The Polar Duda Love

CDK#2 》》ARDITHA AND KENAN

A beautiful young girl is still rolled with her eyes tightly closed to her soft mattress. Although the mother since an hour ago shouted but was unable to restore the young girl's consciousness.

“Do not scream ma, just marry so that the shame is gone. “ Kenan also loosened his head in the room of the beautiful girl.

29-year-old Kenan, the first son who is the brother of the beautiful girl knows the weakness of the sister.

“Diih ,, good. I was young, bang , what would the world say if a beautiful Artitha Tunggadewi plipurna gini married young.”

Really right ? Only with the words of the elder brother, was able to make the girl's consciousness recover one hundred percent.

“Udah, don't debate. Shower and breakfast are at 06:15. Don't want to be late, do you?”

Hearing the numbers mentioned by the mother suddenly made Artitha wake up and scatter into the bathroom. Sherly could only shake her head at the behavior of her youngest daughter.

“Ck, mom seems to want to see the value plummet. New clock is developed.” Artitha grumbled in the bathroom.

I don't know if my mom has been at a concert for an hour. Well, that's the morning drama every day that Sherly has to play on her youngest daughter who is still 20 years old. Currently the young girl is studying at one of the prestigious universities in the capital.

“Wiiihh ,, brother sister is already beautiful. Do not look like if the person is lazy to wake up early.” Bang Kenan ledek.

“Usahakan don't always wake up late, dear ,, not good a girl wake up late.” Timpal Sherly soft.

“Bener deck. It is said that the story if a girl always wakes up late can be widower.” Kenan half-deadly held back his laughter so as not to explode looking at the expression of the younger brother.

Artitha just glanced sharply. What does it have to do with getting a widower husband. Basic bang Kenan, believe the same myth.

“No need to nakutin Latitude. We live in millennials where myth is only a complement to history.” Reply Artitha casually bulldozed out her breakfast. He did not want to be late to campus.

“Bang, for money dong. My car is crying blood asking for a drink.” Artitha raised her hand in front of the handsome face of the elder brother.

After their father's perana in this world is exhausted and must face the Creator, now they live three lives and as the eldest child, Kenanlah who continues the company of the father and becomes the backbone of his family. Their company is growing.

“Kan brother every month transfer to your account, deck ,, this will still be mid-month.”

“Abang transfer for monthly money, right ?”

With his song the elder brother nodded his head approving of Artitha's words. Do not mention the name of Artitha if it runs out of sense to face his brother who is either innocent or just lazy to argue.

“That's ,, brother agrees. So gini bang ,, your beautiful sister all over this house asking for gas money every week. So not monthly money.”

Sia brother gawked in disbelief at the magic words of his only sister in the world that he had. Luckily, he didn't kick the beautiful girl to another planet. Not wanting to become a victim of the drama of his sister, Kenan immediately opened his wallet which quickly changed hands. Now the plump hand is fun to pull out the contents of the wallet of the brother.

“Thank you dear brother ,, bye ,,,” Artitha returned the wallet of the babang with a sweet smile.

With a bright face beating the morning sun, Artitha rushed to the mama to say goodbye. Compared upside down with the face of the brother who is still staring at his wallet which is almost not restless.

Arditha was a good girl, although her hobby drained the contents of her brother's wallet but she could not bear to spend the man's wallet. He always left even if only one or two pieces of red money. What matters is not empty jumping. Just info his brother whose full name is Kenan Pradipta is a director of PT. The main room and his wallet are only filled with red money and sometimes blue money if it has been looted by his favorite sister.

Artitha ran away her car while humming along to the song being sung by her favorite singer and suddenly she hit the brakes.

“Tagafirullah ,,,almost only.” The beautiful girl got out of the car.

He almost hit an adorable little man figure and almost made him a prisoner of a holding cell.

“Den Shenooo !!!” A young girl ran to hug the little man.

“Gosh mbak, do not neglect to take care of small children. Try I brought the car fast, it's a danger.” Artitha hugged the little guy still looking in shock as she grumbled at the girl who might be after him.

“Sorry ,,,” Reply in a guilty tone.

Yes, he is guilty, anyways childhood is left alone without being held. Children are not clear direction if the road. Artitha glanced at her watch and immediately turned towards her car but suddenly ,,,

“Ma, don't stayin Sheno ,,,” A tiny hand holds her hand.

Busyet dah ,, still a virgin ting ting but called mama by a little boy do not know anyway. This defamation is.

“Dek, you're wrong. My brother is 20 years old. If you have a big child you mean a married sister under the age of dong.” Artitha tried to explain to the little man she had seen for the first time.

“Huaaaa ,,,mama evil.” The cry of the child managed to attract the attention of mothers who drove their children to school.

“Mbak, please help me dong, don't be quiet. I'm not late for college. If my lecturer is giving out of Gegara late, then do not want responsibility ?!”

Arditha forcibly took off the boy's hand and immediately ran into his car. Actually do not have the heart to leave the boy but want how else, the future is more important. Where is the woman who gave birth to the child.

Less than five minutes the first hour began when Artitha parked her car. Regardless of the surroundings, Artitha ran towards her class a considerable distance away. Fortunately he jogs every week so it does not feel heavy if the moment is like this. If only he was not deterred by the little man, maybe his fate was not like this to run so as not to be late to class.

Hossh,, hosshhh

“Ngapain run until the next one ?!” The sarcasm of the immoral man who has the status of his friend.

“You're happy bin happy if sent off for late ?” No less sarcastic Artitha avenged the girl named Kayana.

“Oh of course, furgozo ,, it is enough to reduce the rival.”

Plaaakkkk

What a person who is this friend. Just because the value is always lost, Kayana is willing to make her best friend issued during college hours.

Artitha gave a sharp glance and looked for an empty seat. His smile when he saw an empty chair near the window, good enough to wash his eyes while waiting for the lecturer to fill the course. Just a classroom info occupied by the department of Artitha right near the library where dashing and smart students go back and forth to the library.

“Which wisdom do you deny.” Editha muttered walking towards her chair.

“Beautiful-beautiful but crazy !!” Kayana's words made the entire class hold back laughter.

Not without reason they can only hold a laugh, because the beautiful girl who is one of the campus flowers has a spicy mouth even more spicy than cayenne pepper sekilo.

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