Always Loving U
Late

Kara who had already thrown her shoes behaved foolishly and chose to return home instead of taking shoes that had been thrown away. With a little tiptoe he entered the house, his face pouting in annoyance.

“Loh why is it still here? Didn't you leave earlier?” Rama asked who had just come out followed by Jesi who held his briefcase.

“Died to Dirga, Pi. Ngeselin ah would-be mantu papi!” answer with lips that are still pursed.

“Waituin, Pi! I went to school with Papi. Anterin yeah?”

“Ya already let's go, later the hunt jammed.” Rama.

“Bent, Pi. I change shoes first.” Kara shows her left foot without shoes.

“Well the shoes next to yours?” this time the voice of Jesi asked.

“I threw it to Dirga, but didn't get it.” Kara went inside the house.

Jesi pinched her forehead which suddenly felt dizzy.

“Nih Pi your bag. Mami wants to get Kara's shoes. That's a habitual kid who likes throwing footwear. Can ntar shoes on cross everything left.” Jesi gave Rama's bag and hurried out looking next to his son's shoes while mengedumel.

Rama just laughed while shaking his head seeing Jesi who was mumbling out.

“Basar Mami Jas Jus, do not realize that the Kara is like who!”

“Papi why laugh?” Ask Kara who has returned with her other shoes.

“Nothing, baby. Let's go!”

“Where's mom?” Kara is looking for her mom.

“Mami again get your shoes on, let's go.”

“Oh...” Kara nods her head.

Just a few meters away, Rama stopped him right near Jesi who had just picked up his daughter's shoes.

“Mi, papi departs.” Rama lowers the windshield of his car until Jesi can experience it.

“Mi, Kara no longer salim well. It was already.” He spoke from beside the papi.

“Mi... mami why take my shoes? There are still many at home. Ntar mami mistaken for scavenger again.” Kara Ledek.

“Euh if not a child mami already mami sumpel deh mouth you wear shoes, Ra!” long ago Jesi became anxious himself.

“You are still craving don't throw shoes. Do not realize what your shoes are many left over right doang!” the fussy mother-fashion also started on.

“Yes justin, Mi. There are still many at home. If my shoes abis just buy again, will papi I sultan. Isn't it Pi?” Kara glanced at Rama as she raised an eyebrow asking for support.

“Kara!!” Jesi almost threw a shoe in her right hand on her favorite baby gemoy dede who always did not want to lose. Exactly as the name Ayudia means, invincible. Jesi never thought if the baby's favorite gemoy dede growing up to be like this, often nyebelin but always make rame.

“That's just pantes I like throwing shoes, it turns out the habit that descends from Mami nih.” Kara made Mami Jesi instantly hold the shoes she almost threw.

“Pi, the hunt is off. Mommy can ride the blood long time ngadepin Kara.”

Rama smiled a flash and then returned to his car, “Papi depart yah.” Say it before you go.

“Mami, love you!” he shouted while waving his hands and laughing.

Jesi just smiled and shook his head, “huh! Basic Kara!”

Rama stops the car he was driving right in front of the school gate Kara. The atmosphere was already quite quiet as they were a little late.

“But I went to school first.” After smelling a flash of the back of her papa hand Kara immediately ran towards the almost closed gate.

“Huh huh..” he was even a little bored just for running a little.

“Almost aja.” He said as he breathed a sigh of relief, he glanced at the ranks of several students with BP teachers who were ready to punish anyone who was late.

"Eh want kamana you Lengkara? right here!" The shout succeeded in making Kara throw her breath rough and walk over to Irma's mother, the only teacher who is not the best friend for Kara.

"Udah 12th grade is still not your repentance? the bad luck continued, unchanged from 10th grade. Why are you really doing it at home? bad luck with the subscription!" Kara was just kamit repeating the words of Irma's mother without a sound. He even memorized the words of his teacher, 2 more years did not change his talk - it just continued.

"Not subscriptions either, ma'am, just sometimes. It wasn't even closed just now."

"Kara!" madam Irma raised her voice.

"What the hell is mom? mom didn't cape what just got in early just jerked me? Patience ma'am not until 1 year I graduate really." said Kara casually.

"Mom, you can't completely blame me. Every time it happens there is a cause for the consequences, I'm bad luck as if I don't want to be ma'am cius deh bu..."

Kara blinks her lips when she accidentally looks at Dirga, annoying as soon as she remembers her being left behind. Plus seeing Deva, the most so centile everything stood beside Dirga. Huh complete already the mood destroyer this morning. Not that Kara is unable to join other student and extra-curricular organizations, her brain is very capable even some of the previous seniors repeatedly recruited her to join but she was too lazy. Kara prefers to spend time at home even if it is just watching a drama or a walk to the mall with her friends.

"It's all because of Dirga, ma'am! prospective husband no morals, the first lady in the residence." his grunts as he glanced at Dirga who replied to him with a mocking smile.

"Awas aja ntar until home, Ga. I am aduin to mommy." she threatened.

"What lo loy-liat? don't be as determined as my future husband!" he said to Deva who was looking annoyed at him. Who doesn't know if Dirga is Kara's future husband? all students and even teachers of SMK Persada know it because since the introduction of the school environment (MPLS) 2 years ago the chatty girl has claimed herself as the future wife of Dirgantara Rahardian, but not with Dirga who never took it seriously.

"Prospective husband. prospective husband come to school is still late already discussed prospective husband all. Poor Dirga if you have a wife like you, you can eat every day ati." sidelines Irma.

"Udah do not mostly talk, sapuin tuh under the mango tree together the others." bu Irma gave a broom that was immediately received by Kara even with a pouty face.

"Money punishment other cake do not turn over mango leaves continue, bosen bu from class 10." protested while sweeping the origin.

"It's a 3-round run!"

"Yes, don't run, ma'am, cape. I had enough to run in the heart of Dirga aja ma'am not in the field. Where it starts to heat, ntar I so not glowing if the heat." bargained again.

"Cruise!!" Ms. Irma became anxious herself, this one student always had many reasons to avoid punishment.

Kara put herself in touch with her teacher,

"mom don't be punished. We peace? ntar I sent you the latest set of dinnerware from loveware." whispered negotiate.

"Cranes!!!" ms. Irma even hired Kara.

"Small have learned your collusion well! don't make too many excuses, hustle!!"