Young Girl For Mr. Duda

Reunite

A gust of wind swept across the skin of the beautiful girl who was looking blankly at the view from the balcony of her room. She's Aya, a little girl with adult-like nature. Born to be the twin sister of an Ara makes it often compared to the figure of Ara. He admitted, he was a little different from a kid his age. His thoughts are too mature for his age, whether the girl should be proud or not.

He breathed in the night air that would probably make him sick tomorrow. Aya exhaled slowly, the little girl felt tightness in her chest that suddenly attacked. He looked up at the beautiful-looking star sprinkles. Many times he felt afraid of the night which seemed more heinous than the day.

Very small bosen continue, when the size anyway? aya said in her heart.

Yes, the little girl was hoping to grow up quickly. Being an adult is fun, it's what he sees from the adults around him. Aya only judge from one side, looking at one angle where adults are always happy. However, the little girl did not see how cruel the world was to adults.

He didn't know, a lot of adults were struggling to survive. The little girl did not know there were many adults who were maintaining their mental health. He also did not know many adults who tried hard to smile when his world was destroyed.

A swipe in his head made Aya look back. He looked at the figure who was now giving a gentle smile to Aya. The girl's face did not change, it was still flat. He didn't even throw back the smile his father gave him.

"What do you think Daddy is, heem?" krishna asked as she carried Aya with her daughter to the room.

"Nothing," Aya said in a soft voice.

"Dad, is being big fun?" lontar Aya's.

Krishna who heard the question stopped his steps for a moment and walked towards the bed of the little girl. Krishna sat himself there with Aya in his lap. His hands gently rubbed the mane of the child, he looked at the bead of Aya's eyes which was staring at him innocently, but was very empty in it. He never understood the bead of his son's eyes as if there was no life.

"Want a big shot, honey?" Krishna asked as he gently rubbed Aya's mane.

Aya just nodded her head, hugging Krishna tightly. His face was buried in Krishna's neck. He started to get sleepy as he felt a gentle swipe at his mane, but his unanswered curiosity made the girl reluctant to close her eyes.

"Heem, whether it's good or not it's back to yourself, beautiful. Daddy doesn't want to say that being an adult is good, Daddy doesn't want to make you expect that being an adult is fun. Message Daddy to you, when you grow up, never give up. Never be a weak girl who has to end everything, be a tough and indestructible Aya. Aye, Honey?" krishna said gently.

"But, there's Daddy and Mommy. Who's gonna destroy Aya, Dad?" he retorted while raising his head.

"Daddy and Mommy won't be able to keep you and Ara together. Whatever the future holds, take good care of your sister, dear?"

...***...

Riana walked into a discotheque located in a remote place in Jakarta. With his clothes quite revealing, he entered the discotheque confidently. The sound of music that echoes welcomes his sense of hearing and the millions of people who are dancing on the dance floor welcome his neutrality. His feet stepped towards the bartender, himself feeling thirsty now.

"Beverage with moderate alcohol content," Riana asked as she stared at the surroundings.

He often came to the discotheque to refresh his mind. He only came to drink not to dance let alone do *** free. Riana was wild, but she still knew the limits. He did not want to get damaged because of his actions.

Accidentally, the net caught Darren and several men laughing. Riana was very sure they were talking about something fun. He put the glass in his hand and set his foot toward where Darren was. Upon arriving there, he hugged Darren's neck tightly. His actions certainly made Darren surprised.

"It turns out you're here too." That whisper made Darren sigh violently. He certainly knows who the owner of the voice that seduces sexy in his ears. Darren forcibly removed Riana's hand from her neck.

"Don't approach me!" darren.

Leon deliberately said, he knew very well if Darren was uncomfortable with the woman. Darren who heard Leon's words raised a faint smile. He glanced at Devan who seemed indifferent to the existence of Riana, the man was even engrossed in playing mobile phones.

"Heem. You three are? Which refan?"

"She can't drink anymore" said Leon as he finished his vodka.

"Remain, Ri? Lu chicks and to the bar, so cool. Want to find a filler?" scorn Devan without diverting his attention from his phone.

Riana who heard that clenched her hand. "So, don't talk to you, yeah!" furious Riana.

"Certainly? Selling yourself? Cih, women like you deserve Darren." Devan looked at Riana with a condescending look.

"You! You're wrong, Dev! Darren's just for me!"

...***...

Alika is currently in one of the sweet martabak sellers. I don't know, tonight he really wants to eat sweet food. Even in his hand there was a grocery bag containing donuts and cakes. Alika is not afraid to be fat at all, because for her eating is everything.

While waiting for the message, the woman chose to play her mobile phone. He was so focused on his phone that he didn't realize someone was sitting in front of him. Alika was not even aware that the person was staring at her intensely. Until the martabak seller delivers his message, Alika is surprised by the presence of the man.

"Sir, this is the chocolate bar."

Alika. "False, Mas. Here's the money, yeah."

Accidentally, the woman glanced forward, "Lo?!" yelling Alika with round eyes, she even undoed her intention to rise from her seat.

"What?" ask that figure.

"Gapain are you here?" Alika's question just sounds absurd to the figure.

"Fishing chicken."

"Refa!" jerrit Alika.

Meanwhile, the figure only raised one eyebrow hearing Alika's scream. Yes, that's Refandra. The man intends to buy martabak for his beloved mother. However, she meets Alika.

Alika looked sharply at Refan, she was still upset with the man who was now sitting casually before her. It felt like Alika killed Refan that second as well. His sense of uneasiness was heightened when he saw Refan's flat-face look.

"Arghbhh ... Just die you!"