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SEASON 2 COMING: ARKANA's Life

"Ma, I'm leaving!" Shouted Arkan and he pulled a peanut butter sandwich from the dining table and he left the house in a hurry.

"Arkaaan!", Nara was half-running on the stairs, she wanted to make sure that her teenage son was well-dressed and brought all his school tools with him.

And yes, Arkan left his PR book and just Nara saw his son pass by on his motorcycle.

"Huh, Arkana ..." he muttered.

Nara does not want Arkan to miss anything, she walks towards the gate and wishes someone who wears the same uniform and attributes as her son through the front of the house. Nara recalls that some of the children in her housing complex were also in the same high school as Arkan.

Nara waited for almost 5 minutes and finally, Nara saw from a distance there was a sweet girl cycling soon to reach in front of her. Nara stuck out her hand like someone asking an angkot to pull over on the side of the road. The girl stopped right in front of Nara.

"You went to Harapan Bangsa High School?" ask Nara to the sweet girl.

"Yes aunty," he said.

"What a coincidence, can aunty ask you a favor?"

"How can I help you?"

"You know Arkana?" nara asked, for a few seconds the girl thought and after remembering she was clucking.

"Ar, Arkana?" convince the girl to be a little stern.

"Dear, she went to school there too and this morning she left her workbook! Aunty thinks this is an important task, if you don't mind aunty want to ask for help give this book to aunty, Arkan!" pinta Nara to the point.

"Yes Aunty," agreed the girl, Nara looked at the nametag on her left chest ...

"Han Yura?" nara asked as she read the name on the girl's chest.

"Hehe, yes I am Yura ..."

"Okay, thank you very much Yura, later Aunt Telphon Arkan if the book is with you!"

"Yes aunt!"

"Thank you very much, be careful on the road!"

After saying goodbye the girl returned to pedaling her bicycle pedal with passion. He took about 1 kilometer to his school and he did it every day.

"Yura!"

Just as Yura passed through the gate and someone shouted her name, Yura turned her head and a half-shoulder-haired schoolgirl ran up to her.

"Morning Alika" said Yura, then she got off her bike and then she led her bike to the parking lot.

"There's PR, right? I forgot you know, let's hurry to class, I want to cheat can ya?" alika said in a panic.

"Hiliih, the preeminent student period is haphazard, anyway" Yura sneered in a joking tone.

"Come, the period of excellent students to not understand PR anyway, what the world will say!"

"Yes, yeah. First of all, I have some bad business!" Yura picked up the book that Alika asked for, "what's the deal?" ask Alika curiously.

"I got a task from the future mother-in-law," said Yura still with a joke, this morning she looked very flowery. It seems Nara's request to give Arkan's book was the cause.

"Ha?", Alika bengong did not understand what Yura said.

"I'm going to take Arkan's book!"

"Don't ask a lot of questions first, want to come with me to Arkan's class or want to go first to PR work class, huh?" tanya Yura gave an option.

"Yes come with you to Arkan's class!" alika replied sure.

"Huh, I know for sure it's your answer, yes already ..", finally Yura invited Alika to take part in Arkan class.

Arkana, yes! He grew up as a popular teenager because of his physical perfection, Arkan is also known as the National Basketball boy and it is his plausible value. Almost every girl in school wants Arkan to be their girlfriend. Handsome, cool, rich and popular! The cool term Arkan is Boyfriend material really.

Yura is one level below Arkan, this is the last year Arkan studied at High School while Yura is still in the 11th grade.

Yura deg-degan is half-dead, rarely does she have the opportunity to interact directly with a popular guy named Arkana. Before she passed the 12b class door, Yura took the time to tidy up her hair in front of the pocket mirror she always carried.

"Ciee, flirtatious you Yur!" whispered Alika and even Alika also did the same.

"Idiiiih, you too .." - she sneered. After feeling ready, Yura stepped up and restrained herself in the doorway of the Arkan class. The class was actually a gathering place for cool guys at school. Almost all the members of the school basketball squad were in that class.

Tok, tock, tock

Yura knocked on the open door trying to say excuse me, at once some of the students in the class turned their heads compactly towards Yura. There were those who cared there were also those who did not, and Arkan was one of the disciples who did not care. Yep! Arkan is indeed a type of cute guy, Azka character is indeed handed down perfectly to his eldest son.

"What's wrong?" asked one of the students who was sitting on the front bench, everyone was still sitting relaxed because the lesson hours would still start in about 10 minutes.

"Sorry brother, I need to be with Brother Arkan!" sahut Yura was timid and as Arkan glanced at him, Arkan frowned, Arkan did not know the younger brother of the class who was now standing in the doorway.

"Yaela, the Arkan mulu that I sought, I did not know any time" said Vano, a close friend of Arkan.

"Heh, what other mode is this.." sneered some of the people in the class, some of the students were strange to Yura, they instead consider Yura mode because most schoolgirls are always looking for reasons to be able to interact with an Arkan.

Arkan got up and walked over to Yura in the doorway.

DEG, DEG, DEG

The frequency of his heartbeat rose dramatically as Arkan got closer, Yura's stomach also suddenly felt heartbroken due to her nervousness, even Alika also held tight to the end of Yura's knitting vest.

"What's wrong?" ask Arkan, please,

"M, his mother, Arkan, left the duty book behind, for a moment." said with a nervous feeling of the goddess level, but Yura immediately took the book from her bag.

"Oh," Arkan said.

"It's sister" Yura handed the book over and now people know that Hanna's not in mode.

"Thanks!"

"Yes, sister" After that Arkan again sat on his stool with his friends. That brief interaction was very memorable for Yura but it didn't seem like it at all for Arkan.

Yura and Alika turned their bodies and re-stepped towards their classroom at the end of the corridor.

"Oh my God, from a short distance his handsome even more clearly visible!" mummified Alika.

"Sir class of dreams" said Yura.

The fruit never falls far from the tree. Arkana inherited important elements from his Papa. Handsome, cool and cute and that's what makes girls stunned and crazy about her figure.

Seriate.