Trouble Maker
Chapter 2
After the Miko family left, Alex walked straight to Rasya's room. He knocked on Rasya's room door several times until Rasya came out with a bent face.
Alex smilingly looked at the face of his beloved daughter, he then scrambled the gnarly hair of Rasya who was pigtied with origin.
"The son of Papa is very funny indeed his face," Alex seduces while pinching Rasya's cheeks make the child squeal.
"Ish, Papa what the hell. I'm not a kid anymore, so don't think so." Rasya protested with the lips he raised.
Alex laughed in response to the babbling of his child before he finally opened his voice again, "can Papa talk to this Papa Princess? Just for a moment," asked Alex with a pleading face. If other people had seen it, they would have been very fascinated with Alex's face now that looked very cute, but not with Rasya, he's not braving with the face of the father at the moment who looks like Om-om is seducing a little boy.
"That's... Papa, this is his face don't think that's not pantes as old as Papa." Omel Rasya hits his father's arm.
Alex smiled in response to Rasya's nagging, then grabbed the child's small body into his arms. He stroked slowly the back of the child gave comfort there.
"Dengerin is Papa's most beautiful son... Papa your soul mate is the same Gerald because Papa knows he is the man who is suitable to take care of you before Papa dinggalin you, age no one knows, dear. You want Papa to go with the burden of the mind because Papa's favorite child has not met his soul mate." It was Alex's light that made Rasya stretch his arms and directly look at the father's face with a raised eyebrow.
"Well, by the way, nothing has been said about age, ish... Papa is still young where Papa might ninggalin Rasya a piece of it. Raja Rasya is still in school, Pa. where may be Rasha married young, Papa mah tega." Complaints Rasya with a bent face.
Alex immediately brought Rasya back in his arms and patted Rasya on the shoulder, "dengerin ya Darling. His name also lives not knowing when to go, so we have to be careful before the money." Alex said again.
"Give up, Papa, what do you want to say. Rasya cape wants to sleep." Rasya immediately took off his father's arms and immediately covered his entire body with a thick blanket with a yellow cartoon image.
Alex shook his head with the corner of his lips raised to see the behavior of the child alone puppet. Slowly he drew closer to Rasya and stretched out his right hand trying to reach the edge of the blanket that Rasya was using to cover his face. But Alex had not had time to pull the blanket, Rasya had already brushed off the hand of the father made Alex anxious made.
"Honey," called Alex while touching the end of Rasya's head that was not covered with a blanket, but Rasya immediately brushed aside his father's touch and immediately turned to his back.
Alex breathes slowly, free if I keep pushing him. Inner says.
"Alright, Papa go first. You have enough rest. Good night my little princess."
After saying that, Alex got up and walked towards the door. Without realizing it, actually from earlier Rasya was peeking at him when Alex turned his body away from Rasya. "Good night too, Pa." Rasya muttered before he went to dreamland.
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The next morning as usual Rasya woke up on time. He rushed to his private bathroom. After 20 minutes in the bathroom, Rasya finally came out dressed in full uniform. Before going down to the dining table, he made sure his makeup was back in front of his dressing table. It felt enough, he immediately went down to meet the father who was at the dining table with his formal clothes.
At this time Alex is not aware of the arrival of Rasya who has been sitting sweetly on the right seat because Alex is reading the daily newspaper with focus.
Until finally Deheman the child made him look up and look at the face of Rasya who was holding his chin with both hands.
"How long have you read the paper?" Ask Rasya to make sure. Alex shook his head then he took off his reading glasses and looked back at his son.
"Engga, Honey. Have breakfast," Alex.
Rasya nodded then got up to grab the food plate of the father and poured rice and side dishes into the plate.
"Why do you want to drink coffee, milk, juice or water?" Rasha looked at Alex.
"White water. You sit down and let Auntie take her drink" Alex told Rasya to grunt.
"What a difference does Auntie have to do with me, both girls." He snorted while dropping his body on the chair.
Alex chuckles at the adorable behavior of the boy before he finally speaks again.
"It's different, you're Papa's son. Aunty is here to help you, if there's aunty why Papa must tell you." Alex said to the child who was sulking with both hands folded in front of the chest.
"Just like that." Rasya Kekeuh.
Elsewhere, a boy still faithfully closed his eyes. He did not care about the light that entered through the gaps of the curtains of his room. He actually increasingly tightened his embrace on the bolsters that had been in his arms earlier.
Mr Good morning. Perfect. good morning Mr. Perfect.time to wake up Boy...
That was about the sound of an alarm coming from his phone that was above his bedside nightstand. About four times the alarm went off, but the owner of the room was still reluctant to open his eyes.
Unbeknownst to him, outside his room there are already three friends who are sneaking about to enter the private room The man who is asleep. Armed with a spare key that they ask the Home Assistant of the homeowner, they managed to open the room of his friend who is still loyal in the dream.
"You take the water we've prepared, and you quickly unwrap the flour, let me throw this rotten egg in his face." Orders of one of the three friends.
"One... two.." they count with their fingers without making a sound.
"Three." they said simultaneously and then threw the object in their hands making the sleeping man immediately sat on his bed with his confused face as a result of being surprised by the sudden treatment of his three friends.
"Aish." The man's complaint rattled his short hair while his three best friends just laughed out loud watching his friend look similar to cake dough.
"Haha..your face, Rald.is a very messy mess," mocked one of Gerald's friends named Jun. He laughed while holding his stomach which hurt from laughing too hard.
Gerald just looked at his three friends who were laughing before him with his cynical gaze.
"Have you?" Gerald asked flatly making the three friends instantly silent with their heads lowered.
Without saying any more, Gerald got up from his bed and walked into the bathroom. Just before he went into the bathroom, he paused for a moment without even turning his head he said to his three companions, "clean up this mess in five minutes or you will know the consequences." His order.
The three friends run around tidying up Gerald's room before Gerald completes his bathing ritual.
Ten minutes passed, Gerald finally came out with his fresh face. He spread his eyes all over his room.
"Pretty good," the monologue.
"Where is the triumvirate?" He asked himself.
Gerald then walked to the glass located not far from the bathroom door, then combed his hair original.
After that, he immediately went out and walked towards the garage where his favorite red sports car was.
"Let's go..."
He drove his car to school followed by his friends.
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Arriving at the school, all the residents there looked at the four men with amazed looks.
One-by-one of them got out of their cars in their cool style inviting hysterical screams from their fans.
"Oppa saranghae..."
"Jun baby, be my girlfriend..."
"Gerald's mine, Gerald's mine..."
"Hey.that's Revan.look at his handsome face that is invincible to anyone,"
"Gio. hi..."
Such was the cry of the girls passed by Gerald and his three friends. Such a sight was already a morning routine at their school if it saw Gerald and his gang, he said, the girls would definitely scream hysterically seeing them even though Gerald and the others would still not pierce the cries of the girls.
Rasya who was on the top floor was disturbed by the cries of students at his school, he then walked to the edge of the corridor and looked down to find the cause of the noise that made him disturbed.
"Once again they." Saying disgust.
He continued his delayed activity for a moment. With the cold floor of the corridor, he sat down leisurely while leaning his back on the corridor divider. He put his headphones connected to his gold phone and played a playlist of favorite songs to accompany him to read comics.
While busy reading, suddenly someone put money one sheet right on top of his skirt. Rasya, who was sitting cross-legged, raised his head to see who the perpetrator was who was harassing him. He immediately removed his headphones with a slap.
"What do you mean?" Rasha asked annoyed.
The offender raised the corner of his lips upwards. "For you, I feel sorry for you sitting there." Said the man accompanied by a smirk on his face.
"You insulted me?" Rasya looked at the nyalang who was standing in front of him but who was stared at just sniffed his shoulders indifferently.
"Who insults you, I only feel sorry for you. You sit there with no one to pity you, I'm lucky you gave me one piece of pocket money. Then what's my fault?" Gerald said without the slightest fear.
"You...." Show Rasya right in Gerald's face with indignation he stood up staring fiercely at his interlocutor who is currently acting mediocre as if nothing happened.