
The more days, Arga loved the girl the more, he did not know what this feeling was? Baby like a sister? Or the... Love and a desire to have? But a girl is too young for her to love. The girl was right, she called him by the call om, the age who was far away, making Arga not confident to express her feelings.
For almost a month Vania had been living with Arga, during which time Arga was sleeping outside, this time not under the floor anymore, but on the sofa, he said,the couch he bought from the money he made with Megan.
The house he currently owns, only yesterday he bought it, and the money is clearly from Megan, what does Megan want from Arga until she buys him a house?
Not just a house, he even paid all his debts to pay off, Arga did not realize that this was Megan's strategy to entrap Arga into his life.
"This is not the true life of Vania, living one roof without marriage, never justified. So I hope you want me to come home." That's the word Arga said.
This week, after the school exam ended, Arga plans to bring Vania home, the house she means is in a slum, and lives in poverty.
Vania not being forthright about real life?he even forbade Satria not to reveal his secret to Arga.he did not want Arga to treat him in a different way, not this warm, he was afraid of the good of Arga solely because of money, he did not want Arga,in fact, he is not that crazy with money.
"I'm going to get out of here?but not going back to that cursed palace, I'm sick of them, I'm sick of papah who keeps on being obedient to his new wife."
Today's schedule, accompanied Megan at a big event with her business colleagues. "Later in the afternoon I can't pick up, there's work." He said while stirring the chili on top of the pile of rice he bought.
"Hmmm.." Reply Vania who is both enjoying breakfast.
It was silent for a while, before Vania again started the conversation. "Of.."
"What?" Arga chews crackers, criuk crisps.
"Om what exactly is work? Sometimes work, sometimes at home, sometimes come home spit, sometimes come home really late." Vania asked without stopping her activity, she took Arga's egg from her plate.
"Ehh.it's mine." Say Arga with a mouth full of rice.
"He.he.he's got me out." Saut Vania cengengesan.
Arga shook his head, then went back to eating his breakfast.
"Om, answer my question." Vania asked again.
"Lo doesn't need to know." Answer is short.
"But I'm curious. Let's tell me."
"I think it's important that I make a lot of money, you don't need to know where my money comes from." Breakfast Arga finished first, he got up from his seat and threw the package earlier into the trash can.
"Where are you going now?" Vania leaves her breakfast unfinished, she follows Arga's steps into the room.
"Duty." He tidied his clothes in front of the mirror, the clothes he was wearing seemed luxurious, Vania was increasingly curious about Arga's work.
Finished tidying up, Arga returned to the outside, while Vania was still standing in front of the mirror while thinking. "Do I follow you once." Mumbled. He was still struggling with his thoughts, looking for a way to find out what job Arga was in right now.
"Vania.." call Arga from the outside.
Vania answered. "Yes, um." He rushed out to meet Arga, and stood in front of him. "Why om?"
"when did you start repeating?" Arga asked while tying the shoelaces.
"Tomorrow."
"Tomorrow I'll go to school."
Vania nodded. "Can."
Arga reached into his pocket, issuing 100,000 bills as much as 5 pieces. "So.make a handle."
Vania's mouth is open. "A lot of it?"
"Fugitive take it."
He received the money Arga gave him, then put the money in his pants pocket. "Makasi ya om"
"Hhmm...lo do not forget, after the test,gue anter lo go home, you already know what the reason is?"
"Yes, um." The answer is a little sad. Actually he did not want to get out of this house, Vania felt the fame of living together with Arga, but.what can be done, which is said Arga is right. Living one roof without marriage is a mistake.
Not until there, Vania is planning something with both her friends, she asks Satria to find a rundown house on the outskirts of the capital, and a pulmonary married couple to be her fake parents.
"Where's sat? You got a house?" Vania asked Satria who was currently sitting in the Cafe where Vania worked. Satria came with Clara.
"House, it's just, the parents who haven't."
"Yes..how have you been? many refuse to be fake parents, even though we have paid a big fee." Timpal Clara's.
They went back to silence thinking.
"Miss..." Satria reopened her voice.
Vania looked towards him.
"Wouldn't you go home? you must go to school, even if you take the exam, but your daily grades are not there, you can not go to class later." Evan tries to give understanding, he also does not want if Vania continues to roam outside, the color can endanger him.
"You know Van, I ran away for a reason."
"I know, but try to call your papah, tell him, if you want to go home, but ask him to stop matching you with that om om."
"No way Van, you're under the influence of my stepmother."
"You haven't tried it yet, Nia."
"Evan was right, you should try first." - timpal Clara.
"If I go home. How about Arga?"
"Why do you think of him?"
"My color is like, my love is with him Ra, if I go home, when can I see him again?"
"Vania..since when do you like it?"
"Since he's been nice to me, he's taken care of me, in my care well Ra,gue's comfortable living with him."
"But that's not true, you can't live together without marriage."
"Gue know Ra,om Arga also said like that, why he asked me to come home to me."
"Om that know how you feel?" Clara asked again.
Vania shook her head. "Well, he doesn't know that I love him."
"What do you think Arga likes you too?"
"If that's what I don't know, but.gue wishes he had the same taste as I did."
Hearing Vania's confession of love to Arga, Satan felt a pain in his heart, turns out that the person he loved, even loved others. "I'll keep trying to get your love Nia." Inner Evan muttered.
"More.." Clara clasped his best friend's hand. "Lo has to go home, home om Arga is not a place lo, our future is still long, you have to think about it."
"But Arga..?"
"Outside him." Tymphal Satria.
"Vane..."
"Lupain him Vania."
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