I think it was natural that she might be cold, and at the intersection we were waiting for Hesty's sister who asked to wait for her to come home the same and just walk away, but instead Ara misunderstood, I didn't even know that Ara came home late that night with her dad.

Since then Ara was angry, I'm sorry she just kept quiet and cried, but I was surprised when I found out she was a washerman at home, mama said she persuaded Ara because her rheumatism often relapsed, but I know she got angry when Dila came home with me, mama who didn't know about our relationship instead said that Dila was my girlfriend, ahh just getting messed up, ahh, if asked to choose at that time, I chose Ara, but she didn't seem to want to be chosen.

Suddenly one night there was a wrong SMS to my phone number, the intention of the heart wanted to explain if it was wrong number so I called back, stupidly I did not recognize the voice, I did not recognize the voice, sounds so spoiled by the name Bella, a pretty name and I'm sure it must be pretty, making me more curious and in love, even calling me kaka, the more sure it is right, the wrong way because he claimed to live in a different province with me.

She was Bella, Clara Isabella, Ara, she was Ara, Araku, she lied to me for a month, so my boyfriend was in the air, and I was even willing to fill up his pulse just to know how he was doing, for him to reply to my SMS, but I was really disappointed when I knew Bella was Araku, it was all her theatrics, until my dirty thoughts managed to avenge my heartache by desecrating her.