Dira & Dara

Dira & Dara
The dating?! this Clubbing!#From pov


My name is Dara Anindya Wijaya, I am 22 years old and currently my activities are to campus, to the house of bentar and clubbing.The last word is the most amazing that I like, because what?! because I can have fun and forget the things I've always wanted.


Wiggling the body and wagging the hair according to the beat of the song is my hobby every night, but this I always keep from the mother.


"Daraaaa we're home!"


My brother's voice buzzing with the music getting louder, you can't hear what Dira's brother is talking about and even cool to wiggle the body because the music is getting hotter at night.


"Back of daraaaa!"


"Anjrittt don't have to pull my hair out."


I grimaced because of the action of Dira's sister who grabbed my hair and took me to the side.


"lo budek his sister,gue said go home too."


Said Brother Dira while lighting his cigarette.


I'm shaking off the smoke that almost got into my nose."Why home?! it's also only 1 o'clock tumben mall?!"


Brother Dira looked at me expressionlessly, I swear not really his face.


"No need to glare, sister?! your face is not very."


"We go home, Dara, don't ask why we go home anyway."


Said brother Dira while raising his voice.


Wonderful, usually he's the henchman in this place until I have to pock him because mabok.Lah now why?


I can only resign and obey what my sister asked, while walking straight ahead of my brother Dira and out.


We walk far apart, every once in a while I look back and brother Dira coolly inhaling his cigarette while walking.


The club tonight is close to the same house so do not have to take a taxi, just walk and arrive.


This is our routine every night, clubbing and ending up at aunt Yola's house.Without your knowledge, my sister and I were even involved deep into the society of children today.


Aunt Yola always reminds us both that this will cause the mother to be angry, we really ngokuh aja without thinking what will happen if the mother knows what we are doing.


The reason why we dare to lie to our mother is because there is no presence of father that we have longed for.


Kak Dira always cry if you have mabok and call the name of Father, I think here I miss Dad but it turns out brother Dira who misses father more.


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I woke up and woke up as fast as lightning, where is this? it's not the room that I've always seen every clubbing, the mattress and the equipment is much different.


I looked in all directions, it looked like Dira's sister was sleeping on the sofa.Gue was not alone, but why could I be here last night what I was doing...


I try to remember what happened after last night out of that club, the walking and...


After that what?! I can't swallow at all.


My head is also a bit dizzy, when last night I did not mabok but my gaze is a bit burem.


"So, Dira woke up."


I walked towards Brother Dira even though I was quite staggering.


But he muttered after that he returned to his subconscious.


"resee molor mulu."


Bump me while hitting his ass


This where the hell is it?!


Tok


Tok


Tok


Someone knocked on the door, my heart suddenly stiffened. Don't tell me that I'm currently kidnapped and want to be sold to malaysia or Singapore as a busker.


I walked slowly and put my forehead on the door.


Dukes...


"God..."


Ringis me when the door opens and successfully make my forehead twitching.


"Sorry aunt doesn't think she's awake yet."


Aunty?!


I thought while wiping my forehead, aunt who the hell?! his face I do not know.


"I'm sorry deck, I bring you into the house when it's cold to sleep in front of the gate"


Welcome again


The gate?!


I and brother Semalem sleep at the gate?! yes, but I don't want it at all.


"I'm the same brother who sleeps at the gate, auntie?"


Ask me


I'm grinning."Sorry aunt, don't we smell alcohol?"


Ask me slowly.


The aunt brought her mouth to my ear."Aye." Yeah."


Oh My God !


Please play back my memory last night, can I mabok?! where did the alcohol come from?!


I thought and hit my head slowly, trying to remember what happened last night.


And...


Yep...


I remember!


It all started with Dira.


Flashbacks


I walk away from brother Dira, I just had an hour of clubbing to go home.Kak Dira rese asked to be pounded, sebel I ihhhh


"Dec, dick."


Shouted Dira behind me


His voice was distant and almost non-intentional.


I turned around, looked at him and shouted."What the hell?!"


"Wait for dong, the way is very nice."


"Lo is slow, he wants to go home but really long way how the hell make me sleepy on the road."


"Here dong don't go far away yelling."


Dira waved his hand so I could go back.


"Lo dong who's my way back."


"It has a big grunt."


"Au ah you've made my mood go down."


Brother Dira ran up to me and held my hand.


"Wait for dong."


He said while taking something out of a black crackle bag.


I looked at the package and ripped....


"Where did you get this, brother?"


I said excited while intending to take the bottle.


But he pulled the bottle and coded it wait.


"This I buy, the reason why I took you home I mean is so that we can freely scream on the road removing the claws, the grubbing in the club continues"


Definitely Sister Dira


Oh that's the reason...


Brother Dira shrewdly opened the bottle and I cheered impatiently.


After that, I don't want what we do anymore


Flashback end


"Hey..."


This aunt wags her hand in front of my face which makes my daydream scatter.


I'm smiling."Aunty sorry I daydreamed"


"That's your sister?!"


"Yes tan."


"Heavy sleepiness like yes, you already have breakfast first yu let your sister follow."


Take a aunt I haven't asked whose name it is.


I walked down the stairs following the aunt to the kitchen, all the food was served at the dinner table.Wow I swear my stomach namen nih see this much good food, as much as this,mother also likes to cook kayak gini but me and sister Dira even do not want to eat at home.


"Aunty, I'm sorry to ask whose aunt's name?!"


"oh, aunt Libra's name, baby."


Say it while spooning the rice.


"Kayak knows?!"


I said with a smile and gave a plate that aunty libra asked to fill with rice.


Libra then?!


Mother Kayak once mentioned that name, but when and how I forgot the story.


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