Savings Only

Ararka's Struggle

Coloring the day with your carousel attitude, makes me understand the meaning of comfort.

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Ane and Rere were in the crowd, as suddenly in the field, a concussion with the figure of a tall man in a suit and glazed with black eyes.

Ane was just shaking her head, but Rere nudged her. "You're doing gebetan lo."

Ane shrugged her shoulders. "Don't know, uh not my shit yeah, he's just an om-om club malem same spoiled rich kid."

They cheered like the arrival of a special guest at her school, but Ararka and her bodyguards walked towards the headmaster's room.

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Ararka was greeted by the teachers there and then invited to.

"I'm sorry Mr. Ararka, but last month you donated to this school."

Ararka raised her right leg. "I just want to find a student."

"Who's name, sir?"

"One's name."

The headmaster looks for a student by the name of Ane using school absences, but very much so. I don't know what Ararka wants, but after school she can wait for Ane at the gate.

"Maybe you can wait for him in front, because here there are many named Ane."

Ararka folded her hands. "Because I didn't want her to be picked up by her ex-boyfriend" Ararka said, the man got up from his seat. "Alright, I'll wait in front because it's complicated to meet the whole Ane."

Ararka walks to her car, but she sees the girl teaching a lesson on the school balcony, and she comes to her, but Ane runs fast.

"ANE!" call Ararka.

Ararka runs to get Ane along the hallway, until the girl gives up. "You're doing Om!" Ane set her breath.

Ararka had already clasped Ane's hand, if all the students knew this big businessman was dating her, it could be big news.

"Lapasin!"

Ararka still forces Ane to follow her until her car is parked in front of the school.

"Cepet in!"

Ane looked at him annoyed. "Yes, it's bawel!"

Again Ararka took him by force. The look on Ane's annoyed face, looking at Ararka's handsome face sharply.

"Can't do it, don't bother me for a day!"

"Can't!" reply spontaneous. "Take a shot at the same guys at school! Should I make a warning board?"

Ararka pulled the corner of her left lip. "Lo can't beat any other guy! Point!"

Ane pouted folded her hands. "Don't do it again at school."

Ararka sees a bruise on Ane's hand, she stops her car. His eyes were round, then flipping through Ane's hands.

"Who dares to make your hands blister!"

Ane clucked. "No papa," Ane pulled her hand quickly. "Why are you Om?"

Ararka's running her car again. "Gue's also weird about my own attitude."

Ane chuckles small. "There are people who feel strange about themselves."

"Lo pretty you know if you're not angry like this, smile, laugh that."

Ane saw Ararka's face. "You don't think I'm just a bad girl, do you?"

"No, you're special."

Ane pushed Ararka's hand. "What fried rice."

"Beautiful rice, to be precise."

Ane clucked. "Ck, yes, even if you're good as gini, I still don't want to sell myself."

"Why? You can be rich."

"You're the same, Brother Gavin just want to sleep with me, right, but keep aj-"

Ararka glared then stopped his car again, it was a habit, when he tried to reach half the trip he kept stopping.

"DON'T GAVIN! CAN'T! YOU SELL YOURSELF TO ME!"

Ane opened her snack, then ate it. "Well, I can be rich."

Ararka kicked her car, then pulled Ane's cheek. "CAN'T! Start by selling to Gavin! I'll be..." Ararka hung up her words and thought. "Bakal makes the same calculation as Gavin."

Ane took her snack back and ate it. "What a weird thing this guy is, you came to make me, kiss me, you why, hey?"

Ararka runs her car back. "Yes, because of a desire to win."

Ane frowned. "Win what?"

"You won't understand."

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