2 A WOUNDED HEART

2 A WOUNDED HEART
Season 2 - 5. Cupu girl


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Cclek


After his conversation with the son was over, Cakra went straight into the room following his beloved wife.


Arriving inside, he saw the mother of his children was sitting in front of a mirror while applying skincare on the skin of his face. Cakra approached and stood behind him.


"Without it all, you're still beautiful, baby." whispered Cakra. He hugged Ajeng's body from behind and rested his chin on the woman's shoulder.


"But the signs of aging on my face have appeared, Mas. Later mas embarrassed to have an old wife like me," said Ajeng.


Cakra chuckles. With a quick gesture, he stole a kiss on the wife's cheek. "I'm five years older than you, Yang. Look at! My hair is gray."


"Yes, but usually the man is getting older and looks hot. There must be a lot of young women who are crazy about you, Mas" Ajeng said.


"But this hot husband of yours is just crazy about his beautiful wife. So don't worry! Do not think about the things that are not important, because now there are things that are much more important and urgent," he whispered successfully make the feather Ajeng kuduk stand.


"Is this about our bad son?" guess Ajeng.


Cakra. "Oh. if it's safe. Our son is innocent. He only taught people what they deserved."


The wince is confused. He intended to ask further, but Cakra's hand down there had spread everywhere. Makes him lose focus.


"Mas.." call Ajeng in a stifled voice.


"We're in bed." Cakra who could not stand directly carrying his wife to the contest. He laid his slender body on the bed slowly.


"Mas, I called Dira, he said..."


Cup


Cakra silenced his wife's mouth with a brief kiss. "Should we talk about that now?" ask Cakra inexhaustible. In such a situation, the wife may even discuss other issues.


"We'll talk about that later, it's time to..."


Cakra does not continue his speech, he prefers to kiss the wife who is under his body. The full red lips had called out to him earlier, asking to be enjoyed.


"Yes..." Adjeng mend**ah on the sidelines of their hot kiss.


"Baby.. you look so sexy, tonnage!" Enraptured chakra stared at his wife's beautiful body which was now only covered by transparent black lingerie. As he grew older, Cakra felt that his wife was getting more beautiful and exciting.


"Touch me with all your love, Darl!" Ajeng put his hands around her husband's neck, then whispered melodiously in his ears.


"As your wish, Baby."


The beautiful night is repeated. It had been a dozen years together, but the two never got tired of sipping the heaven of the world.


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SMP Pelita Bakti


BRUKK


"Heh, if you look around dong!" hardik is a schoolgirl with the name tag Siska. He stared intently at the student in front of him who had blocked his path until the collision occurred.


"Sorry.." The student who got the trouble could only apologize and crouch down to pick up the books scattered, fell due to the collision earlier.


Siska with her two friends looked at each other, they were like planning something.


"Who's your name?" ask Siska as the gang leader.


"S-shakila, sister.." replied the schoolgirl named Shakila. He knew that the three students he was dealing with were his upperclassmen.


"Lo is from the village, huh? Dandanan lo kampungan really?" ask one of Siska's gang members.


"E-no, Brother." Kila answered.


"Gue can't believe it. Look at your looks! You think what this was in the past, hair wear in braids two kayak everything, udik know not, like a village!" hina siska's. Because Kila's appearance was slightly different from other students at the school, namely her hair was braided in two, then she used glasses with a wide frame and also a long skirt below the knee.


"Maybe my grandmother's gaul more than you. Hahaha..." Siska laughed mockingly with her two friends.


Meanwhile, the student who became the plumbing material could only stay still with his head bowed. Her hand squeezed firmly into her skirt down there. It happens a lot, but it still hurts.


"Eh, yesterday I saw you go home with a guy on a motorcycle, who was it?" ask Siska.


"That-that's..." Nervously and flattered, Kila tried to answer that question.


"That's what is it? What a dong to talk about!" snapped Siska. She is one of the popular schoolgirls who is arrogant and likes to insult others who she feels are under her.


"That's my sister.." great-granddaughter Kila slowly.


"Huh? Brother lo? Really, your brother's time is cool, but his sister's cupu gini?" One of Siska's friends, refuted.


"Sorry..." Chief Kila was getting bowed. He was tired of being in this situation. Want to avoid, but he was sure if the three girls would not let him.


"Why do you apologize, you're not wrong. The only ones who should be sorry are them!" A voice rang out accompanied by a body figure shuffling in between the sorcerers.


"Eh? Arshas? What are you doing here?" siska asked with a face as sweet as possible.


Siska and her friends frowned. "Why should we apologize, should he. You know, he hit me because the road didn't look around, but his eyes were four. Haha..." The three girls laughed, not what he laughed at, while Arsha himself felt there was nothing funny to laugh about.


"Have you finished your laugh?" Hearing Arsha's cold voice, the three girls fell silent.


"I'm sorry now, or your bullying video will be shared on social media. You know, what would happen if netizens had already acted? They won't let you live quietly!" threatening Arsha. He showed the video when Siska and her friends insulted Kila.


"So how? Apologize to Kila now or..."


"I-iya.." said Siska quickly. He did not want to be months of Indonesian netizens who are notoriously cruel in commenting and blasphemy.


"Hey, cupu! I'm sorry!" siska was forced.


Arsha who heard the insincere apology was upset. "Gue uploaded where, huh? Faceb**k, Ins**gram, or. ah yes, I'd rather upload it to T*k T*k only, there the response is faster." Arsha pretends to be fiddling with her phone.


"Yes-yes, don't upload dong, Arsha. I will apologize properly," Siska said in a panic.


"Do it!" ask Arsha.


"Shakila, I'm the same friends apologize for ngehina lo. You want to apologize for us?" Siska tried hard to say as sincere as possible.


"I-iya, Brother. Kila sorry."


"Yes, now you go there! I've been seeing your pretty pretentious face!" expel Arsha.


"L-yes..." The three girls leave Arsha and Kila behind.


"You're okay, aren't you, Kil?" ask Arsha. He helps Kila to pick up her books that are still scattered on the floor. It just so happened to be a classmate's exercise book and he was asked to drive her to the teacher's room.


"I'm okay, Ar. Thank you for helping me" said Kila.


"Hm, yes. I once promised Om Bagas to take care of you while at school. So don't worry! I guarantee they won't dare bother you anymore."


"Yes, Ar. Thanks again. That's me first, huh?" pamit Kila's.


"Do you want me to help you get the books to the teacher's room?" bargain Arsha.


"No, Ar. I'm alone." Kila refused. He didn't want to trouble Arsha any further.


"Yes, be careful."


"Yes." Yeah."


Arsha stared at Kila's departure in silence. "Gue has to do something" he murmured.


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"Crazy, you haven't come home yet?" arsyi asked as he saw Kila still standing in front of the school gate.


"No, Syil. I'm waiting for Arka to pick me up."


"Oh. Arsha, you first get in the car, I want to accompany Kila until Kak Arka comes," pinta Arsyi.


"Well, I want to be here too. Hot if you have to wait in the car," he refused.


"As far as you."


Shortly after, a motorbike stopped in front of them. He is the man who is being awaited. Who else if not Arka, the first child of Bagas and Tania.


"Come, Deck!" Arka opened the glass of her helmet.


"Ar, Shil, I go first, yeah. Thank you very much" said Kila.


Arsha and Arsyi nodded.


"Sir Arka, Kila, be careful who comes home" said Arsyi.


"Yes, Deck. That's what we're going to be first, yeah." After saying goodbye Arka immediately put forward his motorbike.


"Sir Arka is really cool, yes, it is appropriate that ***** like it," said Arsyi.


"Huh? Lo said what just now? Who likes Bang Arka?" ask Arsha. He did not hear the name Arsyi mentioned.


"Peps..." Arsyi closed his mouth. He slipped.


"Hey... I asked, who likes Bang Arka?" Arsha asked back.


"Secret!" Arsyi immediately ran into the car, avoiding the question of his twin brother.


"Gue has to find out," Arsha's inner.


...Seriate...


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