Mr. Arrogant'S First Love

The Resistance

Sitting in a long chair on the balcony. Enjoying the glittering green scenery in the morning sunlight. Arkan was focused on his laptop. I don't know what he's doing, only he and God know. He sat on the sofa in the interior of the room, but could still see Kian from the glass wall that was restricting them. Arkan looked at the girl from her place, looking at the face that looked tangled from being confined inside the hotel.

Arkan laughed a little. "She must be getting bored of being cooped up here. Let's see, until when will he survive!" Arkan muttered to himself.

As her eyes were still staring at Kian, suddenly the girl turned her gaze towards him. Make their views meet. Although he looks nervous because he was caught staring at Kian, the man still maintains his cool pretentious attitude. He immediately put on a grinning face. Then moving his finger told Kian to come closer.

Seeing the signal Arkan gave, the girl frowned.

Did he just call me?

After a while Kian did not respond, Arkan again repeated his cue. Now coupled with hand movements in the neck. Which indicates, you're done if you don't come soon!.

Glug. Kian gulped his saliva when he saw Arkan's hand movements. He walked over before the man pounced on him.

"Are you blind?" ask Arkan cynically.

"Sorry, sir," Kian replied as he squeezed his hand. This male lion in front of him showed an expression like it was ready to pounce on him.

"Make me coffee!" Arkan was still staring at Kian sharply, while the girl immediately nodded at Arkan's command.

"Good, Sir." I rushed down the stairs.

Aaaaahh he always makes me hang! I could die quickly if I kept close to him.

He returned to the second floor with a cup of coffee in his hand. With a face still bent. He really was bored just staying in the hotel let alone with a lion who was ready to pounce on him at any time.

Put the glass carefully. The man in front of him was still focused on staring at the laptop screen.

"Master, can I go back to the inn now?" I began to dare to ask.

"No! Who said you could go back there?" answer Arkan cynically.

"Then how's the gathering? I also want to follow him" said Kian firmly. He thought he should dare to say it, because this is not his working hours as an employee.

"You're off the show!" answer Arkan flat. The man had not yet taken his eyes off the laptop screen. He did not see the look on Kian's already red face holding back the annoyance.

Kian scrunched his forehead. "WHAT??!! How come?"

"That's because of your stupidity!"

"Who wants to drown?" The tone of Kian's speech had begun to taper off to compensate the person in front of him.

"Do you dare to talk a lot?" Arkan turned to stare sharply at Kian.

He took a deep breath, trying to gather all his courage. "Why indeed? It's not my working hours now. The master himself said that I had been kicked out of the gathering, right?" He felt that this was his chance to fight the arrogant man.

Arkan was silent at Kian's words. He did not expect this girl in front of him to have the courage to fight him. Although at the beginning of the meeting they berated him, but the situation this time was different. Now Kian already knew what he was talking to was his young master in the office, and he still fought him. Big girl's guts too, he thought. Arkan then seeks answers to reply.

Tuh kan's! He always cheats.

"Huh, cheating!" He grunted annoyedly.

The girl went to the room while stomping her feet, she did not care about Arkan who was laughing at her.

Seeing her angry makes me want to laugh.

Arkan refocused on his laptop, checking company reports. There are a lot of things to check, especially after returning from abroad.

Kian closed the door by slamming it, but of course Arkan did not hear it. Because they are on different floors. He took the phone from his bag. There were a lot of missed calls and some messages appeared on the phone screen when Kian opened them.

"Jeez, Rendy's been calling me since last night!" shocks surprised. He opened the incoming message from the man.

Message 1

Kian, are you okay? I called you from last night, but you didn't answer. Is there a problem?

Message 2

Kian, have you had breakfast? Me and the group were having a buffet breakfast at the inn. Looky. Rendy sent a picture of herself with the troupe.

Message 3

We just arrived at the Wijaya Group plantation, this is beautiful. It's a pity you're not here. (Rendy sent a photo of the plantation scenery.

"Gosh, this is so beautiful! I want to come!" he said with a sad face. Then Kian started typing a reply message for Rendy.

Sorry to make Rendy worried. I'm fine, Brother. No problem at all. It's just that I can't go back now. The view is great, brother. Send me another picture!. Undeliverable.

Kian also saw a message from Dina, his best friend.

How are you doing? Are you all right?

"They were very worried about me" he said softly. Then she replies to Dina's message by saying she's fine.

It turned out to be almost an hour in the room. He asks Arkan what the girl is doing. He closed his laptop and went down to the first floor, heading for Kian's room. Arkan tapped on the girl's room, but there was no answer. He tapped again while calling Kian's name, there was no answer either. Then Arkan opened the room door slowly, he saw the girl was sleeping with a cell phone in her hand.

"Ck, it's appropriate that he didn't answer my call. She slept well!" arkan muttered slowly. He walked up to Kian, looked at him for a while and covered the girl's body with a blanket. Arkan moved the phone Kian was holding onto the nightstand beside the bed. His eyes glared at the screen of the phone.

"So this is what makes you feel at home in the room until you fall asleep?" Arkan muttered cynically. "Ck, what's so good that you want to go there?" Arkan looked at the photo sent by Rendy.

Arkan closed the door carefully. He went back upstairs and took his phone. Type some messages to who. Then head to the balcony, lying on the bedchairs. His eyes looked at the bluish sky. He's never felt this before. Feelings that make him happy, angry, hate and longing all at once. He doesn't know how to show his feelings well. Sometimes when he is happy, he looks angry. And on the contrary, when he was angry somehow he showed an attitude of attention.

Did I really go crazy like he said?