Love For Love

Love For Love
Dream Woman



Arka immediately stared fixed on the face of Love. Her innocent face looks so adorable actually. Of course it made the girl feel astonished. Love stared back at the young man's face making him instantly aware of his long daydream.


"Mas Arka? Ko's daydreaming instead?" ask Love later.


"Huh? Sorry, I'm daydreaming. What did you say?" Arka asked back.


"I didn't say anything. I'm just saying I'm really nervous, Mom. It was like a dream for me. I never even thought that I would go to college" Love replied.


"Hm ... Why be nervous? You deserve to go to college. Don't be nervous about everything. We're going in now?"


Love takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. After that, he nodded his head and then. Both of them entered the room.


* * *


After enrolling Cinta in college, they are on their way home now. Arka seems to be driving his car at moderate speed. As for Love herself, she was busy with her advanced phone as if that expensive item was her new toy at the moment.


Czechoslovakia!


The girl suddenly photographed Arka's face from the side. Of course this makes Arka feel wrong. He smiled a little, turned his head and looked for a moment at the face of Love and then looked back to the front.


"What are you doing, love? Don't take pictures without permission, it's not good" asked Arka smiling lightly.


"O yeah? The time, yes. I'm allowed to photograph Mas Arka one more time, right?"


Czechoslovakia!


A flash of light again immortalized Arka's face making her smile again felt wrong behavior.


"Good God, Love."


"Why? 'And I had permission before."


"The face is handsome when seen from the side."


"So you mean, my face is not handsome when you look at it from the front, is it?"


"Haha! Precisely if you look from the front increasingly look handsome, you know, really. But, Mas. May I ask one thing for Arka?"


"Ask what?"


"This one's good-looking, well-established, work is also okay. Why is she not married yet? Though the age of Mas is mature enough to get married you know."


"Do you know how old you are?"


"No."


"Keep, ko you can tell that Mas's age is ripe for a household?"


"Yes, look at Mas's face."


"So you mean, Mas's face is old, right?"


"No, it's not that. Akh ... Don't need to answer. I'm the one who asked back? How the hell?" Love instantly pursed her lips in such a way as to make her face look very adorable in Arka's eyes.


Arka immediately reached out her hand and rubbed the girl's head affectionately. The man immediately laughed crisply making Love who had originally pursed his lips along with a crisp laugh carried away.


"Haha! Laughing again. Answer my question, Mom."


"Yes-yes, I said yes. Love, whose name is looking for the Wife is not arbitrary, Mas does not want to marry a woman who only wants Mas's property," replied Arka, but but alone can not treat the curiosity of Love.


"Have you ever dated?"


"You, yourself, have you ever dated? You're beautiful, I'm sure there's a lot of men chasing after your love."


"Well, in the question even behind his name, Mas nyebelin."


"Huh? It means dating several women simultaneously, right? Play boy dong?"


"That was then, not anymore. In fact, it's been a few years since I've been single."


"Lho, why?"


"Because I'm looking for a woman like you. Simple, independent, strong, beautiful."


The face of Love instantly blushed of course. He also felt sorry for asking such a thing. It was impossible for him to wish more to the man whom he had considered to be a helper angel to him.


"Co silence? Are you satisfied with your answer?"


"Yes, I'm satisfied with the answer, but. Of the many women in this city, why would Mas want to have a wife like me? I'm just a normal woman?"


"Haha! Who said you were just an ordinary woman? You are a very special woman."


The face of love is getting red. He smiled a little and turned his eyes out of the window. Again, he did not want to expect more from the man named Arka Wijaya, because she was not a perfect woman. He is just an orphan who until now is still looking for the existence of the father.


* * *


3 months later.


"Good day, Mr. Arka," said Rudi the detective suddenly came to visit Arka in his office after 3 months of not giving any news.


"Good day, Rudi. I guess you've forgotten my assignment" replied Arka smiling slightly.


"I'm sorry, sir. I just came here now. I have not dared to report anything if I have not obtained satisfactory results."


"Then, have you got satisfactory results? Did you find out the whereabouts of my foster sister's father?"


"I've been looking into several cities about the target's whereabouts. Until I finally found a bright spot. I found the man with the same name as well as the same physique as that portrayed by Miss Love. But, Gentlemen-" Rudi did not continue his words.


"But what? He's still alive, isn't he?"


"He is still alive, but he is currently in a state of severe pain and is being treated at a small Hospital in a small town."


"What's? Are you sure you're not wrong?


"Surely, Mr. 99℅ sure. That's why I came here."


"Say where's the hospital address?"


"He was treated at Permata Hospital in the city ******"


"Okay, thanks for the hard work. In accordance with what I promised, I will pay the rest of the payment with the bonus," said Arka, grabbing the envelope from the drawer of her work desk and then giving the head Rudi later.


"Thank you, Sir. If you are willing, I will take you and Miss Love to that place so you do not have to bother looking for the existence of the Hospital."


"Well, I'll call you later."


"Good, Sir. Excuse me."


Arka nodded her head with a flat face. His heart was immediately filled with a sense of dilemma. Why did the news he received after several months wait for a sad news. What will happen to Love when she finds out about this?


"Oh my God, what will I say to Love? He would definitely feel very surprised to hear this news," muttered Arka rubbing her rough face.


Even so, he still had to tell the girl the truth about the existence of the father who had found a bright spot.


SERIATE


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