Bara's Innate Girl
Dave

'As soon as Rara got out of the car, the girl walked quickly into the house. In the room he threw his bag carelessly over his bed. Then walk into the closet and open it. The girl was busy scrambling and took out almost half the contents of the closet.

After finding what she was looking for, Rara walked towards the bed with a box in her hand.

Rara opened the box, taking out a box that looked worn. Then switch to picking up the supply box he found today in his desk drawer.

The girl's bead glazed over when she found out that the box was from the same person.

"Dave.." said the girl.

"You didn't leave me." stared longingly at the light blue box.

Dave, the mysterious man who has been accompanying and treating the grief of the poor girl named Rara. Every time Rara gets the mockery and bullying from her schoolmates, only Dave can encourage her.

A box of light blue stock will always be in the drawer of his desk at school, also with a memo note on it.

Perhaps the presence of the mysterious man was mortal and could not reach Rara. But a little bit of the man had a huge influence on him. His spirit that was down due to oppression, would instantly rise when reading the letter from the man.

Four years ago, the mysterious man Rara named Dave became her best friend. Rara had never met him. Various ways Rara has done in order to meet him. But nil, Dave seems to know Rara's movements.

Rara smiled happily, "You want to take care of me again huh." the girl monologued.

Remembering the mysterious man she had already considered a friend. Rara hugs the box warmly, hoping to meet Dave.

***

Every day Rara lived her activities peacefully. It's just that the presence of Mic makes it a little different. Sure enough, during school there was not one student who dared to harass him. They even look very scary to Rara. It turns out that Mic is very much feared in this school.

Maybe an advantage for Rara. Befriending Mic, at least he doesn't have to worry about becoming a bully again. Eventually he starts getting used to accepting all the sometimes annoying Mic attitudes.

"Let's ride." Mic ordered, for Rara to ride on the latest motorcycle.

Rara according. Even with this, he was used to it, because a week they were friends, Mic forced to drive him home, and went to school.

"You're the son of a family who's not?" tanya Mic, slow down the speed of the motorcycle.

"Yes" answered Rara briefly, trying to hold the body from getting too attached to Mic's back.

"But why don't I know you? What's your parents' name? Who knows if I know him."

Sure Mic wonder. Rara lives in a luxurious house owned by the family of Derri Pramana. But why doesn't Mic know they have another daughter. It is common for conglomerate families in this city to gather and cross each other at the appointed time. And Mic, who often follows the group, never sees Rara there.

"Are you Uncle Derri's nephew?"

"A. l. i.e. I'm the Pramana family's niece."

"just fine. Then where do your parents live?"

"They are in Indonesia. You know Indonesia, right? I used to live there. Until finally Uncle Derri asked me to attend school here only, to accompany my aunt. You know Uncle Derri's two daughters are grown up and travel a lot from home, making my aunt lonely there."

Rara had to lie. Although her heart hurts, but if she is honest about who she really is, Rara is afraid that it will be a problem for her later.

It's really sad. He was born into a family, but no one knew he existed. He was ignored, ostracized and his status was unclear.

"I understand." Mic nodded in understanding.

After arriving, Rara got off the iron horse. "Come in. Don't wander around."

Rara is shocked because Mic suddenly unlocks the helmet from her head. And again, the youngster tidied up Rara's messy hair.

A small swipe at the girl's crown made Rara fixated. "It's neat. Come inside. I'll go first."

"Wait."

"What's wrong?" Rara turned around again.

"Saturday night, do you have a show?"

I don't know, Rara doesn't know. Mic's attitude changed today. He's softer than ever.

Rara thought for a moment, "Actually nothing."

"Can we meet that night?"

"I. I don't know. Because I have to ask my uncle for permission."

"alright. I-i understand. But if your uncle allows it, let me know."

Rara could only nod her ass.

"alright. Then I go first." the man finally left.

After Mic left, Rara continued her steps into the mansion grounds. Bringing questions will be a Mic just solicitation. Rara doesn't know whether Derri will allow it or not.

Just one foot stepped on the house, a large body had already blocked his steps. Rara was forced to stop, then looked up at the figure.

"Sister Bara." looked at the man, but there seemed to be no more fear in those eyes.

"You're from anywhere!" that cold voice jolted his ear drum.

"Rara from school."

Hearing that, Bara narrowed her eyes while putting her hand into her pants pocket.

"School you said?" the man grinned. "You go to school or something? How dare you bring a foreign man into this house!"

"Other men? You mean the brother who drove Rara?"

Bara was just silent, just keep staring at the sharp sad bead. Realizing that Bara misunderstood her, Rara finally began to explain.

"He's my schoolmate. He just drove me."

The sharper the gaze of Bara. "introducing? Isn't this house a driver for you?!"

"I.that's..."

Never mind, it's useless to defend yourself. Because whatever it is, Rara is always wrong in the eyes of this family.

"Enough! Don't say anything else. You always do it in this house! Get out of front of me!" pushing Rara violently from before him, made Rara almost fall.

Rara bit her lips with a bitter feeling. I don't know when he felt this kind of treatment? Muffling all the pain in her heart, Rara finally stepped away.

"Don't let anything like that happen again. Or you'll feel the consequences!" a threat that stopped his steps. Rara tried to accept all of this and did not want to respond to it again.

After making sure Rara was no longer there, Bara turned her body, still had time to catch Rara's back that disappeared behind the door.

The man let out a heavy sigh, while taking the phone from his pants pocket.

"Observe him!" the man's orders to someone across there.