Badboy That Sucks
51. Revenge Boy

Arkan just laughed.

"Udah ah come home, lo naek deh. Let me

anterin. Ntar nyokap step-lo bersamuk again if you do not return," said Arkan.

"Lot the most angry Papah!" kamila said while riding on the Arkan motorbike.

"No papa, for Kamila's sake!"

Arkan sweetly teases Kamila. Though a few hours ago he was so cruel to bully Laras. But in front of Kamila he seemed to be transformed into another person.

"We're going straight to basecamp, huh?" Bastian.

"Yes, later I followed, my anter girl back first," replied Arkan.

"Cie's dating," seduced Sean.

"Diam's bike!" said Kamila.

Arkan chuckles he runs his bike towards Kamila's house.

"Lo is really stubborn. Mr. Yusuf was nanyain lo. Only you doang who did not enter earlier I brought books to your class. I told you that Mother yah lo truant mulu," said Kamila.

"Ih, mentang-matang would-be favorite ghosts. He wants to stay the same" Arkan said.

"Wildamah! That Abis lo fucked up, skip on! What's it gonna be?" Kamila nagged Arkan.

"So your husband!" answer Arkan lightly.

"Relse it."

"Rese is also lo love, Kamilaaa!" arkan said with confidence.

"Relieve it!"

Along the way the two argue with each other like a cat and a mouse. No one wants to give up. When we got to Kamila's house,

Kamila got off the bike.

"Thank you!" kamila said then stepped inside.

However, just as he was about to step inside, Arkan pulled his hand and tidied Kamila's hair.

"Collapse Baby!" arkan said.

Kamila's cheeks were already flushed red, and that made Arkan chuckle.

"Banget yeah?" ask Kamila.

"Lumayan!"

Kamila looked through the Arkan rearview motor, she tidied it while Arkan rubbed the back of Kamila's head.

"Today tumben lo diem I told you my girl? Tumben really resigned that?" ask Arkan.

Kamila rolled her eyes lazily.

"Alah, I answered not also you would be keukeh said I'm a lo girl. I denied it in vain, too" replied Kamila.

Arkan only laughed faintly at Kamila's reply.

"Yes, you are my girl, so just give it up."

"Ish kepedean lo," said Kamila.

"Judah I want to find lady la-"

"Auww sick Kamila!" Arkan grimaced as Kamila pinched his waist.

"How dare I mutilate you!" threaten Kamila's.

"Here go home, be careful! If you want to hang out, don't go home!"

"Ciee's already starting to baffle," the Arkan tease poked Kamila's chin.

"No horror?!"

"Mrs, I'm back!"

Kamila nodded her head.

"Wouldn't you like a kiss?" bargain Arkan.

"Haha iyah Darling iyah, you immediately rest, if there is anything to say. I'll be flirting with someone who's sick!" arkan.

"Dare people?" ask Kamila.

"How dare you, what the hell is not for Arkan!"

Arkan raised his eyebrows.

"Yeee's ruffled!"

Kamila went inside the house, she felt confused as Laras looked at her sharply. The barrel carrying the broom approached, he was just about to hit Kamila.

But suddenly his movements stopped. Kamila closed her eyes in fear, but Kamila did not feel anything in her body Kamila opened her eyes Kamila was confused what was wrong with Laras.

"Aunty all right?" tanyakanya.

"That's Aunt's face why? Aunt jatoh?" kamila asked as she looked at the wound on the cheek

Barrels.

"Don't ask too many questions, now you go into the room before I change my mind, and one better you don't show your face in front of me

if you're not home, you're always making me emotional" Laras said.

"How come I'm the one who makes emotions, it's aunty who likes sensi. So don't be evil so people" Kamila said boldly.

"To Kamila's room, or this broom drifts into your head," cried Laras annoyed.

Kamila immediately stepped onto the second floor and headed to her room.

"Ish, it's so weird for people. Wonderful why Papah fell in love with such a model" muttered Kamila after she was in her room.

The next day Arkan did not attend school. Though it makes no difference when he enters, he will skip. But today Marvin intends to take his son to the office.

He will start simulating

Arkanese. So that Arkan will be ready

become his replacement in the office later.

Arkan is honestly very lazy. But how else, this will be Arkan's responsibility later.

"That's gotta go to the office, Dad? Can't it be postponed later? I'm new to High School, graduated has not been told to the office. It's called coercion, loh," said

Arkan to Marvin.

PLOTS UP!

Alisha directly touched Arkan's forehead with the spoon he was holding so that his eldest son complained of pain.

"Aduh, Mother could very well her child was rubbed using a spoon," said Arkan misah misuh.

"Yes abis you if you say as good as udel. Utilization of how your father wants to know you with office staff. Same client as well. It will be a company for you, not for anyone else. Don't just ask for your money!" grumbles

Alisha long broad.

"Yes yes, my dear Mother.For the sake of the most beautiful queen mother in the world, Arkan babang nurut "said Arkan.

"Your son, Dad. His behavior was merciful" Alisha told Marvin, who could only smile.

Arkan is indeed a duplicate of himself, no wonder if his wife is always nagging.

Finally, Arkan went to the office with Marvin. Arriving at the office, the meeting will start soon.

"I'll wait here, Dad"

"Eh, how the hell? So, you prepare yourself first. Later if the secretary of the nyusulin father, you have to go into the meeting room. If I don't report to Mommy, you" said Marvin.

"Dad mah playnya ngadu to Mommy, not cool Daddy mah!" arkan grunts.

"Good dong, your weakness will be in Mother!" Arkan breathed tired.

"Father first, you're not going anywhere!" marvin said he then stepped away leaving the child in his room.

Arkan just nodded. Arkan looked through his father's room, very neat, Arkan's smile expands when he saw there is a picture of his mother on the table of the Father, his father was very cute with his mother.

"Ehh.." Accidentally Arkan nudges a stack of files, Arkan reads some files. The content is just a few reports and proposals. He widened his eyes when he saw a file there was the name of his father Kamila. And the contents of that proposal call to cooperate.

Arkan took a picture of the file and then he read the contents, nothing strange.