La Hora
LH - 1 - Bad Boys

The Mahali family residence.

The beautiful girl looked confused. He was looking at all the important documents. Assisted by some burly men and dressed all in black. They were all the confidants of the father of the young girl.

Contrary to their cool style, the men were opening and searching for documents that Miss Mahali wanted.

"Miss Rastarani, you forgot your SD report" said one man as he looked at the certificate sheets held by him.

"Ah, don't call me Rastarani, it's aging. Just call me Shica, Bang Dian," said the girl.

"Ah, yes. I'm sorry, Miss Shica." The man named Dian corrected his words.

"Bang Izal, have you met, haven't reported my SD yet?" Ask Shica.

"Not yet" replied the man named Izal.

A middle-aged man in black clothes entered Mahali's house. Seeing those people sort through the documents, the man frowned.

Seeing the whereabouts of the great master Mahali, all the men stood up then bowed their bodies towards him.

"Continue on" said Mr. Ridan Mahali, his father Shica.

The men bowed again and then returned to carry out the orders.

"While gathering the requirements for SMA entry?" Ask Ridan to his daughter.

"Yes, Pa." Shica answered without looking at her father.

"That's so damn on Papa," ketus Ridan.

Hearing that, Shica immediately turned her head and smiled sweetly, "Yes, Papaaaa."

Ridan smiled, "Good, if you need help, Papa will contact Hardiswara High School."

Shica nodded in spirit, "Thank you."

Midan nodded then passed up the stairs.

"Meet!" One of the men showed Shica's SD report.

I saw a small photo in the bottom corner. Shica looks cute with short hair under the ears.

"Well, Miss is so sweet." The men saw the photo.

Shica immediately grabbed it, "Ah, what are you talking about. Thanks for the help."

"Alright, we'll get back to work, miss."

"Yes, thank you, yeah... Good and handsome brothers."

All the men bowed to their lady and then passed.

Shica re-examined the important files.

Complete!

Shica wiped the sweat on her forehead with the back of her hand.

Seeing that the unused files were still scattered, Shica let out a heavy sigh.

"Ah, I forgot. Why don't I ask them to take care of it again. hemm."

He asked for help from the servants. Fortunately, there are some waiters who are not too busy.

After everything was done, Shica sat on the sofa and played her phone.

No strangers on his phone. There was only the large family number of Mahali and the children of her father's co-workers.

Shica has no friends. Midan and Ratna, limiting Shica's association. As parents, they watched Shica closely.

Not without reason, as a family of successful entrepreneurs, there are many people who want to commit evil actions on the Mahali family.

Shica is the only girl in the house. Her two older brothers were given a little freedom given they could put themselves in a good position.

Regar Mahali and Rama Mahali, both handsome men have charisma and charm that is typical like the Mahali family in general. Rarely would anyone want to deal with both of them.

Unlike Shica, the girl is too naive and too kind. He had been kidnapped many times.

When Shica was a child, an old man asked Shica for food. Unsuspecting, Shica gave her bread to the old man.

On that occasion, the old man who turns out to be undercover immediately kidnaps Shica and asks for a ransom.

Fortunately, the police acted quickly, considering that Ridan has many connections with important people in order to maintain the safety of his family.

Shica can be saved.

Once in elementary school, Shica went home from school on foot. The driver was late to pick up. Out of fear of the motorcycle taxi driver, Shica chose to walk away. His home is also not too far from the school where he studied.

While on her way home alone, Shica noticed two people were putting cardboard boxes into a box car.

Seeing Shica's whereabouts, the two men ask her for help to bring one of the boxes. As they approach, they ambush Shica and take her away.

Again the man who kidnapped Shica asked for a ransom.

In this case, the police had trouble finding traces of the kidnapper. However, with all their abilities, they can find the kidnapper bringing Shica to Surabaya.

Jakarta-Surabaya.

It left Ratna Mahali in shock and fainting. The woman was taken to the hospital.

Even though Shica had returned safe, Ratna was treated. She cried to see her daughter who looked thin and unkempt.

That's why Shica is so pampered and cared for to the extent.

Not only Shica, Regar and Rama have also been kidnapped. However, they were not as frequent as Shica. They often avoid strangers and refuse to make friends carelessly.

Until now, Shica had not made any friends with anyone. He's closed to outsiders. It made the people around him think Shica and the Mahali family were arrogant.

Shica was immune to hearing all that. Since Junior High he is often called arrogant by his classmates.

When the news reached Ridan's ears, of course, he was angry and asked the walikelas and the headmaster to call the students who dared to say so to be reprimanded and stop blaspheming the Mahali family.

After getting reprimanded, no one else dared to say anything about the Mahali family.

Everyone avoids Shica and no one wants to deal with the Mahali family.

Although notoriously good and warm when working in the company, the Mahali family is known to have less good emotions, aka irritability.

Shica breathed a heavy sigh. He threw his cell phone on the sofa then laid his body down and stared at the ceiling of the living room.

Shica said, I'm going to high school soon, will it be fun? People say that the most fun times are those in High School.

Ah, it looks like it will be the same, Shica said in her heart.

If his father had a meeting, he would have invited Shica or Rama. Regar never joined, because he was not interested in the dinner that he thought was boring.

Shica was told to familiarize herself with the son of her father's partner. However, Shica did not like their arrogant and careless attitude. In the end, Shica was alone again.

He was only familiar with his two older brothers. The three of them have a 1-year age gap.

Regar and Rama spoil Shica like Ridan and Ratna. That was so that Shica felt comfortable and did not need to blend in with carelessly people.

There was the sound of footsteps from high heels rhythmically knocking on the floor.

Shica got up and saw her mother coming. It seems that the woman just came home from the office.

"Aaahhh, capeee.." sesar Ratna sitting next to his daughter.

Shica was still watching her mother, "Mama is hungry? I'll ask the waiter to serve you some food."

"Later, Papa's home?"

Shica nodded, "There's a meeting so go home later in the afternoon?"

Ratna shook her head as she opened the gray blazer from her slender body, "So Mama met an old friend. We talked about a lot of things."

Shica beroh-ria.

"Regar and Rama are home?"

Shica spread her shoulders, "Even though they have gone home, they won't go straight home. Maybe play with their friends."

From her tone of speech, Shica seemed to be envious of what her two brothers got.

Ratna. She cupped her daughter's face, "In a moment, Shica's also in High School, isn't she? Papa must have allowed you to hang out with friends of your age."

"REally?!" Ask Shica spirit.

Ratna nodded, "It was also under the supervision of Regar and Rama."

Shica pouted, "Just the same."

Ratna pinched her daughter's cheek, "We're doing this because we're so worried about you, Shica."

Shica nodded, "I understand."

"Smart kid!" Ratna rubbed her daughter's long hair then passed and passed by her husband.

"Pa?"

"Ma?"

Shica turned her head to look at her parents like she had just done her first glance.

"Just home?" Ask Ridan.

"Yes, I met an old friend. Yeah, well, Mama's upstairs, yeah."

After getting a nod from her husband, Ratna passed.

Ridan approached his daughter, "Where's the file, Ca?"

He saw the files carefully by Ridan.

"Certificate of award of your competitions while in which Junior High? Why not put in?" Ask Ridan.

"Emm.. that's.. later."

Ridan turned to Shica, "Later how?"

"It could catch up, right?" Shica answered with a question.

Ridan refocused his attention on the files in his hand.

"Why not all of you? You can't harbor this kind of talent."

Shica was looking for the right reason to answer her father's question, "His certificate of appreciation has not been copied."

"Dian," call Ridan.

Shica patted her forehead.

The man who had helped Shica sort out the files came over to Mr. Mahali.

"Fotocopy of all the documents about the races my daughter has participated in. After that, send these requirements to Hardiswara High School. Just tell me this is straight from me." Ridan's orders were approved by Dian.

"Good, Sir."

Shica rolled her eyeballs.

"Call with Regar and Rama. Get them home. We should have dinner together" said Ridan.

"If they don't come home?" Ask Shica.

"The door of this house will be forever closed to the two men" said Ridan then passed.

Hearing her father's dire threat, Shica shuddered in horror.

Although Ridan spoiled Shica, it did not apply to her sons. Regar and Rama are often mischievous and break the rules made by Ridan.

Not infrequently the two men get punishment from Midan. However, as good sisters, sometimes Shica helps and saves them from the dangerous Ridan rampage.

Shica took her phone again. He pressed a video call to contact his eldest brother, Regar.

Shica was a little annoyed at not being immediately picked up by her brother.

Shica called Rear. He chose to contact Rama.

The video call was picked up by Rama. The handsome man was justifying his slightly disheveled hair against gravity.

"Missing me, honey?" That silly question was the first Shica heard from her brother.

Shica scrunched her forehead. Moreover, she heard the voices of the people around her brother.

"Waahhh, Rama has a girlfriend?"

"It's a miracle."

"How can a bad boy like you have a girlfriend?"

"Where, mana! I want to see your girlfriend!"

Shica noticed that there were several men in uniform just like her brother looking at the screen.

What are they doing? Inner Shica grumbled.

"Surge, step aside, she's my sister." Rama got up from his seat and passed to a quieter place.

"Have a pretty little sister, huh?"

"Why not tell?"

"Why not be introduced?"

The voices were still heard by Shica.

"What are you doing? Who the hell are they?" Ask Shica.

"Don't hear. They're my friends."

"Papa told me to tell Brother and Sister Regar to go home," Shica said without asking anything else.

"Tomorrow weeks, so I'll go home tomorrow."

"If you don't go home now, you can't go back into this house" Shica said, mimicking her father's speech.

"Seriously?!" Rama looked at his sister with a shocked expression.

Shica nodded.

"All right, I'm going home now." Rama immediately went back inside and grabbed his jacket.

"Where are you going, Rama?" The voice of the woman across there made Shica frown.

"home."

Shica heard her brother ride on the bike.

"I turned off the VC, yeah."

"Yes, be careful not to speed."

"Yes," answered Rama while putting on the helmet and ending the video call between them.

Shica heaved a sigh of relief, at least one of her sisters could already be contacted. He will contact Regar again, but will not be appointed.

Where is that guy?

Shortly after, there was a sound of a motor that stopped in front of the house. Shica. Rama has come home.

The man entered his house while taking off his helmet and flicked his hair back.

"Where is Brother Regar?" Ask Rama. Shica flicked her shoulders as she shook her phone, "Can't be reached."

Rama sat next to his brother. Taken his cell phone and contacted Regar through his cell phone. Just the same, the call from Rama was not raised by Regar.

"Maybe Regar's brother is busy" said Rama.

Shica looked at her watch which had already shown at 7. The Mahalis usually have dinner at 8.

"What is busy? The gang?" Shica asked quietly, but Rama could still hear her. He looked at his sister.

Shica thinks that Rama did not hear her, so Shica adds to the volume of her voice, "Geng?"

Rama immediately smothered Shica's mouth, "Don't be hard, Ca. Mom and Dad heard it."

Shica brushes Rama's hand.

"You don't do anything bad, or I'll tell Papa the truth." Shica threatens Rama.

"No, Shica. I'm not naughty, though. Brother Regar too."

Shica narrowed her eyes indicating that she did not believe her brother's words.

"Who was that voice then?" Shica asked full of questions.

"Sister has said 'that's the voice of my friends" replied Rama.

"Not that one, but a female voice...." Shica could not continue her sentence, because again Rama smothered her mouth.

The man spread his gaze around, making sure no one heard Shica's words.

Rama whispered without letting go of his hand from Shica's mouth, "Don't you go hard, how about you think I'm naughty?"

Shica hits Rama's hand. Finally the man let go of his hand.

"Son is naughty like Brother Regar."

Rama rubbed his face, "Are you going to see Brother punished again? Papa likes to hit me and brother Regar with iron. You don't pity?"

Shica seemed to be thinking, "But, it's because of your own fault."

"Yes too, yeah. But, just calm down... Brother will be a good man, yaa." Rama's words sounded like an inducement that Shica would not report to her father.

Ratna saw her two children talking on the sofa.

"Hey? Rama has gone home? Which order?" Ask Ratna.

Shica and Rama looked at each other.

"Sister Rear is still on the way," lied Rama. Shica looked at her brother. The girl stomped on Rama's feet making the man grimace a little.

"Oohhh, yeah, we go to the dinner table, yeah. Papa must have been waiting," said Ratna then passed after getting a nod from her two children.

Rama removes Shica's leg from her, "This pain!"

Shica stuck out her tongue then passed. Rama rolled his eyeballs. He's catching.

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March 29th, 2016

Ucu Irna Marhamah's