I Love You, Mr. Arkan!

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The next day at school, Jani gloomily got off Bagas' motorbike. It was common for Bagas to pick her up every day. The difference today Anjani asked to be picked up in front of the complex, not at his home. But Bagas was not suspicious because Anjani said he had breakfast at the porridge.

"Why is it bent, beautiful?" Ask Bagas while raising Anjani's chin and looking at her gently.

Her sweet treatment, her warm gaze, the touch of a hand on the surface of her face made Anjani even more in a dilemma. Anjani feels even more guilty because he has not said anything to Bagas about his match with Arkan. What should he be now?!

Slowly Anjani shook her head, she couldn't possibly tell what made her moody this morning? Though if like this he will usually tell a long story about many things on Bagas.

For Anjani, Bagas is not just a girlfriend, but also a house that will always be the most comfortable place to return from the life of the world that makes it fun and almost give up. Yes, like that Bagas for him.

"Yes, if you still can't tell a story, but don't keep it too long, huh?" Say Bagas sage.

Anjani nodded, after which she walked hand in hand with Bagas. It is no stranger to residents of Taruna Nusantara High School to see the couple goals that go hand in hand in the school corridor. Even they are supportive couples because they often follow the race or Olympics together.

Anjani and Bagas' steps slowed down when they saw someone walking in front of them. Arkan, hell! But there seemed to be no expression coming out of his face. He remains flat as before. But yes it still makes them both a little intimidated.

Anjani thought, Arkan would come up to her and tell Bagas everything, but instead he opened the door of his room and went in there. They both breathed a sigh of relief, as nothing bad happened that they had already thought of the scenario in their heads. But yes, good, they better go to class than the dizziness itself.

"Learn the truth, his face should not be bent," Bagas recalled as he gently rubbed the top of his girl's head.

"Yes, ready boss! I'm excited, you are too!" Reply Anjani.

Bagas nodded his head for a while, he also did not forget to deliver Anjani to sit on the bench and be safe with his friends. After he finished taking Anjani to class, not long after the entrance bell rang. Anjani takes out her package books and she is ready to learn. Fortunately the first lesson was English, Anjani's favorite lesson.

He was quite enjoying the first day of his lesson until he did not realize that the bell rang and indicated that he had changed lessons. The class that had been very crowded immediately became quiet when Arkan entered the classroom to teach.

Anjani sighed as she raised her head she had already directly eyes contact with Arkan. Well, he forgot again that today's math lesson. He immediately replaced his book with a proper textbook. Arkan is busy with absenteeism.

Anjani must admit, for the business of teaching Arkan is indeed smart to convey materials and formulas that are quite dizzying. He always gives simple ways to solve problems. If only Arkan was not annoying and if only he was not betrothed to Anjani, Anjani has made him a favorite teacher now.

"Work page 5 after it's collected at my desk."

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"I appointed Clarissa Anjani as Class Chair. After this do not forget to arrange the Class Organization and report to me," orders Arkan after finishing finishing class.

"Well, Paaakkk," said the rest of the class.

Before long the break bell had rung, as promised yesterday Anjani will spend his rest to see Bagas futsal match at the school stadium. The school is indeed very elite, the facilities are also complete. So it is no wonder if it has its own stadium even though the stadium is small.

"First off, I promised Bagas I'd see him play now, gapapa, right?"

"Futsal fighting? Then there's Azzam too?" Tanya Della enthusiastic.

"Yes, it must be a team" Anjani replied with a chuckle.

"Well, I'm going to get a drink to the cafeteria for Azzam, and then I'm the same Nanda!" Della eagerly pulls Nanda's hand towards the cafeteria, while leaving only Anjani and Arkan, who are still tidying up her student's books for examination.

Anjani turned her head as she was about to run outside the classroom, Arkan's eyes did not change either. No problem, right? Ah but for whatever reason think about it, Bagas is her boyfriend. If Arkan wants to protest yes he does not care, if he asks to cancel it will be better. Without caring for Arkan, Anjani continued his steps and immediately ran to the stadium.

Anjani got there on time, the good thing about this school is. The break can be an hour when there is a game like this. But yes the risk is they will learn longer. But it doesn't matter either, because they are supportive of each other and love events like this.

Anjani sits at the front, occasionally smiling as Bagas scores goals and waving at him. Moments like this are always her favorite. Because Bagas will always try his best and make him proud. Until the end of the match, the decisive round of victory.

There was a penalty shootout there and Bagas was the player. Before kicking the ball, Bagas stared at Anjani. "JANI, THESE GOALS ARE FOR YOU. I LOVE YOU!"

Anjani was surprised, this was the first time during their courtship that Bagas had said that phrase during the match. Everyone cheered to feel their purity. Anjani is clearly misbehaved, but she is happy. Yes it is true ... After saying that Bagas scored goals and led his team to victory.

Anjani jumps for joy and hugs Nanda and Della. He was so proud of his girlfriend. Without him noticing someone watching them from the end of the stadium. Arkan just chuckles while massaging the base of his nose. "Love the monkey boy High School."

After the match Anjani approached Bagas who had greeted him with a smile. "Congratss, I'm proud of you."

Bagas mengjwil cheeks Anjani is anxious, very anxious indeed Anjani in fashion like this. "Thank you, Honey. "

Anjani holds out a bottle of drink and Bagas drinks it. The girl smiled at this sight. He thought it was good to see, after which he held out a small towel to Bagas to wipe his sweat. "More."

Bagas smiled, instead of receiving it Bagas grasped Anjani's wrist and then led his hand to wipe the sweat using the towel. Anjani chuckled, not protesting either. He followed his lover's will to dry his body from sweat.

A hand stretched out from beside Anjani, making Anjani reflexively turn towards the man. Who else if not Arkan? "Congratulations, I'm proud of you, Gas."

Bagas greeted the hand with doubt. Tumben alone Arkan approached him. They are cousins but they rarely talk. "M-thank you, Bang."

After that Bagas' shoulder was patted by his friend and turned around. I don't know what they are talking about which is clear now Anjani's eyes are not separated from Arkan. Arkan turned around and approached him. Not touching or looking at her, she just stood beside Anjani and whispered a little. "Please play games first, because once you become my wife this moment will never happen again."

Anjani freezes to hear Arkan's words. Whether he is serious or not this makes Anjani depressed. He was really depressed, in contrast to Arkan who after saying it instead passed away without sin. Anjani squeezed the towel in her hand, she really felt weak like this. Unknowingly, Bagas now looked at him confusedly for not responding to his words.

"By?" Call Bagas once again.

"Huh, Emm ah yes? Why-why? I wasn't focused, sorry?" Said Anjani who was back focusing on Bagas.

"Why you?" Ask Bagas again.

Anjani shook her head, after which she smiled as if nothing had happened. "Gapapa. I'm gapapa."