Badboy That Sucks
179. Kamila Fight

Geck... Geck..

"It's me Kamila, I'm in yah!"

That night Arkan was playing ps in Kean's room, suddenly the door opened there was Kamila.

"Guil!" call the girl.

"Why Honey?" ask Arkan.

"Lo's busy again? There's something I want to talk about!" said Kamila.

Arkan frowned, "Important?" Kamila immediately replied with a nod of his head.

"In my room, yeah!"

Arkan immediately put his PS stick, then he took Kamila out of Kean's room to his room. They enter Arkan's room, Kamila closes the door and locks it in fear that anyone will see.

"Why Honey?" ask Arkan again.

Kamila reached into her pocket to return Arkan's little knife, and placed it on the table.

"I want to go back to the piano, I made it too" said Kamila.

Arkan smiled, "Take a baby, I still have one more!"

But Kamila shook her head.

"Gue gakmau, that piso will have lo" Kamila said.

Arkan accepted it and said, "Why don't you want Yang? Though you can learn a lot, after all I told you if you want to bales people do not half!"

Kamila kept shaking her head she didn't want to.

"No need for Ar! Later if I need I will say the same lo!" said.

Arkan smiled with his smirk he pulled Kamila's hand and cornered Kamila to the wall. Then he pointed his knife at Kamila.

"Arkan! Wh-what are you doing?" kanmila asked with a trembling voice.

"Lo is my girl Kamila, I don't like it if anyone hurts my girl! You belong to Arkan Kamila! Bales whatever they do same lo!"

Arkan grinned at Kamila's frightened face, then Arkan stuck a knife to Kamila's cheek.

"Lo is too good Kamila! I want to mess with you, like exciting right if I engrave my name on your cheek until bloody?" tanya Arkan pressed a knife against Kamila's cheek.

Kamila was surprised by what Arkan said she shook her head, Kamila tried to escape from Arkan but it was difficult.

"No, why?" ask Kamila fear.

Arkan looked at Kamila sharply he was very creepy.

Kamila's breathing felt tight, Arkan's aura greatly frightened Kamila.

"Let me not beg you, you say you love me!" kamila said with her panicked face.

"Gue loves you Mil! But this piso says he wants to see Arkan's blood... Neck fits!"

"Akhc.. Not Arkan, no! I beg!" pinta Kamila pleaded.

He squealed as Arkan glued

a knife around his neck.

"Lo scared?" ask Arkan while laughing.

Kamila looked at Arkan tearfully she nodded

her head.

BRUCH..

Arkan pulls Kamila he drops Kamila on the bed, Arkan rises up Kamila again Arkan sticks his knife on Kamila's neck.

"Where is this?" arkan asked him he rubbed Kamila's neck, and it made Kamila hold her breath.

"Arkan! Nay! I'm scared!" lirih Kamila's.

Really, Kamila is very scared at this time, Arkan is really creepy, it's just that his enemy no one dares to dwell because Kamila only feels if oxygen is absorbed by Arkan.

Kamila closed her eyes, she continued to pray that the demons in Arkan would not hurt her.

Kamila opened her eyes, she saw Arkan's very clear eyes, Arkan's sharp gaze made anyone bend their knees.

"Arkan! Please don't hurt me!" lirih.

Arkan chuckled he put his knife on the nightstand.

Cup...

After that Arkan kissed Kamila's cheek, "Fear hm?" tanyakanya.

Kamila nodded her head, she was afraid, her tears were about to flow but Arkan immediately wiped her off. Arkan chuckles seeing her lover is adorable isn't it. He wanted to cry.

"Hey don't cry, just kidding, baby!" Arkan hugged Kamila who was below him.

Kamila reciprocates Arkan's embrace he promises not to anger Arkan, Arkan is very creepy.

"Lo has to promise that being angry doesn't freak out like I'm afraid of it" Kamila said in Arkan's arms.

Arkan smiled he rubbed Kamila's head, "I'm angry with you, I won't hurt you, you used to lie that I was angry, I prefer diem! I don't have to hurt you!"

Arkan took off his arms he cupped Kamila's face and rubbed her cheeks.

"Lo must be strong Kamila! No one can hurt you!" arkan.

Kamila nodded her head, "I love Lo, Arkan."

"Gue tau."

Arkan brought his face closer to Kamila's, Kamila wrapped her hands around Arkan's neck.

Kamila closed her eyes as she felt Arkan's cold lips cling to her lips.

Kamila enjoyed every part of Arkan, the young man was always comfortable. Kamila rubbed her firm jaw, Arkan was the ideal type according to Kamila.

Arkan closed his eyes as Kamila rubbed his jaw, which was very delicious.

"Enghhh!" Arkan growled as Kamila played her hair on the sidelines of their pangutan.

Arkan took off his grip, he smiled at Kamila who was panting to catch her breath.

Arkan pinned his head on the recess of Kamila's neck.

"Shhh... Ngh.. Arkan don't!" Arkan raised his head he smiled happily when he saw the red mark on Kamila's neck.

"Lo got me!" whispered sensual Arkan with his hoarse voice.

"You want to do that now?" ask Kamila fear.

Arkan immediately shook his head, "Good men won't do that before marriage ties!"

Kamila was amazed at the young man no matter what Arkan he always kept Kamila's honor.

"But.. You have me!"

Kamila smiled and nodded her head, "l am yours!"

***

In the morning at school Kamila was shocked because she had just come she was called to the principal's room.

"Why am I called the principal?" ask Kamila to Lily.

Lily just shook her head, "I don't know, sister. I was just asked to call you to the principal's room" he replied.

"Yes, Mil ... We're going to the principal's room now" Arkan said.

"Lo want to come?"

"Obviously I'm coming. I also want to know why you got called to the principal's room" Arkan replied.

It turned out that when they entered the principal's room there was already Salsa there.

"This is it, sir. Kamila likes to bring sharp weapons to school yesterday I was at the todong using piso. My shirt was torn because piso had him" Salsa complained.

"Huh piso? Do you have any proof that I'm taking Piso to school?" kamila asked Salsa calmly.

"Yes the proof my shirt was torn yesterday, the shirt that yesterday you sobekin use the piso."

"Compose me, accuse me! If the torn clothes can be stuck, then I keep my nyiram I bales, it can be my same revenge so lo my slander is so! That shirt can tear itself !" kamila was acting sad.