Love, I Surrender

Odor Not Good

“A-dad knows that Renata comes to see me often?”

Arga's father clucked, “Do you still like him?”

“No, I was even disturbed by the actions of Renata including Devan who often contacted Karin.”

“Father after Renata gets divorced she'll come after you again. A woman with such a character would not be able to live hard. Prepare your heart and stand, surely it will not be easy to avoid from the woman.”

Arga still thinks positively and suggests he will not be affected let alone tempted to accept Renata again. Arga and her father had already returned to the room after finishing their breakfast. Waiting for time to continue his activities, Arga contacted Karin.

“Ha ..”

“Pak Arga,” said Karin on the other end of the phone sobbing.

“So, you cried?”

Just a sobbing on the other end of the phone, made Arga panic.

“Karin, darling. Hey, answer me,” said Arga.

“Pak Arga,” said Karin again in the middle of her stuffing.

“Yes, talk dear. Why are you crying.”

“I don't understand either, my heart is suddenly sad and upset. I miss Mr. Arga, when to go home anyway?”

Arga chuckled at Karin's explanation.

“Why even laugh, Mr. Arga nyebelin.”

“Okay, sorry dear. Tomorrow night I'm back in Jakarta, you have patience.”

Sounds like Karin. “Pak Arga don't miss me?”

Arga again chuckled, not believing that he had just heard Karin sulking.

“Pak Arga laughs at me?  No need to go home.”

“Don't be so dear, I just can't believe I'm talking to Karin Amanda. Not usually you sulk and lebay like this?”

The phone call ended in drama because Karin sulked, a phone call that continued with a video call was not enough for the two to channel longing. Arga promised to try to get home sooner.

While at home, after ending communication with Arga back to lay down his body. Removing the traces of tears still on his face.

“I why mellow this way anyway,” murmured Karin did not want to move from her position.  “Padahal have to go to campus but very lazy, later mah if Mr. Arga wants to go like I have to come,” gumama Karin.

Thinking of the sulking Karin, Arga ended up actually coming home early. That night he was on a plane with the last flight scheduled, finally arriving in Jakarta. Using a taxi because it was enough night to ask to pick up the driver, his father also looks quite tired.

Arga slowly entered his room, approaching the bed where the owner of the heart was again asleep.

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“Pak Arga,” he said saw Arga sleeping next to him. “This is really Mr. Arga, or I dream anyway.”

Karin patted Arga on the cheek making the man slowly open his eyes and smile.

“Again, darling. How do I still miss me?” ask Arga. Karin immediately pouted and hit Arga's arm.

“Indeed Mr. Arga did not miss me yes, yaudah there go again do not have to go home all of you.”

“Eh uh, kok mambek again,” said Arga while holding Karin's body so as not to get out of bed. Hugged from behind Karin's waist and buried her face on Karin's back.

“I think I'm more kangen you, you use what pellets anyway until I feel can not be separated from you.”

Plaque.

“Pelet? Don't believe that I can make Mr. Arga bend the knee.”

Arga chuckled and increasingly tightened his embrace.

“But I'm confused,” Karin said. Arga turned Karin's body to sit opposite him.

“Why?” Arga's hand fixed Karin's strands of hair that looked messy.

“Last-lately I easily bete, suddenly mellow anyway my mood is not very clear deh. I why ya?”

“Perhaps because of the effect of being far away from me, we can't be separated,” said Arga and then brought her face closer to complete her longing for Karin. Karin, who was initially silent with the intention of Arga's gestures, slowly moved away with a frown.

“Why?” ask Arga confused.

“Pak Arga last night shower no hell?”

“Mandi coke. Indeed why?”

“Still smelly or smell anything yes, anyway his body odor Mr. Arga is not good deh,” said Karin getting away from Arga.

“You body? I never smelled, even this scented loh,” said Arga while raising both hands and sticking his nose towards the armpits to make sure that his body was not as Karin complained.

“If you don't believe it, prove it yourself. Here!”

“Ih, there. It doesn't smell good,” complains Karin while covering her nose.

Arga could only scratch his head still did not understand the smell Karin meant.

 

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