The Sweetes Feeling 2's
Stories In The Valley

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"Papa's bow!" Anandita ran after her father who was ready with his sports shoes.

"No, you better be here." Arfan refused.

"But I want to come." But the girl quickly put on her shoes, and soon followed her father.

"We're going down Arkhan's track, Ann." The man insisted to his daughter not to come.

"Yes know."

"Away."

"It's okay, I want to come." Anandita glanced as Regan's figure emerged from the path below.

"You'll be tired."

"Yes yes, you know."

"Be careful not to ask to be carried!" Arfan warned so as to make the princess laugh out loud.

"Am I Anya?" he said he moved his hand faintly as he passed Regan who stood by the side of the road, letting them walk first.

"Yes who knows? Your mommy used to be that way too." And Arfan looked at his assistant sister-in-law through the corner of his eye as he nodded.

"Times?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Was Papa strong carrying Mommy? No, ahahaha." The girl laughed again while imagining the scene that her father had said.

"Absolutely you!"

"Eh, what are we going to do with Arkhan's track? He's on a motorcycle?" Anandita switched the subject while occasionally pretending to look back where Regan also walked within a few meters of them.

"Do you know what he's really doing to be at home here?"

"Why don't you tell people to find out? Papa does not have to be tired of the road. Anyway, didn't you tell Om Regan to find Arkhan last night? Didn't you get him home?"

"Successfully."

"Continue?"

"So dawn's gone again."

"Ohuh?"

"Eat him. We can do sports anyway, right?"

"Mm .. maybe there Arkhan has a bustle, so feel at home." Anandita laughed again.

"Then yes?" Arfan stopped the move.

"Can it be, right? He is suspicious. Frequently disappearing, there are still many alesan when you go home from school."

"No way."

"Maybe, Papa."

"No. Papa believes the surveillance for him is really tight, and what Papa's men say is accurate."

"What?"

"I mean Papa …."

"Papa ngawasin Arkhan?"

"City …."

"Don't go to me too?"

The man did not answer.

"Our city prisoner!"

"Umm ... Regan?" He's distracting instead.

"Yes sir?" Regan snuck from behind.

"Daryl didn't come?" She asked.

"No, Sir."

"Then what did he do?"

"Today …." Regan scratched her un-itchy head. 

He thought what answer he deserved was delivered to the man in front given what his superior might be up to.

Honeymoon, what else? Because when everyone gathered, the boss even separated.

"You don't wait for your boss, huh?" Arfan spoke again as he continued his journey to the bottom of the resort.

"Sir Daryl said I could go, sir." Regan answered.

"really?" Arfan looked at me.

"Yes." Yeah." And the man behind him stopped walking.

"Hey, where are you going?" arfan asked as Regan was about to block into a street on the left side.

"I want to look in the area, sir" he replied, who felt like he had found a way to avoid the man.

"Don't, you'll get lost" said Arfan who also stopped.

"Sorry, Sir?"

"That's the way up and there's only one track. The rest are just cliffs and shrubs. If you first visit here then you'll be lost."

"Mh …."

"Follow us alone." said Arfan then who again continued his steps following the brothers-in-law who had first left.

"Regan??" The man half-screamed as Regan was stunned at the back with a look of wonder.

"Yes, sir." Regan followed him immediately.

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"It's still far away, how long? My legs are not strong!" Anandita stopped and held her leg which was already sore.

"A little more." Arfan also stopped, just like Regan who had been behind them.

"From that moment, Papa said a little more, a little more. But we're not up to it?" The girl grumbled.

"Papa said don't come, but you won't listen." Arfan rolled his eyeballs.

"Just go back to the villa!" said the father who left her with Regan.

"Away, Papa!"

"Whatever!" said Arfan who continues to walk down.

"You're doing the rest?" Regan took two steps forward so she lined up Anandita.

"Capek, Um. Not Rese."

"Clearly how? Wanna return?" The two of them looked back at the path that had been passed for two whole hours.

Anandita shuddered in horror then shook her head. "snake, Om. I will not be strong. How will the reverse be? I could have broken my leg" he said.

"Game!" Regan mutters.

"But if the rice is the same Om is okay, most if I faint Om who is fat. Aye right?" He then laughed as he shifted closer to the man.

"Ann?" call Arfan from below as if giving his daughter a warning.

"Yes, Papa." And the girl hurried to follow him. 

"Whoaaaa …." Then they stopped before reaching their destination.

An open area that was originally a flat land has now turned into a stepped truck and meanders resembling a muddy racecourse.

It is not fully completed, but it is clear that it will become something later.

"What's he doing?" muttered Arfan who then hurriedly came down to find out.

"Arkhan's in big trouble." Regan said, then she and Anandita followed the man.

"Sister! Look, Arkhan's brother is motor-motorcycles!" Anya who had arrived first with Dimitri and Satria as well as the others pointed towards the middle where Arkhan and some young people were trying out the track.

"Ackhan!!" Then Arfan's call was heard which immediately went to the place where his son was.

"Oh .. a major disaster is imminent." Darren muttered as he held back Zenya who ran after the man.

"What are you doing? How did all this happen? Why doesn't Papa know?" he said when the distance was close to the son who stopped the speed of his motorbike.

"Papa?" And Arkhan immediately took off his helmet.

He seemed surprised by the presence of some of his family members who were suddenly in that place.

"Are you kidding me?" Arfan looked around the area that was not like the first time he built it.

"Mh …."

"Arkhan!"

"City .. hehe. Yes, Pah." That's all Arkhan said.

"God! You're really serious, apparently?" Dimitri and Darren came over. While Satria was still staring in awe at what seemed in his view.

"You made all this, son? Wh-wh-what for? Want to hold a tournament?" The man approached, which made Arkhan feel confident to face the father who might be angry with him.

He knew that was the possibility that would happen because he made a small part of his father's resort land a place for him to practice. At least, that's the plan.

"City …."

"No! The problem is you didn't tell Papa, Arkhan!" sela Arfan who still does not believe in her vision.

"What are you going to do with all this? How come?" he said again with a slightly disappointed tone.

"Your mom knows?" ask her.

Arkhan shook his head.

"So you made this without anyone's knowledge?"

Then he nodded.

"For what?" Arfan snapped a little.

"Eee ... for .. exercise, Pah." He finally answered.

"What training? You want to race?"

"More or less so."

"That's right!"

"Eee .. not a race, but …."

"You can't just make something without permission. Especially without talking about it first with Papa or Mommy. What do you think we are?"

Arkhan.

"You can't just do that, let alone make it at the resort. Where people stay and spend time on vacation. And people come here to seek tranquility, instead of listening to the noise of the motorbike you are riding. What the fuck?" Arfan seemed to be unable to accept what his son had done.

"But, Pah. I'm …."

"Papa has given you enough freedom, but what? You did it and it was disappointing!" Arfan looked serious.

"Always reasoned to be able to wander, often not at home even for family events, you even have no intention to continue school. Is it because of this?" Arfan threw the helmet out of his son's hands, and he didn't play games.

"What are you doing?" He continued.

"This way you don't appreciate Papa and Mommy, so what's next? Living on the streets and doing useless things?" His voice is getting higher.

"Arenfan?" But Satria stopped him immediately.

"Now clean up this mess and go back upstairs!" he said again who came forward and snatched the key of the motor from one of his friends Arkhan.

"But Pah, I …."

"Now!"

Arkhan stared at Satria for help. But the grandfather just jerked his head, gesturing him to obey.

"Quick, Arkhan! Tell your friends to go home and you go back to the villa!" arfan said again, and this time Arkhan had no other choice.

He picked up the helmet from the ground and put it back on. Then obey what his father says while the man follows him from behind on his friend's motorbike.

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