Playboy in Love
Guests not invited

Dara almost toppled from the stairs, if only not held by the mother.

It was completely unthinkable that the guest that mama was referring to was Arthur, the handsome siplayboy who has been bothering her a lot lately.

From a distance he looked like he was talking very seriously with the papa, but occasionally they also laughed, like there was something funny.

What makes Dara now feel astonished and wonder, whether what Arthur did to the father, until now makes it like hypnotized.

He went down the stairs very slowly beside his mother, for whatever reason, it felt like he wanted to pretend to faint at this time.

Along down the stairs, Dara opened her eyes wide, to make sure that she really did not see wrong.

And as her steps drew near, Dara bowed her face in fear, mixed with worry.

"Ra, here sit down." said papa, patting the sofa to his left, whose reflexes made him lift his face, looking at the confused papa, the look on his face tonight was so relaxed and calm, not so hard and so bad this morning.

"You didn't tell me anyway, that last night was Arthur, Gibran Al-tezza's son."

"Huh?" only that word came out of Dara's mouth, because at this time he was really confused, over everything that happened.

As for Arthur, he had not stopped to keep smiling.

"So, son Arthur is his son The late Mr. Gibran, the same late mother Nia yes, did not expect yes pa, it's this big, handsome again" said mama with a smile.

"Yes, tan." she replied, looking calm and relaxed, in Dara's eyes.

"By the way, Mr. Word, how's it going?" continued papa.

For a moment Arthur just fell silent, "Grandfather lost om," he said later.

"H-lost, lost how does that mean?" papa Arga leaned on Arthur, to make sure he didn't hear wrong.

"Right om, grandpa's been missing since 5 years ago."

"Have you called the police?"

"It's been om, but until now has not found a bright spot about the existence of grandfather."

Papa Arga was suddenly distraught, rubbing his face rough, frustrated.

"Can you?" muttered.

"Come on, um."

Silence, momentary..

"Oh yeah Ra, said you were dating Arthur?" papa looked at Dara whose face suddenly pias.

"But Dara equals Ar_"

"You have permission, if indeed you are dating, but remember, do not go beyond the limits," cut papa quickly, making Dara now flabbergasted like a bo doh person.

While Arthur, do not be asked, what his feelings are now like, judging from his smile can be sure that his heart is currently jumping with excitement.

"Om believe in you Ar, please take care of Dara for om ya!"

Arthur nodded obediently, "Okay om!"

Arthur turned to Dara who was also looking at him with a difficult look.

"You guys if you want to talk to both please, but remember not too late ya." continued papa.

"Okay om, thank you very much, if that's why I pinjem Dara for a moment yes, om aunt."

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Dara folded her hands in front of Dada, noticing Arthur's appearance from head to toe.

Tonight the man wore a plain white shirt top wrapped in a denim shirt, with jeans that were the same color as his shirt, his hair was neatly combed up, he said, as for footwear he wore gray sneakers, which makes him now more visible err...

Bad handsome!

"Why the hell was I worried about, I'm handsome?" he said, winking one eye.

"What a pain really pede." Replex Dara looked away, staring at any direction, which unfortunately now even accidentally saw 2 human children who were in love.

Arthur chuckles, looking at where Dara's eyes are, "Lo want to try their rich,?" he said that made Dara shocked.

"What the hell!" hisses.

"Here is the cake that is already common Ra," Arthur pulled Dara's tiny body to sit in the iron chair he was sitting on.

Currently both are in a park located not far from Dara's house.

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"Ar, you say what's my bokap?" said Dara then, who was still curious, about what did the young man beside him to make the papa so easy to say that, now he was allowed to date with him.

"Gue didn't say anything." Arthur shakes his shoulder indifferently.

"Lied!"

"Seriously dear."

The deg!

He turned his face back, it felt like his body was always suddenly hot if Arthur said a word of affection to him.

"But how can papa ngizinin elo make me the same deck?" dara then continued.

"Say what?" Dara continued to urge him, with all sorts of questions.

"Bokap you know my family well, maybe because that's the alesannya, bokap lo so ngizinin I make deketin lo."

"What time?" Dara does not fully believe, he believes there is another reason Arthur tries to hide from him.

"Gue has struggled so far, to be able to deketin elo Ra, you do not have any initiative what is it, to my heart?"

"What?" said innocently.

"Kiss me!"

"Elo crazy."

"Yes, I'm crazy Ra, because elo."

"Open your heart a little for me Ra, I promise will do whatever you ask, as long as my permission to be a girlfriend elo yes, please!" he said with a pleading face.

Now Arthur changed positions, kneeling in front of Dara who was sitting on a chair.

"So my girlfriend, will ya?"

Dara gulped his saliva with difficulty, he was confused to answer what, because at this time he himself still did not understand his feelings.

"Ar S - sorry G - r_"

"Ok, don't worry, you can answer tomorrow again." Arthur cut, he wasn't ready to hear the rejection from Dara, so he decided to keep waiting, hoping Dara changed her mind, and accept his love.

Dara fell silent, she felt a little guilty to Arthur, but wanted to how else, because she herself was not sure of her feelings now.

"Wear this Ra, let's not catch a cold!" Arthur put his shirt on to Dara, who had been constantly hugging his own body ever since.

"Eh?" Dara gasped with Arthur's sweet attitude towards her.

"Don't let go, the air's cold!"

"Elo itself?"

"I still wear a long shirt."

The two were now silent, letting the silence take over again.

And in the middle of his daydream, crossed the speech of the father when he was in the family room earlier.

"Ar, your parents are dead?"

Arthur bergeming.

"S-sorry, if I'm asking you a question"

"Yes Ra, they didn't exist, when I was 10, they died in an accident,"

"That?"

"Don't feel sorry for me Ra." said Arthur with a straight look forward.

"Sorry Ar, who do you live with?"

"Alone, but sometimes my aunt often comes, make nengokin and nemenin me."

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