LOVE FIRST NIGHT

LOVE FIRST NIGHT
S2 - 16ARKA: MISUNDERSTANDING?



Arka was still faithfully standing next to the Arka bed.Lelaki was staring anxiously at.Marsha and never let go of his gaze on the body of Marsha who was still under the influence of dope.


"Sir, are you sure you won't sit at all?"ask Assistant Arka who also stood on the left side of Marsha's bed while enduring the cramps in her legs that have since stood up.


"No, if you're tired of sitting down." Revealed Arka as if knowing that her Assistant had been uncomfortable since.


"No sir, I don't feel tired.."Shame that guy.


A few minutes later, Marsha who was held by Arka was moved slowly.The girl began to slowly open her eyelids that had been asleep.


"Sha, are you okay, right? is there anything that still hurts?"ask Arka who looks very worried.


"Congratulations?"marsha exclaimed as her vision returned to normal.


"Yes Sha, here I am Arka.."reply Arka while holding Marsha's fingers.


"I hate you." Marsha said with a drop of tears falling from the end of her beautiful eyes.


Hearing that, Arka let out a long sigh, sadness also appeared on her face but she tried to cover it with a small smile on her lips.


"I know.If you hate me just hurt me Sha.Why should hurt yourself.."reply Arka while staring at the wound on Marsha's forehead wrapped in white gauze.


"I don't want to get hurt like this either." complained Marsha softly reply Arka.


As they were busy with the conversation, a hijab-wearing female doctor with one nurse walked into Marsha's room.


"How are you doing now?"asked the doctor while asking the nurse to replace the Marsha infusion liquid that had been slightly exhausted.


"I feel better, Doc.Can I go home now?"marsha asked as if expecting the doctor's answer to agree with her question.


"Already allowed.Only minor injuries on the head.I've checked again no other impact than on the head only.Show not to be made for fatigue yes.."Said the doctor who handled Marsha while giving some advice to the girl.


"Stay here until you recover Sha.." complained Arka with an intimidating look.


"I've been feeling better Arka.Please leave me.." replied Marsha again as she woke up from her supine position.


Marsha touched the wound on her head because she felt a little dizzy.


"I'll take you.." said Arka again.


"No need.."


Marsha grabbed her sling bag and pulled something out of her bag.A bouquet of flowers that Arka bought yesterday afternoon.Marsha returned the flowers with paper in them.


"I'm allergic to flowers.."marsha complains and walks a little gontai.out of her nursery.Arka frowns staring at the bouquet of flowers that are on the table.The man takes a paper that is visible among the flowers.He opens the envelope of letters he gave to her Marsha has Marsha's handwriting on the blank white paper.


"You've filled my heart that was white like a kerras this time Arka.You gave me a lot of color.Even the sadness that instantly broke the feeling..."


Arka squeezed the letter and ran after Marsha who a few seconds ago had left her room.The man found Marsha sitting in the waiting room chair while drowning her face between his hands.


"Sha.."call Arka softly and approach the girl sitting pensively.


Marsha nodded her head looking at Arka who was already beside her.


"Why do you have to reappear in front of me again Arka.Forgetting you is the hardest thing I could never do until now..."


"Sha, you misunderstood." said Arka while bending her knees to make herself able to look at Marsha's face more clearly.


"My feelings are very sincere with you.I love you Sha.Very love you.even to this second.." Arka touched the face of Marsha who had been bowed down.


"I always want to be with you, Sha."


"Liar.I saw for myself your friends made me into a betting material.." Marsha put away Arka's hand that touched her face.


Arka tightened her eyebrows.He looked at Marsha's face fixed.


"Did you see it yourself? until the conversation is over?" this time Marsha who was made silent with the question posed by Arka.


"I saw a video that Angga sent me.He told me if you approved of the game.."


"Anga?"tanya Arka looks confused by the name she just heard.


"Do I know that man?"ask Arka again because he felt he did not have a friend mentioned Marsha.


"He's my classmate." replied Marsha softly.


"And you believe it?"ask Arka who this time positioned her face closer to Marsha.


"Why do you trust him more, Sha? it might have been true then if my friend had said that to me.But did the video show you what I told them?"


Marsha was silent.The girl was now struggling with her emotions and feelings.


Was this all just a misunderstanding?Has Angga been playing with her all this time?


"Sha, I'll take you home.Your face looks very pale.." said Arka lirih.


"Wait a minute here.I took the car keys from my assistant.." After saying that sentence Arka went to meet her Assistant who was standing not far from them.


"Sir Sam takes a taxi to the office is okay? arka will change the money."ask Arka while taking the car keys from her Assistant's hand.


"No problem sir.More worry about Miss Marsha now.He looks very tired." replied the man pulabaya.


Arka nodded her head, the man went back to the place where Marsha was still sitting in the waiting room chair.


"Sha,ayo we go home." Arka said as she reached for the hand of the woman she loved.


"I can go home alone, Ka.."reject Marsha again.He still does not want to return to make him indebted to Arka.


Enough in the past I fell in love with your kindness Ka.Place we are different, I am just an orphan girl who always depends on donations and scholarships.I will not deserve to stand beside you...


"This time I'll take you home."


"Carca!" marsha was upset to see the man in front of her who was so stubborn.


"Marsha I'm worried about you.I don't care if now you still hate me but please just follow what I said today..."pinta Arka again with a tone slightly higher than Marsha's tone.


This is my last day to look at your face that I always miss Marsha.So please, I want to see your little smile before I return to London..


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