The Sky for Ara

Evil Intentions Aro

Aro

Aro slammed his body roughly onto the mattress with a chaotic feeling. Many times he rubbed his face rough which became the desire of millions of people in this beloved homeland. He occasionally groaned resentfully at the way Akhza and Ara interacted. Ara was very warm to Akhza, not shouting as he often did to her.

Can't I be jealous? come on, Ar, he's not your type. Crazy, you can get a girl a million times better than him.

Monologue Aro in his heart made his mind more chaotic he went to contact Omar.

"Mar, bring me the same cigarette drink, Mar!" He told Omar and immediately turned off the call before Omar agreed.

He opened the window of the room which immediately presented a clear view of the sky.

I hate it when I see the clear sky, like my mood.

Ara

Finished his breakfast and Akhza relaxed in the backyard, recalling the childhood of those who loved to play water on the elephant grass that spread widely there.

"You want, don't fit we're 7 years old during school holidays?" akhza's question made Ara frown trying to remember what Akhza meant.

"Which one? which hair Atar dibotakin mas Ar?" ask Ara.

"No, try again. The time makes the same lick uti," ralat Akhza.

"Which one is it? which time Mas Ar was angry because I wet it myself?" guess Ara again.

"No, Ra. Which when you say I'm handsome, more handsome than Mas Ar," explained Akhza hope Ara remembers it.

"Which one, brother? I want it fitting Mas Ar reply nyiram me, but finally the same mother mas Ar punished asked to say sorry to me in front of the congregation jidda, deh," recalls Ara remembering his childhood.

Akhza was disappointed, from earlier in fact what Ara called only the name Aro. Even after he told her the details, Ara remembered Aro more than she did.

"Abang, thank you a few days ago I sent you breakfast. I forgot to chat Abang at that time," said Ara however, incomprehensible to Akhza.

"Kupat knows?" asked Akhza, he didn't feel like sending Ara breakfast to know.

"Yes, when there is a family of Sakaf kak, right next morning we go to the clinic, inget no heck?" urge Ara.

"I don't buy you I know, Ra. 'And you said you didn't want breakfast, '" explained Akhza, making Ara remember something.

Is that Mas Ar?

Ara brushed aside her own thoughts, she better make sure Ati doesn't get her prejudices wrong.

"Abang, I went to Ammah's room, yes take the phone," said Ara to make Akhza disappointed.

"Here again, yes, Ra!" yell Akhza.

"Yes, Brother!" Ara shouted back while looking over and smiling warmly. A smile that sows Akhza. A smile that only Akhza wants to have, but not yet certain.

In Nadia's room, Ara was alone looking for her things that did not exist including her cellphone.

It was here, the phone is again a kucharger. Now on where?

Inner Ara was earthy, she was looking to and fro with a chaotic mind. He found none of his things anywhere. All the important stuff is in the bag.

Not wanting to be overpowered by curiosity, Ara ran back downstairs and asked all the family members about her handbag and cell phone.

"Try the phone, Ra!" saran jidda who was uncomfortable to see Ara's panic.

"Bun, please callin," Ara's pinta whines spoiled at the Earth who immediately complies with her wishes.

"Udah, there you take your hape and stuff to the Ar mas house!" tell the Earth to massage the forehead. Aro always makes the act that makes his head dizzy.

"What does Mother mean?" ask Ara.

"Your brother brought your phone and stuff to his house, he said it was unintentional because it was wrong to take. Mother suspects this is her reason to want to touch you," accused Earth makes Ara stumped.

"Take the driver to Ar's house!" have Jidda make Ara obey him immediately.

After saying goodbye to mother and jidda, also telling Akhza, Ara immediately looked for a driver and asked to be delivered to Aro's house. Just a few seconds ago he intended to say thank you to Aro for sending him to know, now he feels very angry and will vent all his emotions when he meets Aro later.

Mom, I'm tired of you working!

***

"Where's the drink?" aro protest on Omar who came only brought cigarettes and soft drinks.

"That's a drink" pointed Omar with his chin toward the one-liter soda.

"Not this drink," Aro blurted his lips.

"Lo kemaren abis mabok.do not want me lo why-not because often drink alcohol," said Omar made Aro grunt annoyed.

"Not fun, Lo. I want to!" he insisted while lighting a cigarette.

"What client? who's the context?" goda Omar misinterpreted the phrase Aro.

"Bege.emang I'm a guy laen maen dipping in any place," said Aro while throwing a pack of empty cigarettes into Omar's face.

"Where do you want to go? Ara?" tuding Omar, his intention was joking but was even taken seriously by Aro.

"By your idea, I'm sure she's still a virgin. One dip won't make her pregnant, will it?" tanya Aro asked Omar for approval.

"Crazy, I'm kidding, Ar. You don't macem-macem!" threaten Omar to see the seriousness of Aro's tone.

"So soon he's here, by any chance, right?" again Aro asked for Omar's approval.

"Lo don't macem-macem Ar. Ara is different from most girls. Enough snacks if you want to!" shout Omar.

"It's precisely because he's different, I want an ori, Man," Aro pukas as he spouted cigarette smoke into Omar's face.

"Ar, I was kidding. You're serious about gini?" Omar increasingly reminded Aro not to do the act of his depraved.

"But your joke makes me seriously want the same Ara," argued Aro again lit a cigarette.

Whether what demons have possessed Aro's soul, he continues to be overshadowed by the beautiful face of Ara who will soon come to his home. The initial intention of judging Ara, but if there is another chance Aro will use it as well as possible.

While Ara who just arrived at the house Aro directly entered without knocking on the door first. A flash of anger clearly emanated from Ara's net while looking at Aro.

"Yahoo!" pekik Ara while taking the seat cushion and throwing it at Aro. Aro was silent, while Omar was caught fearing Aro really launched the action.

"Where is my life, my mother?" asked Ara while hitting Aro's shoulder who was sitting enjoying a cigarette.

Aro stood up, he suddenly pulled Ara's waist. Aro hugs the girl tightly, he throws a cigarette at Omar's feet, making Omar dodge.

Ara tried to break away, but Aro's embrace was too strong. Aro drowned his face on Ara's shoulders. Inhaling the aroma of telon oil mixed with the fragrance of clothes on Ara hijab.

"Please, Mom, I hate you!" ara Aspat.