Don't Take My Son...!!!
Chapter - 5 What is a smile?!

Flashback 5 years ago...

20 Minutes later, Dara got off Alan's bike.

"Thanks, bro!" Dara pats Alan's arm.

"Okay, I'm leaving." Alan turned the motor and left in front of Dara's house.

Dara put the key, when entering the atmosphere in the house is still dark he felt - palpable light switch. He locked the door of the house on guard, afraid that someone else would enter without his permission because he lived alone even though he was good at fighting but if the intruder pointed at senpi he could die.

Pats! The lights instantly shimmered illuminating the room.

Dara walked to her room, threw a backpack pulling a towel from a hanger attached to the shoulder and then walked to the bathroom outside the room while her hands unbuttoned the uniform one by one along with the skirt and interior. Throwing his dirty clothes into the dirty laundry basket, getting into the bathroom picked up a dipper quickly flushed the sticky body.

Before long Dara came out already wrapped around her wet body with a towel, walked into the kitchen put a small pot on the gas stove to cook noodles because her stomach was rumbling. Take a pack of noodles open it, prepare the seasoning and take one egg in a cold cupboard.

"Ahhh, steady! Just wear a hot pepper!"

"Okay, wait for the boiling water I put on a shirt first," Dara continued to monologue herself by quickly picking up a home t-shirt combined with short jeans half a thigh wearing it.

Just finished devouring instant noodles, food that was always faithful with her every day, someone knocked on the door.

"Sir Dira!" pekiknya happy, the article has not met for 2 weeks.

Dara opened the door, presented the haggard face of her brother.

"I'm not sure you're tired, here's Dara who brought her suitcase," Dara took the suitcase from Dira's hand.

"Yes, so tired. Here hug, brother again need a hug." Dira hugged Dara tightly. "Whatever happens later, don't blame you. Brother has no one but you, Dek." Said Dira while stroking Dara's back.

What happened to Dira?

In the morning when Dara reached the school, the crowd in the school field was boisterous by all the students even the teachers and school officials gathered there.

"DARA I DATENG !! COME HERE BABE !!" without shame Deris in the middle of the field stood naked and only wearing a boxer limited to the knee shows a hardened stomach and also muscles in the arms of his teenagers that have begun to form.

"Crazy basic! What class is this?! Where is the homeroom teacher in charge...?!!!" shouts Chief.

"Sure father, I'm crazy for love! I love you Daraaaa !!!" yell once again Deris wears a small speaker voice in her hand.

"Busyettt, fucking son! I think my guts will challenge me! Eh.. even dateng actually use the naked show again naccording to my words! Mucus! My dead scolded Master!" Dara threesome.

"Become!!! Who's that?!" snapped Mr. Kepsek.

"S-I, sir," Dara advanced to the center of the field.

I am the one who makes my challenge also has to end it. Inner Dara.

"You're in charge, Dar?!" Guardians of class XII-C, Mr. Revelation come forward.

"Hehe, yes sir. Sorry," as usual Dara grinned.

"Become!!! You!" Pak Wahyu added extra patience to face the one female student, has often been called into the BK room and always promises not to repeat the mistakes again but now look at the behavior of his wayward student.

"You! What's yourname?" asked Mr. Revelation turned to Deris.

"Deris Sagantara, sir." Answer Deris.

"The sangantara? You're the son of the Mayor?" shocked Mr. Revelation.

"Yes, sir."

Suddenly everyone who was there took a surprised breath, because they did not expect the behavior of Deris who was like a madman turned out Deris was the most famous child in Jakarta.

"Become! What are you doing with people's children?! Especially he's the Mayor's son!" sir Wahyu scolded Dara.

Deris could not accept the woman of his heart being yelled at like that, he went forward. "Sorry, Sir. I'm doing this all out of my will, don't get mad at Dara, yeah!" his voice was a little harsh for a young man who spoke to an older person. Deris deliberately wanted to intimidate.

"Sorry, Son. So how is this now?" Mr. Revelation is terrified, where dare to trouble with the son of the Mayor.

"I'll take Dara away for a while, sir. Give permission to skip this day with Dara," pinta Deris.

"Then I allow it. Dara go there, solve this problem." Pak Wahyu cleared a glance at Mr. Kepsek, fortunately Mr. Kepsek nodded in agreement.

Without waiting again Deris still with only a boxer on his body pulled Dara's hand away from the roomy and out the school gate. Not far away a car was waiting with the driver who opened the car door when he saw his employer coming.

"Come in, Dar."

"Where are we going? What's to do?" ask Dara when she gets in the car.

"We're officially dating, you're my boyfriend now. I want you, uhhhhh cold beudd from the morning I don't wear clothes." Said Deris in a soft and no-frills voice - frills said I-loe again. Deris' body shivered in the cold, not good to make Dara's heart soften.

"Pake the clothes! Keep naked!"

"Hehe, honey. Pakein dong's shirt, tuh on top of my bag," Deris pointed towards the bag beside Dara's seat.

"Diddeliver! So spoiled!" but Dara said she picked up the shirt and started putting it on Deris' body. "What smile?! I just felt beautiful!" pede the Dara.

"You've been beautiful before, but you're so fierce that I want to fight continuously with you that it's important that you can often meet battered for me no problem." Deris Gombal.

Dara's face looked down embarrassed, a Dara who was bar-bar turned out to be seduced with just words - crisp and common words like that. Not because of the words, but because of the person who said them.