Playboy in Love
Ill

Dara got off the bike, then approached the man.

"Lo why?"

But he did not answer yet, the man collapsed.

The last thing he saw was, the shadow of a girl touching his shoulder.

..

"How come I can be at Tan's?" he said, when he wanted to eat his breakfast this morning.

"Aren't you?"

"If I want to, I can't!" resounding.

Aunt Anna chuckles, her handsome niece, is indeed a very limited edition, her mind.

Because, in addition to being unruly, he is also rude, thin-spoken, and difficult to joke with.

"Tante doesn't know, how the story goes, you passed out on the side of the road, but surely last night, you called a aunt, but you didn't talk."

"She, if your aunt knows what you're not, keep answering, you're aunt's nephew."

"Continue?" arthur said with his eyebrows linked.

"Yes he kept saying you passed out, and told the aunt to come to that address."

"Aunty met the guy?"

Aunt Anna shook her head, "No."

While Arthur is now silent, guessing who the girl who has helped him.

"Sunday tomorrow, you're not going anywhere, are you? "

"Gue's busy!"

"Ohhh you, busy what the fuck, dawdling, drunkenness, what's dating?" sergeant aunty Anna, mention all of Arthur's customs.

"There is nothing less!"

"Oh, is something missing?" kekeh aunt Anna.

"Basketball, bouncy, modusin girls, dugem, betting" he said without looking at the aunt.

"Yes, thank you Ar, it's been told." aunty Anna again chuckled.

"Together." he replied indifferently.

Silence, moment..

"That?" aunt Anna re-opens the voice.

"Hmmm!"

"You can't be fooling around, and learning to take care of the company."

"Can't!" cut it quickly, while moving from his seat.

"Where are you going?"

"room!"

"Tante's not done talking, Arthur?" his yell.

"Bodo!"

..

Schoolgoing...

On the left bench Dara, it felt very quiet, because Arthur did not go to school today.

According to information from his three friends, Arthur is sick, which is precisely the subject of ridicule his best friend, the article all this time Arthur does not know pain at all.

"Woyy, where am I going, why not enter today, you all know why?" monica asked Ardi, Damian and Seno.

"It hurts!" reply Seno short.

"What's? my prince is sick, why doesn't anyone tell me anyway?" his screeches.

"This is what you've been told!" timpal Damian lazy.

"It should have been." he snapped.

"Yeee who is elo, again elo also not nanya." sergeant Seno, dealing with Monica, does always make them suddenly emotional.

"Fuck you three!" he then left all three.

"Based on the three-headed snake!" grunts Seno.

"Emang is?" said Ardi plain.

Seno hissed, among the three of them, it was Ardi, who thought the most. "What a hell of a lot of shit!"

While Ardi, scratching his head while thinking over and over again, making Seno and Damian anxious, and shake his head.

"Think of graduating!" they said, then got up from his seat, leaving Ardi who was still thinking deeply, about the three-headed snake.

..

In his room, Arthur again stretched himself, with his hands folded as a pillow, looking up at the ceiling of the room, with a mind that breezed.

A shadow of a girl approached him last night, suddenly flashed through his mind.

To make him wonder, who exactly is the girl in his shadow?

Until the vibrating sound coming from his phone, disperse his long daydream.

"Hallo?" he said, after the call was connected.

"Gue's sliding home!"

Ck!

Arthur clucked, "Damian base kunyuk!" he said, throwing just any cell phone on the bed.

15 Minutes passed, 3 friends came through his room without permission, or knocked on the door first.

"Wahhh, wahhh, it turns out that aunt Anna is really also yes, if you are sick again!"

Damian poked his bruised cheek.

"Sick, Anjir!" brushed aside Damian's hand.

"Sorry Thur, I don't know you're in this kind of misfortune" said Ardi, who did not join his best friend yesterday.

"Crazy, don't you know, your wounds are going to be this bad?" Seno poked her cheek.

"So sad, once again your hands touch my face, I'm broken!"

"Ihhh sereemm" Seno said fearlessly.

Arthur snorted, "Ngapain the hell you on here, disrupt the break I just know not."

"Elaahh, again sick aja lo still fierce, we're here tuh have good intentions, want to jengukin elo, I bring cigarettes for elo!" Seno took out 2 packs of cigarettes from his pants pocket.

Who then gets a toyoran from Damian.

"Where, the sick man is brought fruit, not a cigarette, you little prick!"

Seno grimaced, "Ah yes it is, sorry deh Thur, sometime I bring fruit deh, elo want me to bring fruit what? melons, watermelons, durian what's a coconut?"

"He doesn't like Sen's fruit." - Damian.

"Continue?"

"Fruit D*da." Damian replied as he chuckled.

"But you need to wash like Dam, I'm afraid it's all filth!" seno said while throwing a packet of cigarettes, right on his face.

"I washes up sometime!" he returned to laughing himself.

"Oh, by the way, you're going in tomorrow, right, Thur?"

"Tomorrow sunday!" again Damian chimed in on his words.

"Yes, being diligent means me?" Seno chuckles.

...

At night, Arthur suddenly remembered the beautiful figure of Adara, he swiftly took his cellphone, then contacted Dara.

Repeatedly he contacted him, but never connected, making Arthur finally decided to come to his house.

Dara, who had just finished dinner, was told something by Mang Adang, the security guard in front of her house.

"What's mang?" he said, hounded in disbelief.

"More non,"

"So now where's the mang?"

"There's no, in front!"

"Tell me to go home."

"But non,"

"Evening."

"This non, the aden said, will not go home, if not met non."

Dara hissed in disbelief, "Judah!" he finally walked ahead to meet Arthur.

Dara stepped up quickly, with her feelings of regret.

"Well, you know, nights at my house?" dara to the point.

"Can't you?"

"Yes, I can't."

"It's late this afternoon, it's 8." Arthur showed me the clock on his wrist.

"It's still late afternoon, I think it's too late."

Arthur smiled, "My own phone wasn't picked up. "

"Gue's busy, you know!"

"No!"

Ck!

"Why do you, if I meet the innannya mambek mulu, wrong I what try?"

"Lo want to know what your mistake is?"

"What's emang?"

"Because I'm a playboy, I don't like playboy guys."

Degs..

Arthur fell silent, staring intently at the face of the virgin in front of him.

"Keep, if I'm not a playboy, you'll like me?" arthur said with his voice turned soft.

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