The Sky for Ara

When my race is your race

Ara did not run out of sense, she bit her brother's chest as tight as possible so that he immediately detached from the deck that was actually very comfortable. Aro of course in pain, he groaned while supporting Ara's shoulder to get away from her body.

"Sick, bege!" aro's shout highlighted Ara with a sharp look.

Ara rubbed the tears that had been running from earlier. He was annoyed, already very careless to be bullied constantly by Aro. "Mas, balikin hape with my bag!" Ara shouted back.

Omar can only be silent and inwardly begin to set up a strategy. Until Aro really does immoral actions on Ara, he will not stay silent. Ashtray made of ceramic in front of him will be used to hit the nape of Aro.

"Take it in the room," said Aro while sitting back and again igniting a cigarette.

Omar looked suspiciously at Aro, not taking a step too late to help Ara. Aro smoked his cigarette with a fast movement, his mind was upset because he had just found a comfort when hugging his sister's body.

Not once did he hug the girl. Both acting and real, but her embrace with Ara just now was like another. Warm, soothing and does not want to escape.

"Shit ...!" umpat Aro while throwing cigarette butts.

Aro stood up while shuffling his hair, like a frustrated person whose business went bankrupt. "Mar, why me, Mar?"

Omar squinted, trying to read the look on Aro's face that he had never met before. "Lo kayak ain't elo deh, Ar?" search Omar.

"Gue why, anyway?" ask him to yourself.

Aro decided to go into his room, because he felt Ara was too long in there. Omar immediately followed him, he was afraid of anything happening. Omar was afraid that the artist was really doing his stunt against Ara.

Just to the lips of the door, Aro closed the door and could even be heard locking it from the inside. Omar was getting panicked, he had run out of sense how to know Aro will do the desperate or not?

Ara was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at her phone screen. A headline he had just read was shocking and made it difficult to move.

"Pil, why?" asked Aro who was panicking to see his dumbstruck sister holding the phone with a blank look.

"Pil, why the hell?" urged Aro to repeat the question.

Ara dropped her phone, then Aro immediately picked it up and looked at the screen of Ara's phone that was still on. His eyes were wide open reading the news.

ARTIST MAHIJA ARO IS INVOLVED IN A SCANDAL WITH ARTIST TARISA CANDINI, HIS CO-STAR IN THE SECOND RING SERIES. THE TWO OFTEN SPEND THE NIGHT TOGETHER.

The fake news comes with a photo of Aro who was embracing an artist named Tarisa Candini. Tarisa Candini is a wife who already has children. What would happen if the false news reached the ears of Risa's husband?

"This is not true, Pil," Aro defended himself, he shook Ara's shoulder to reassure her sister. "Gue can't date people, Pil."

Ara remained silent, she was just afraid that this news would reach her mother's ears. Ara herself was already feeling shock, especially later on Earth?

"Mas, if you know, Mas ...."

"Pil, do you believe me?" aro asked for support from Ara.

Ara shook her head, she wanted to be in disbelief. The photos in the news made the news seem real. Risa in a sexy dress is being embraced so affectionately by Aro who holds a glass filled with drinks.

"What was the picture taken when Mas Ar was drunk?" asked Ara, she remembered the jacket Aro wore that night.

Aro nodded, he did not expect that his behavior would be a boomerang for him. The photo that accompanied the news was not just one, but there were more than ten. Everything in the pose of Aro is being friendly with Risa.

"What's with Risa as well Mas with hot scenes?" asked Ara, her heart ached a little when she asked like that.

"Pil, you know where?" Aro asked back.

Ara refused to answer, she chose to link her fingers and squeezed them over and over again as an outpouring of emotion. I don't know what makes the rumble in his chest so hard to appease looking at the photo and the news.

Shouldn't Ara be ordinary? Aro who? Only brother always ignored him? There is a Sakaf that is more important for him to worry and to get his jealousy.

Why do You stir the hearts of servants to those who are always vulnerable to harm, O Lord. What is your plan for the servant?

"Mas, how can this news be stopped?" ask Ara, "i don't want you to do anything."

Mother or I whose heart is hurt?

"Gue must have told Omar to pay someone to clean up my name. You just need to believe in me," said Aro published a hope in Ara's heart.

"Mas asked me to believe the same Mas, why, Mas?" Ara was convincing herself that Aro really wanted her to believe as someone special in her heart, was that so?

"Because you're my sister, my brother's own time doesn't believe!" clearly Aro made Ara's already expanding heart shrink back.

Ara laughed to herself, condemning the foolishness of hoping that Aro would keep the same taste towards her.

I don't know since when the warm feeling when staring at Aro it appeared in Ara's heart. Maybe when you start to know love? A strange taste that he kept fertilizing alone without knowing what his name was.

He likes Aro to bully him, he likes Aro to tease him, he likes Aro to prank him, he likes everything. Like a kid who loves candy, loves ice cream, loves chocolate. Already know will worsen health but, still want to be eaten.

Just like Ara on Aro, already know their story can never be realized, but the heart continues to desire. Already knew love was forbidden, but Ara persisted.

Ara rubbed the ring on her ring finger, trying to remind herself to focus on one name, Sakaf. Her marriage was in plain sight, she could not continue to nurture her feelings for Aro.

"Lo rest first, don't think macem-macem. In a day I guarantee this damn news will be lost," promised Aro while wiping the tops of Ara's head.

Ara looked up her head in order to be able to look at Aro who was standing before her. This time the lips smiled, draining a warm feeling in his heart. "Break Salasika Arabella, I need you here now."

Ara smiled to hear her name clearly mentioned by Aro. Anyone can say his name, but another taste if the one who calls it is Aro.

"Emang Mas needs me to do something?" tanya Ara tried to hide her feelings.

"Make a cook, make a clean room," pointed Aro at the rest of the room. "It's a real mess, isn't it?" ask Aro for approval.

Ara boasted, again Aro pranked her. He thought he was really needed as someone special.

"Gue take care of this problem first to Omar, I must have before you know this news will be crossed first," promised Aro while once again rubbing the top of Ara's head and then move on to leave it.

When he opened the room door, he found Omar standing in front of the door lips while holding the ashtray with a worried face.

"Well, you brought ashtrays?" ask Aro.

"Lo's so dipping Ara isn't it?" search Omar with trembling hands.

"Seriously you eat my talk, where there I lust see thin body Upil, Mar,"sahut Aro. Sounded physically harassing Ara, but made Omar breathe a sigh of relief.

"There's a piece of junk news coming into the headlines today, Mar," Aro sat on the sofa and Omar followed suit. The ashtray he returned to the table.

"Why brought ashtray just now?" todong Aro before discussing the news he will convey.

"Make your head hit, I'm afraid that Ara really-no you ask that," explained Omar invited Aro laughter.

"Seriously I am, Ar!" omar Sentak.

"Gue felt sorry for him in the news" Aro said, showing a mobile phone screen to Omar's face.

"This will be intentional to ride the series lo the same Risa, Ar,"

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