
After finishing eating, Papa Arga took Arthur to the living room, to continue the delayed conversation earlier.
"May you ask something Ar, but if you apologize in advance, you don't want to interfere in your business and your family."
"Only, there is something to be straightened out here." continued Papa Arga in a serious tone.
"What is om?"
"Where is the relationship with your aunt and om now?"
"I'm not good!" reply with a soft voice.
"Only Aunt Anna has always been there beside me, from the time my parents left, until now."
"Begini Ar, actually 3 months ago om had visited the company om which is also in Singapore, om also had time to pass the company building owned by your father, and om see the atmosphere is still the same as before."
"Next week there is a school holiday after the semester, for one week, maybe om will be there again, investigate the security there, all bring aunt Sinta, and also Darren, his sister Dara."
Arthur was silent, listening.
"As for Dara, maybe om will leave it to you again, or with your aunt, because om sure, Dara will not come, she is not like the usual girl, she is not, who likes to go for a walk or take a long vacation."
Arthur nodded in understanding.
After talking about things that felt tense for Arthur, he was ready to go home, because the time has shown at 22:31pm.
"Beware of those around you Ar, for they may be unseen enemies." papa Arga patted him on the shoulder softly.
"B-good om!"
"Ra, Arthur's anterin gih ahead" said papa, Dara who was busy watching tv was immediately up, and walked ahead of Arthur.
"Gue go home, do not forget the beautiful dream, if I can dream" said Arthur while stroking his head gently.
"What the hell?" reply Dara, but seconds later she smiled.
"Well, smile! it will be more beautiful, more dear also me." continued Arthur mengulum smile.
"Be careful, don't speed the bike!"
Arthur clucked, "Kok even kasian to the bike anyway, to me no?"
"No,"
"Eish, sure to kiss this cake." Arthur was about to approach Dara's body, but was restrained by Dara's next speech.
"Ihs hunt there go home, want to be found out papa, keep lo in omelin, dapet trust from papa is difficult you know, very rare even!"
"Well, I'm home, okay." Arthur again rubbed his head, which created a foreign feeling and warmed up for Dara.
Arthur rode his motorcycle, leaving the grounds of Dara's house, while Dara he still stood where he had been, even though Arthur had disappeared behind his sight.
There is a deep sense of pity for Arthur, apparently men as cold and as Playboy Arthur has a complicated family life, which is certainly not everyone knows.
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At 1:15 p.m., Dara woke up with breathless, even sweat as big as corn seeds poured on her forehead, even though Ac in her room lit up with a high level of cold.
"His dream is only a dream." he murmured, wiping and wiping his sweaty face, never before had he dreamed this frightening dream.
He sighed, then took a sip of water that he always prepared on the nightstand until half was left, and now his feeling felt a little relieved.
..
"Ra, come home from school I'll pick ya up!" Athur said, as they passed each other in the break.
"Gue will be picked up by Rahmat Ar!"
"Tell me today don't have to pick it up, please want ya." he asked in a pleading tone.
"Jude, please."
"Aseek, yaudah I live first yes, want to meet the trio kunyuk first." he said, then waltzed away.
"Heh, you're the new kid, right?" pushing Dara's right shoulder, made her owner flinch in shock.
"Eh, what is it, play push-push me all, like we've never had a problem before." challenged Dara did not accept.
"By gini, the faces of the actors who are made plain, hypocritical, unclean!" the girl who was none other than Monica was pointing at Dara's face using her beautiful index finger.
"Eh wait, you mean what the hell I don't understand ya, wrong me where, crazy times you ya?"
"Do you say I'm crazy, you don't know who I am?"
"Denger yes, I don't know who you are, and again I never have any business with elo, so move aside, I want to pass!" snapped Dara with high courage, then broke through Monica who was in the middle of her two best friends.
"Crazy, it's a brave girl too yes, even though all the girls here are afraid of lo Mon, lo it's queen of this school, well this is not in the wild, anyway, soon you give a lesson to girls." said Devi provokes.
"Because Mon, you lose to girls, suck!" timpal.
"Look at me later, what will I do with that pretentious chick, just wait!" monica said, with a hardened jaw.
...
The school bell rang again, indicating that the study time was up, all students scattered towards the gate, to approach their respective invitations.
And many of them also scattered to the parking area, to take their vehicles.
"Helmnya the Princess." Arthur hands Dara his spare helmet when they meet at the school gate.
"Thank you!" reply Dara brief.
"Would you go home, what did you stop by first?"
"Where?"
"Whatever, wherever I'm anterin!"
Dara weighed in on Arthur's offer, then suddenly an idea flashed through her mind.
"Want to go to the cafe that time?"
"Ok, with pleasure."
..
Arthur notices Dara just stirring up his juice like he has no intention of drinking it.
Dara was also more silent, making Arthur feel confused himself.
"Ra, why the hell of it just did diem, you also did not drink the juice, do you want to replace the other?"
Dara shook her head, "No need for Ar, you know that I'm just thinking, how to go, get into the village of the dead, without having to feel afraid."
"Lo was curious, same village dead.?" continued with a lethargic look.
"Yaampun Ra, so you've been thinking about that?" the question is on target.
"I'm curious, how is dong?"
"Don't try to make it there Ra, it's a dangerous place" said Arthur softly, hoping Dara stopped to keep thinking about it.
Dara nodded in agreement, but not with her heart.
Feeling bored, Dara immediately asked Arthur to drive her home.
After Arthur's motorbike passed, Dara again ordered a taxi online to take him somewhere, which lately made him curious.
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