COLLAPSES

Heartbreak Day

Meanwhile, in a room at the Kimberlly residence, the girl was crying bitterly because just a few minutes ago someone sent Arkhan and Zee's wedding invitation to her house.

He just wanted to learn to move on. But soon the invitation came adding new wounds on top of his old wounds that had not healed at all.

He thought he would be given time to heal his broken heart from Arkhan's rejection, but fate said something else. Instead of recovering from a broken heart, Kimberlly instead got a new wound due to the fact that he just received.

"Why should it be this fast?? A.., I haven't even had time to meet Arkhan and say goodbye to him. If she really has to get married, at least call me first so I can prepare the heart."

Kimberlly nagged inside her room.

"Your..."

"Yuchar!"

The grandmother's voice called out Kimberlly's name from outside the room. Maybe the middle-aged woman was worried because it had been almost three hours Kimberlly locked herself in the room and did not come out at all. He missed his lunch and didn't go to the cake shop.

"Kimberlly, answered Grandma! What are you doing in there? You sick?"

The grandmother called back as well as gave a question with an increasingly worried tone.

Out of annoyance, Kimberlly answered the grandmother with a slight snapping.

"I want to be Grandma myself. Please don't bother me!!"

Out there the grandmother seemed increasingly confused and worried to hear Kimberlly's answer.

"You got a problem, honey?"

The grandmother again asked in a soft tone, hoping that her grandson would tell her the problem. Understandably, Kimberlly is a girl who is somewhat closed so the grandmother does not know what her granddaughter is feeling at this time.

"I told you. I'm it's okay. Why is grandma still asking? Grandma now get out of my room! I don't want to right now."

"If you don't want to be disturbed right now. When else should grandma bother you? You know Kim, outside there's Arkhan looking for you!"

"A..what??"

Kimberlly hastily wiped away the tears still running down her cheeks and immediately ran to the bathroom to wash her face.

After washing his face, Kimberlly immediately ran out of the room to meet someone who had hurt his heart and mind since a few months ago.

"Arkhan.."

Call her softly to the figure of the man sitting behind her.

Arkhan looked over with a warm smile. As usual, she greeted Kimberlly in a light tone as if nothing had happened.

"Hi.., Kim." Call her the blonde girl.

"Can we talk for a second?" Ask again.

Kimberlly nodded awkwardly.

"I.yes,"

"Come with me. We'll talk in the cafe, let's just relax."

Arkhan walked out of his place and said nothing more.

Still holding back his cries, Kimberlly was forced to walk in Arkhan's footsteps and into the car.

As soon as Kimberlly entered, Arkhan immediately took Kimberlly to Coffeeshop which was not jaub from their residential area.

After arriving in the coffee shop, Arkhan immediately booked a private room for them,because indeed what they will talk about later must be a serious thing and Arkhan does not want the situation to be disturbed by the pompous gaze of people if they are in a crowded room.

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Arriving in a private room, precisely on the second floor of the coffee shop. Kimberlly is surprised by Zee's presence who turns out to be there.

"I'm here because I was invited. But if you're distracted, I can get out."

Zee answered casually as he moved from his seat.

"I think I'd better wait in Ar's car. Just talk about what you two should be talking about, later if you're done you can call me."

Zee was about to pass, but was stopped by Arkhan.

"Why aren't you here?"

Ask Arkhan. Feel uncomfortable living alone with Kimberlly.

"I may not be comfortable with my presence."

Zee answered while looking at Kimberlly.

"Well, is it Kim?"

Kimberlly chose not to answer but threw her face the other way. Making Zee raise the corner of his lips.

"See? You can see for yourself, right Ar? He is not comfortable with my presence. So I better stay."

"Daddy.."

"Enjoy both the best of your time."

Said Zee as he passed out of the private room and went down back to the first floor.

Arkhan let out a sigh of resignation, seemingly unwillingly he had to talk alone with Kimberlly. Because if you force three, there might be a commotion between the two girls.

With a little laziness, Arkhan finally pulled out a chair and sat on it.

"Take Kim. This morning Jessie must have invited me and Zee to a wedding, really?"

Arkhan confirmed something that would be the topic of their conversation.

Kimberlly nodded as she pulled one of the chairs facing Arkhan and sat down on it.

"Yes, I've got the invitation and I've read it. Honestly Arkhan, I feel hurt and do not accept being thrown away by you. I'm.."

"Enough Kim." Arkhan immediately cut in before Kimberlly spoke further.

"Gue's not here to make a fuss. I just want you to know your position and me at the moment. As you can see, there is nothing else you can fight from me because in a matter of days. I officially belong to Zee and vice versa."

"Gue hope. You can throw all your hopes into me and never come back as a bully either to me or to Zee. Can you?"

Kimberlly bowed to Arkhan's question just now. Arkhan's request was certainly heavy for him to grant. After all, loving Arkhan and forgetting isn't as easy as falling in love, is it?

"If forgetting you is easy. I'll do that from the beginning Ar. But unfortunately it can't be done as easily as you ask."

"Two years with you is a long time for me. If you hadn't been there before, maybe this feeling wouldn't have grown and I wouldn't have had to forget anything. Because we're just strangers."

"But the conditions are different now Ar. I have known and fallen in love with you. Then you asked me to forget you. Where can it be that easy. I have to how Ar?

Now it was Arkhan's turn to be silent with a puzzled expression. Confused about how to give Kimberlly an answer about a taste she shouldn't have.

"andr! Why are you keeping quiet? Tell me, what should I do? I really love you!"

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Okay long...Advanced part two wkwksk

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