Om Duda is mine

Eleven

"Why did you pull my hand to hide?" ask Dira in a whisper.

"I-that's Josep with her boyfriend" whispered Kiara.

Dira glared at his eyes, "time anyway? There is no shame in that child."

"St!"

Dira covered his mouth with a palm. Dira opened the door of the room a little. He could see Josep and her boyfriend talking.

"What are they talking about?" kiara asked Dira who was busy watching the two of them.

Dira shrugged his shoulders. "Not too clear."

The super pungent smell of alcohol invades Kiara's smell. He refrained from vomiting.

Vaguely Dira listened to their conversation. "They talk about their relationship."

Kiara didn't listen to anything. Their toilet room was too far out of reach of the two of them. Dira's hearing is quite beyond the ability to hear ordinary people.

"Josep has two girlfriends. That girl was his second girlfriend. Her second boyfriend's name is Anya."

"Anya asked Josep to break up her first boyfriend. I can't understand why."

"Josep says it kind of digresses. He said Josep, he wants to say 'that' again his first girlfriend, not his same."

Kiara nodded in understanding. Dira is fit to be a teacher.

His anger grew more and more. He pushed rough Josep. "Why do you always choose him? Or did you invite me to go out for a doang breakout? Why should I be the second?"

This time Kiara listened to him, as she shouted.

"Lo wants me to be a Parisian. You cheesy."

"Prosperous? You're the one who invited me that way. And now, you're the one who has to take responsibility."

"Gugurin only! What's difficult?" snapped Josep.

Kiara and Dira widened their eyes. Kiara hastily turned on the voice recording on her phone.

Kiara's choice was right.

"It's cool you told me to fall. You're the one who confesses, you have to take responsibility."

"Who told you not to use safety? It's also a rame-rame kid, not from me."

"Basic has no feelings! I'm just saying it's just you!"

"My father said. Just get nervous!"

"Fuck you, Jo!"

Plaque!

Dira and Kiara were both speechless. They were just busy listening to Josep and Anya talk.

The atmosphere of silence and tension subsided, it seemed like the situation was already safe. Dira tried to peek back.

"There's nobody."

Dira and Kiara came out of the room. Kiara's phone rang, she received her phone.

"Hello, ma?"

"Mama can't go home today. You just go to Argan's house, yeah."

"Loh, why? Kan, I have the house keys."

"Mama is worried. But never, did you tell me to stay at the guy's house? That's why it's an opportunity."

"Mama likes to be weird. I don't want to."

"Mom cut your monthly allowance."

"Eh, yes, yes! Ready, ma! I'm at Argan's house."

"Yes already." Elena hung up.

Dira is not believing. "Lo was told to stay at Arsen's house?"

"Huft, yes. So weird."

Dira smiled meaningfully. "Gue can come?"

"Gee, can! But to my house first, huh? I'm gonna check if it's locked or not, just bring a change of clothes."

"okay."

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After Kiara's house, they headed straight for Argan's house. They get there by taking an online taxi.

"Daddy, Kiara. You know what?"

"No. You haven't been told."

"Arsen is saucy. So cute, he's taken by the underclassmen."

"I already know that. But yeah, I think Arsen is really ugly."

"Lo eyes cataract times! Check with an eye doctor,"

"Well, pretentious a level five. Yesterday you ate a level three was very red face lo, until almost cry too."

"Although it's very painful, but it's very good, Dir."

"Save matcha-flavored toast!"

The taxi stopped in front of Argan's house. Dira paid for it, and they both got out of the car.

"The house is big, crazy!" exclaim Dira.

"Wait, you're not allowed in" prevent the security guard with a bald head.

"We've got Arsen, sir."

"In the meantime, I'm asking for permission first." The security guard called someone.

"Boss, someone wants to visit the main house. Said they were Arsen."

Arsen never wanted to be summoned with the frills of a young boss, a young master, or anything like that.

Argan checked the security cameras outside. There were two women, one of whom he knew.

"Let them in."

"Good, Boss."

The security guard opened the gate. "You can come in."

"Thank you, Sir!" exciting Kiara. They came in with a suitcase. Staying one night, it is not enough if you do not bring a lot of stuff.

The front page is quite large, so it takes a lot of time on foot.

Kiara tried to squeeze the doorbell, but failed. He's hopping. However, still failed.

"Neither be short." Dira tiptoes and rang his bell.

What is wrong if born only has a height of 155 cm with a weight of 42 kg? It's just very much compared to Dira who has a height of 165 and weight of 50 kg.

"Loh, yes, Dir! Arsen was, wasn't he angry?" said Kiara who just remembered.

Dira patted his jidat. "Geez, we may forget! We could have chopped Arsen!"

"Come back! You are a forgetful!"

"Kan, you are forgetful!"

They turned around and walked quickly. "Where are you going?"

They flinched, and turned around. Kiara breathed a sigh of relief, as the one before her now was Argan.

"The art is at home, om?" ask Kiara.

"She, but she's asleep."

Again they breathed a sigh of relief. They also enter.

"Why come here at night with a suitcase?" Argan asked in wonder.

"We're gonna do one night, um. It was told by mama."

"There are no more rooms. You sleep in the living room."

"Well, om! No more room?" lamented

"A maid's room is nothing, Argan."

"So. Full."

Kiara's lips curved down. Argan left them for his study. He sat down and opened his laptop.

He looked through his folder, looking for something. Found her. Folder with the name 'my sugar baby' he presses.

Argan is waiting for his smile. The folder contained a screenshot of a conversation a woman had with her.

Swingbaby: Daddy! I miss knowing. Where was yesterday until my bales chat?

Ar: Sorry, I'm busy, Kiara.

Why: Kiara? I told you, Dad, don't call names!

Ar: Yeah-yeah, honey. Why is my baby so bad?

Sugarbaby: I'm not fierce. I love daddy!

Ar: Dear you too.

Sugarbaby: Daddy's Ar! Whose daddy's long name?

Ar: Secrets.

Sugarbaby: Come on, dad! Time to be broken?

"It turns out she's this Kiara, yes," Argan murmured. Argan looked back at the contents of the other folder

To be continued

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