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CALL PAPA LIKE ARKAN!

The mouth of Laras gaping wide in his making, he was so surprised. “Ar, I'm not! Let's go home!” Baras was about to escape from the jewelry store.

“Eitzzz! Where to?” Arkan holds Baras' arm, before Laras escapes from the store.

“I did not choose a necklace, very expensive. We'll go home, yeah!” bring Baras to Arkan. He didn't want to, Arkan spent so much money just for a necklace.

Arkan pointed one hand at the jeweler's employee. The employee immediately placed the necklace on Arkan's palm.

“We cannot go home, before you wear this necklace!” Arkan asks Laras to turn around. He also put the necklace to the neck of Laras.

“Tuh right! More beautiful,” said Arkan with a smile on his lips.

The shop employee stared in disbelief. For a long time, he worked at the mall. But, he never saw Arkan as soft and friendly as that.

“Ar, this is so expensive!” The barrel holds a necklace pendant that is already hanging around his neck.

“This is nothing compared to you who are present and occupy this heart!” Arkan pulled and placed the palm of Laras on his chest.

“Yes god! Turns out, Young Master can be as gentle and romantic as this.” Inner Employee of the jewelry store.

“Ar, I'm ashamed,” said Laras wirily. His cheeks had turned red.

After that, Arkan took Laras around the mall to shop. But, before that Arkan signaled to the jeweler's employee to prepare the items he wanted and needed.

“Try this one!” point Arkan at a pink knee-length dress.

The dress is the dress to the many times that has been tried by Laras. “There's still something I should try again?” asked Laras after she took off the pink dress.

“If you still have something to try. Try it! I was the one who went to Pingin, not you,” Arkan told Laras. Secretly, he had also given the code to the owner of the clothing store.

“Udah ah, I'm tired,” said Baras on Arkan. Laras was the only girl who dared to reply to Arkan's words.

“Udah tired! Where are you going now?” ask Arkan gently on the Barrel.

“You go home, he says he'll go to your papa's house tonight. I haven't cooked and prepared!” laras told Arkan.

Finally, Arkan brought Laras back to the contract. Arriving at the rented, Laras was surprised by all the items he tried in the mall earlier. Already moved to his contract.

“Ar, this is the clothes I tried earlier?”

“Emang yes! You don't like it?” ask Arkan while looking at the confused face of Laras.

“Not like it. But it's a pity the money is bought this many clothes!”

“I did not buy kok,” said Arkan lightly.

“Kalo do not buy continue what? Nyuri!”

“The mall guy has me, why buy. All of them have me!” arkan Bright. Making Laras even more flabbergasted.

“Seriously? You're not kidding, are you, Ar?” ask Laras. “What is your job exactly? What are you on?”

“I'm Arkan! His son Mr Handoko!” arkan Leads. “Udah, don't think much. Whoever I am, it doesn't matter. For sure, I'm your girlfriend!”

“When did you say? We have never dated!” Arkan instead moved his face closer to Laras's face. Making Laras increasingly wrong behavior in his making. “We're going to date after marriage! Not long after, papa will marry us, I hope after later papa talk you will not be surprised.”

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In the evening, Arkan and Laras were already preparing to go to the main residence of Sudrajat. Arkan drove his car at a moderate speed, after a journey of about half an hour. Finally, Arkan's car entered the towering iron gate. Inside the gate is the Sudrajat residence, a magnificent house that stands firmly.

“Come down!” take Arkan to Laras who is still loyal to stay silent in his car.

“I'm afraid, your house is big,” said Laras.

“This is not mine, but has papa,” Arkan said. He forced the bar to come down.

Finally, Baras got down from inside that car. And following Arkan's steps into the house.

“Asalamualaikum,” said Laras when following Arkan steps into the house. In that living room, it was already waiting for Papa Han and Mama Rita.

“Waalaikum greetings!” reply Papa Han. Apparently, the middle-aged man smiled sweetly to the calm and sweet-looking Laras with a brucat dress below the knee with a tipped make-up on his face.

“Kayak gini appearance, tacky,” guman Mama Rita.

“Sana, salaman used to be the same papa,” whispered Arkan to Laras.

Fearfully, Laras approached Papa Han who was sitting on the living room sofa. He placed the parcel he was carrying, and welcomed Papa Han's hand.

“Goodnight, om,” says Laras. Papa Han smiled as his palms were touched by the palm of Laras' hands that was dampened by sweat.

“Goodnight, don't call om dong. You're Arkan's candidate, so call papa. Kayak Arkan,” said Papa Han. “You are beautiful and also very polite, just deserve Arkan to linger with you.”

After shaking hands with Papa Han, Laras turned to Mama Rita who was next to Papa Han. Apparently, the middle-aged woman did not like the girl before her.

“Goodnight aunt,” said Laras while pulling Mama Rita's hand, she wanted to cheer the middle-aged woman's hand.

Suddenly, Mama Rita pulled her hand violently from Laras' hand. Making Laras surprised and almost manic, the girl looked frightened. Her face turned red, the treatment Mama Rita just now, made her remember with her aunt named Yanti. Who always treated himself badly.

“Sini, same papa,” said Papa Han. Baras did not dare to raise his head. He became so afraid.

“Darling, don't care about that mama drop by! Come on, let's take papa to the kitchen. You brought your cooking, right?” Arkan approached and embraced Laras' shoulders. “Come, pa. The barrel was a good cook! Special make papa.”

“Come! We leave my mom here alone. So people don't have sweetness!” papa Han's insinuation to his wife.

“Emang lemineral? Hahaha!” Arkan's laughter was half forced.

Finally, Laras follows Papa Han and Arkan to the kitchen. He brought the food he had cooked on the rented with Arkan this afternoon.

“Mana anyway! How come Maya hasn't come yet?” grumbled Mama Rita. He and Maya conspired to make Laras hurt and not feel at home in the house.