
"Strong grip Ra." said Arthur, as he was about to propel his bike.
"No way."
"Ma."
"Bawel, so the road isn't it?"
Arthur sighed, before then propelling his motor at high speed.
"www!" dara's strangled cry, which reflexes hugged Arthur's body tightly, made Arthur smile triumphantly.
"Lo crazy yeah, can the little melanin not carry the motor."
dara shouted, amid the wind that blew strong, which was accompanied by a noise coming from the surrounding vehicles.
"What?! I'm not horrified." Arthur shouted back, and pretended not to hear his words.
"Pelanin take the bike."
"Gue is not scary!"
Dara finally chose silence, with a throbbing face of annoyance.
After a few minutes of traveling, Dara now realized that the road he passed was not the way to his home.
Even now Arthur began to enter the area where the number of houses is getting smaller.
"Where are we going, isn't this the way to my house?" Dara's voice sounded nervous, even her heart had started to feel unsettled.
"No, no" he answered casually.
"Continue going, I'm going home!"
"Later you know, bentar doang Ra."
And not long after, he pulled off his bike at a Cafe, then invited Dara to enter the Cafe.
"Well, what the hell is here?" Dara was about to pull her hand from Arthur's.
"Ra please, come with me!" Arthur pulls back Dara's plan, to follow him.
"Darling!" say to the 5 women who sit in a circle at the Cafe table, and stand up to Arthur.
"Honey this_"
Arthur held them, who was about to embrace him.
"Sorry, I'm talking to you here, because I want to talk to you about something, and sorry if my decision is too sudden, I want us to break up."
"I've found someone I really love, and mean something in my life."
"Darling, I don't want to break up with you."
"I don't want to either" they said.
"Sorry I can't continue this, I'm sure one day there will be a guy who loves and loves the same elo all."
"Darling?"
Arthur turned towards Dara, who looked shocked, clasped his hand, then immediately pulled him out.
Outside, Dara was still dumbfounded, with a mind that breezed, even he did not care about the words of Arthur who told him to immediately go up on the bike.
"Ra, hey!" Arthur shook his hand in front of Dara.
"What the hell?"
"Elo what the hell, fretting from earlier."
"How can you be the same as those girls?"
Arthur looked over, with a frown.
"So you've been bengong because you thought of them, right?"
Dara nodded.
Arthur who had ridden his bike back down, "Lo's seen for myself right now, if I don't have a girlfriend, so I want after this, I want to, there's no reason to turn down the same path as me!"
"But didn't I ask you to break them up?"
"Suppose that's early proof of my seriousness the same lo, let's go up, I anterin you go home."
Dara sighed, then rode on Arthur's bike.
.
"Thank you" said Dara, when she reached her home.
"Not invited to stop by, or at the bargain for a drink first?" Arthur smiled amusedly.
"Ehmm, sometime." she replied and left Arthur.
"Gue will keep trying to make your heart dapetin Ra, no matter how." muttered Arthur, then put on a helmet, and return to the motor.
At the main gate, Arthur squinted at two luxury cars parked beautifully in the yard of his house.
Of course he knows who the owner of the car, because for him it is no stranger.
"Wah Arthur, you finally came home too, from nowhere at all, the clock just came home." om Banu stood up from the sofa, approached him, then patted him on the shoulder slowly.
"What do you need to do here?" arthur said without further ado, making Banu chuckle.
"You are really stiff anyway om, om here anyway want to know your situation Thur."
Arthur was grieving, for some reason in Arthur's heart, always assumed that the gentle attitude of om Banu aimed at him was just a falsehood.
"Si Rafael has already become proficient in Thur company, even he was able to win a big tender yesterday, you yourself when you want to study in the company?"
Arthur sits himself next to Anna's aunt, sighing, trying not to be provoked by all of her remarks.
"Sorry om, I haven't been interested."
"Sadly yes, even though you think you already have a position that should be yours."
"Maybe Arthur isn't ready yet, I'm sure if it's time he will." said Anna.
"But according to om, you should be thinking more mature now, baby dong inheritance your parents so much suddenly controlled by others." continued om Banu, without caring about the words of aunt Anna.
"You must not allow someone you trust to rule over all the wealth that should be yours." Om Banu glanced at Aunt Anna with a cynical look.
"What do you mean, I don't understand."
"Don't be so innocent that Thur, manyin learn the same Rafael, let pinteran a little" said om Banu as he moved from his seat.
"Om can't be long, busy a lot of work, think good om said earlier!" he said, then walked away.
"She's rich on purpose, talking rich in front of you, using the show prancing Rafael all over again, emang she thinks aunt does not know what, about all the rottenness of her child."
"Pake aunty nyindir-nyindir show all over again, crazy old man."
"Udahlah tan aja, ngeladenin people cake he was just a waste of energy know not."
"Eh but, why is my aunt back here again, not to the apartment.?"
"Aunty grunts continue to be with you, yes you miss the same aunt, need a meeting vent, or whatever."
"Such, I'm used to living alone."
"Halahh, I'm staying doang, what's the trouble anyway, really prestigious to be a person."
Ck!
Arthur clucked, arguing with his aunt always made him lose a landslide.
Silence, momentary..
"Eh tan, I want to ask dong's advice," said Arthur, with his head leaning against the sofa, while his legs were raised on the table.
"No, need aunty right, so do not be a big selling agent."
Arthur ruffled his hair, "Ok ok, I need a lo tan, satisfied?"
"It's not me either." kissed Aunt Anna.
"So, what advice would you like from aunty?" said Aunt Anna in her casual style.
"G-gue likes a girl."
"Continue?"
"But he hates me!"
Aunty Anna frowned, and seconds later laughed out loud, not at all expecting her playboy niece to be rejected by a woman.
Arthur hissed, "What's so funny?"
"Obviously it's funny, the real, handsome playboy, can be rejected as well."
"This is if you talk to aunty, dapet nak advice, in ridicule yes." said Arthur.
"Yeee, lash you mah."
"Try, the same story aunty, rich how the hell is a girl who has made the prince playboy fall in love?".
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Arthur Reynald Al - tezza
Adara Nashwa Larasati