DYLAN
CHAPTER 10 LITTLE GIRL
Ara blinked her eyes in a slow motion then squirmed lazily. Then the beautiful girl rubbed her eyes while yawning widely.
Ara's eyes looked towards the wall clock. Her gaze descended on the school uniform that was still attached to her body. “ must take a bath right now,” muttered Ara while grabbing the towel hanging beside the bathroom door and walking into the bathroom.
Fifteen minutes later, Ara came out of the bathroom wearing her great t-shirt, a pair of shorts with her hair dyed. Ara laid her body on her soft mattress, enjoying the gravity of the mattress that was getting stronger and stronger.
Crewsuukkkk
Ara snorted as her stomach let out such a strong sound.
" I have not eaten from when, pity very worm worms in the stomach,” Ara ngedumel himself while wiping his flat stomach.
" Patience, yes, my worms. This is my kitchen otw," Ara got up from her soft bed and walked towards the door. As Ara's hand turned the doorknob
suddenly the door was pushed from the outside.
Buuukkk
Ara grimaced as her body hit the hard of the floor.
" Aaah ..”.
" Ara Lo why," asked Iqbal, the Door Opener surprisingly.
" Fuck you anyway If you want to enter it tap the door can, do not origin nyelonong ! Pain My ass,” spray Ara while rubbing her painful buttocks.
" Yes, sorry. I'm kirain lo still sleeping. I was told to call you. Dinner is ready.” Iqbal rubbed his nape with a guilty look.
" Okay come down,” exclaimed Ara girang while pulling Iqbal's hand while running towards the dining room on the ground floor.
When she had taken her place at the dining table, Ara stared at the food that was served with great enthusiasm.
“ Eat well,” Pekik Ara girang.
" Kayak Never eat a year lo,” Iqbal said while stirring rice and side dishes on the plate.
" What, anyway ? Do not sewot, deh,” cetus Ara lazy.
“ What apaan,”
“ Apaan what is it,” Ara does not want to lose.
“ What is it what is it,”
“ Ouch, children mother really, a storm ahead of sustenance, anyway ? Not good to know,” reprimand Mother gently.
“ Sorry, Bun,” said Ara and Iqbal in unison.
Mother smiled gently, after chewing, Mother looked at Iqbal and Ara alternately.
“ How your school is,”
“Well, Bun.”
“ Not good, Bun.”
Again Iqbal and Ara answered simultaneously making the two teenagers snort.
“ Uh, Bun! Know No,” Iqbal looked at Mommy with his carefree gaze.
“ Don't know,” chirps Ara while bribing a spoonful of rice into her mouth.
“ Not saying the same thing,” Iqbal pelt his tongue to Ara then continued to tell the things he experienced today to Mother.
" Yola call me again, Bun. He did not meet that,” Iqbal explained excitedly.
" Yola ? Yola who,” asked Mother astonishment.
“ Ola ..” Iqbal sighed furiously as mother and Ara only frowned in confusion.
" Reyniella Gabriela Yolazkha Dirmawan.”
“ Buset bye ! That's what the name of the train car,” chirps Ara without guilt.
“ Seriously, Ara Don't tell me you forgot her.” Iqbal returned to bribe, but this time bribed a spoonful of fish dishes from his plate.
Ara weighed back. Trying to remember who Yola Yola was meant by Iqbal.
" Old neighbor in Bogor," Ara's expression changed when remembering the figure of a bright brown-haired Indo girl with a sharp nose, a charming smile, and dimples that beautify her lips.
This time Iqbal looked at her with a happy look. “ Benaaarr Welcome you get a prize of a thousand rupiah Do not forget, Tax borne by the Winner,” sloroh Iqbal splash.
" Errr, there I got nothing,” murmur Ara. Iqbal widened his grin revealing his neatly arranged White teeth.
" But I'm confused as well why Yola appeared again after I had the intention to shoot Zalika,” Iqbal looked at Ara as if asking for a solution.
" Because Iqbal fell on two hearts.” Elvira sang Afgan song “Cinta Dua Hati” with lyrics that slightly deviated from the original.
" Ledekin aja continue,” sumpul Iqbal sour.
Mother only shook her head to see the behavior of Ara and Iqbal who could never get along, but always take care of each other.
“ Just keep going,” Cibir Ara
“ Yeee, sewot handyman base.”
“ Sewot carpenter shouts sewot handyman,”
" Lo aja who became the sewer,” timpal Iqbal mocked.
“ Ogah, you aja ..”
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Tong
Three pairs of eyes immediately circulated one another's gaze.
" Bal, open the Door, son,” pinta mom.
Iqbal just nodded obediently then stood up then opened his Door to their guests.
“ Ara is here,” the baritone's voice is heard all the way to the dining room. Makes Ara's body stiffen.
Footsteps are heard approaching the dining room designed according to the mother's request.
“ Ara,” the voice of the baritone was heard again. But Ara tried to stay focused with the food on her plate and did not ignore the sound of the baritone calling her.
“ Ara don't be like dad,” gently scold Mommy.
“ Ara Go home yes, son,” the baritone's voice softens as if holding back the tightness of seeing Ara's negative reaction
“ Why do I Go Home ? Where to go home ? Now this is my home Big Lord Rivaldo Scintillating Alfath.” Ara looked at the middle-aged man standing not far from her with a fierce gaze.
“ Ara Don't do that. Lo No pity the same bokap and nyokap lo They must miss the same lo,” Iqbal began to raise his voice.
“ Lo Don't know, Bal They don't feel sorry for me ! They've been doing it ever since Brother Almira died and only now. JUST NOW THEY'RE LISTENING TO ME ? Kangen ? Which special food is it ? Oath this is kinda fool joke,” Ara clenched his jaw so that Ara's teeth clapped, Ara's hands clenched hard.
“ Father ta..”
“ I'm done eating. I'm going up first. Excuse me.” Ara got up and immediately ran away from the dining room. After Iqbal, Mother, and Ara's father were only confused to see the drastic change in Ara's attitude.
“ Where has he been all this time Why Pas I do not need, he even came nyari me," dumel Ara while scrambling the room he now occupies in the house Iqbal.
“ Ara Yes, geez !! Lo Ngapain, anyway,” Iqbal immediately held Ara's hands together so that the girl ran out of strength to rebel.
“ Iqbal...” Og Ara.
" Hurry to take a shower, I want to take you somewhere. Here, put on this dress, huh ? Beautiful dandan, I wait below,” Order Iqbal while putting a Pink Paper bag on the dresser Ara and immediately move out of Ara's room
Ara looked at the Pink Paper bag. If it wasn't for Iqbal's request, he wouldn't have been able to take a shower at night let alone wear a dress that he thought was complicated.
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Ara came down from the stairs with an annoyed face.
“ Bal, I'm ready. Where are we going, anyway ? Why wear a dress ? Why do you just wear the same sweater jeans doang Lo ngerjain me, yes,” cerocos Ara tubi while leaving the Waist.
Without replying to the rant Ara Iqbal looked at Ara who looked very beautiful that night. Ara wore a knee-length Pink dress with butterfly motifs on the waist along with hair that is beautifully decorated and wearing color wedges in line with her Lips dress she Polishes with soft Pink color lipgloss so as not to be seen dry and it adds to the aura of beauty of a Nadia Ara Elvira Alfath.
“ Lo Beautiful,” pause Iqbal while glancing towards his watch.
" We're almost late. Udah let Let’s go,” continued Iqbal while forcefully pulling Ara's hand so that it gets into the car.
“ Iqball,” Pekik Ara growled. Didn't think he would be treated like that by his own cousin.
Iqbal drove his car out of the yard with maximum speed making the direction of tearing and beating him many times.
“ Stop Hit me Ara Gue again drive," Iqbal said after remaining silent.
" Where do you want to take me,” asked Ara for the umpteenth time.
" Ntar, you know for yourself. But, you have to promise me, lo will nurut.”
" Buti..”.
" Have to recede, or you have to leave my house and don't see me again.”
Ara snorted resignedly then nodded. “OK, fine.”
" Good,” Iqbal patted Elvira on the head with his eyes fixed on the street in front of him.
After traveling for ten minutes, they arrived at the Parkiran of a magnificent hotel.
" Lo Don't want to sell me to a striped nose om-om, right,” Ara looked at Iqbal scared, making Iqbal chuckle Slowly.
" No. Remember the Agreement, yes,” Iqbal stretched out his little finger in front of Ara, Ara Pun nodded and linked his pinky to the pinky of Iqbal.
" Let's go in,” take Iqbal.
After getting out of the car, Iqbal circled his car and opened the door for Ara
" Don't let me, Bal,” Elvira.
“ details Agreement,” says Iqbal.
Ara grunting rough, “ yes, yes ...”
As Ara and Iqbal stepped into the luxury hotel, they were immediately greeted by the hotel maid.
" Order on behalf of Alfath,” Iqbal said without giving the waiter a chance to speak The waiter then nodded in understanding.
“ Come with me.”
Iqbal and Ara also followed the servant's direction, until they stopped at a large table occupied by Rivaldo Gemilang Alfath, ara's father who came to Ara earlier with a husband and wife whose face is not foreign to Ara
“ Kayak her parents Dylan,” Inner Ara.
" np ... Come sit down,” greet his Father.
" Oh I went straight back, yes Can't be long outside ntar I was kidnapped,” Iqbal joked while saying goodbye to Rivaldo.
" Loh ?! Where to go, Bal Kok, I left,” asked Ara confused.
" My job is to do it. Remember the Agreement do not deny,” said Iqbal before passing leaving Ara with Om Rivaldo.
Rivaldo took Ara to sit at the big table. Ara just looked down, hiding her face. Hoping to be anxious so that the middle-aged Couple in front of him did not recognize him.
“ Gerald knows this my son Nadia Ara,” Rivaldo introduces his only daughter to his co-worker husband and wife.
“ Ara really, nduk ? The same acquaintance with Dad's friend, son,” Rivaldo rubbed Ara's head gently.
As Ara was about to look up suddenly one voice interrupted
" I'm sorry, Ma, Pa, Om. Jakarta is jammed and I usually get stuck in traffic.”
" yes It's nothing. Dylan knew this Om Rivaldo kid that Mom and Dad said.”
When the two teenagers' gaze met, Ara immediately felt her body stiff. So did Dylan Dylan swallow his saliva deeply. It was powerless to admit that this girl in front of him was extremely charming, making her even more interested.
“ Dylan,"
" Loh Dylan Eh meets again,” cheers the middle-aged woman Ara knows is Dylan's biological mother
Dylan smiled a triumphant smile.
“ Nice shot,” whispered little heart Dylan
" Loh You know each other,” asked Rivaldo astonishment.
Ara's eyes were round upon hearing her father's question. However, just as Ara was about to explain it all of a sudden Sandra Pratiwi Erlangga's biological mother Dylan interrupted
“ They're both Dating.”
“ Duh mampus me,” grumbled Ara in the heart to condemn her stupidity that could not quickly deny Sandra's allegations when she first met with at Dylan's house
" yes Om, I'm the same Ara just so,” timpal Dylan Pula. Ara's eyes almost popped out of place when her ears caught Dylan's words
" Dylan Damn,” Mutuk Ara in heart. And unfortunately Ara couldn't do much because she had promised Iqbal that she should be obedient, no matter what
" Well, good Dong It seems our plan is going very smoothly,” exclaimed Gerald Erlangga
" Current ? He meant what," asked Ara as she looked at Rivaldo Gerald and Sandra alternately.
" Ki-ta-a-kan-di-jo-doh-kan,” replied Dylan with Emphasis in every tribe he said.
Ara gawked in disbelief at the words of Dylan the school's bad boy.
" Dad ? Dad no longer a dream, right? Kok, want my soul mate the same school delinquent,” At that time Ara forgot his promise to Iqbal.
Gerald and Sandra could only laugh as the Question slid free from Ara's tiny lips.
" Blame us who used to be more delinquent than Dylan,” said Gerald calmly.
“ What another nightmare this is,” Ara grunts Slowly. His head feels heavy.
Dylan looked at him fixedly and his eyes showed excitement.
“ Game starts,” whispered Dylan cynically without taking off his gaze from Ara who looked annoyed.
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