Mr. Arrogant'S First Love

Arrival of Guests

He stirred two glasses of freshly brewed coffee. His mind was scattered somewhere. A flash of yesterday's events turned back in his brain. He condemned the carelessness that he too often did.

"And now you are waiting for Mr. Arkan in his room." Someone just opened the pantry door, surprising Kian in his daydream.

"Oh yes, thank you" he replied. Kian knows actually not himself who is waiting, but the coffee that is currently being brewed.

Kian carrying a tray of coffee walked towards the young master's room. This time he was no longer trembling like before, yes even though the feeling of fear still slightly enveloped him. But it was not because of the carelessness of his young master, but because of his careless nature that could have made mistakes at any time. When he got to Arkan's doorstep, he stood for a moment. Slowly breathing and knocking on the door. He entered after hearing the permission of the owner.

Uh, no tumben Sir Dan!

He walked over to the small table behind Arkan. He put the glass carefully. When he turned around he saw Arkan who was focusing on his work. Tumben once the man has not opened his voice, the inner more. Long staring at the man, a shadow of yesterday's events appeared in his memory.

***

The bus had already entered the territory of the capital, but they had yet to arrive at their destination. There was still a distance of several tens of kilometers. He blinked his eyes, trying to regain consciousness.

"Gosh," Kian was surprised to find himself and Arkan leaning each other's heads. The man is still asleep.

Why can I lean on his shoulder?

Trying to remember how he fell asleep like that. But unfortunately he can't remember anything. He immediately shuddered in horror at the moment he was leaning his head towards the man.

Did he know when I dropped my head on his shoulder? I hope he doesn't realize it. If he knew, he would've been scolding me.

"You awake?" Arkan is awake from sleep. He turned his right arm that felt sore.

"Already, Sir. Does your arm hurt?" tanya Kian who noticed Arkan's movements. He felt the man's arm hurt because of him.

"Ho-oh, it's because of you. How dare you use my shoulder to lean on! Are you tired of living?" His eyes stared hard.

Heh? So he knows I'm leaning on his shoulder. Why is he angry now?

"I'm sorry, sir, but it looks like you're leaning on my shoulder so much that my arm hurts too" Kian responded in his defense. He pointed to his left shoulder.

Did ya? How come??

"Well, now you're good at bragging, too. How could I possibly be leaning on that weathered shoulder of yours. You must have fallen right away if I leaned my head there" Arkan said in a mocking tone.

What did he say?? My shoulders weathered?? Aisshh this young master is really an expert at insulting apparently.

"It's up to you to believe it or not, excuse me!" Get off the bus as they arrive at the office.

"What the fuck is he playing away just like that. Instead of thanking him, he approached others. Look, he even laughed like a fool in front of the man. Aarghh!" Arkan kicks the chair in front of him that is empty, exasperating that Kian just left him and goes to Rendy.

***

"Hey stupid girl!!" Arkan twisted his chair, half-screaming in front of Kian's face. The girl was shocked to death.

"Yes, sir" replied Kian. Arkan chuckles.

Damn, why did I say yes when he called me a stupid girl.

"Why are you still here?"

"Excuse me sir, excuse me," Kian replied as he lowered his head.

With quick steps I walked towards the door. Just now that he was holding the door handle, someone from outside had already pushed the door hard. Until Kian fell down. Arkan who saw Kian fall directly approached.

"You okay?" ask Arkan worried. While helping Kian stand up.

"I'm fine, sir." Received Arkan's helping hand.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it." Someone had just entered while raising both of his hands up. Convincing that he had really accidentally made Kian fall.

Seeing who had just entered, Arkan's facial features changed. His eyes were full of sharp glare. If he hadn't held himself back, he might have hit the man.

"You? What are you gonna do here?" ask Arkan cynically.

The man laughed a little. "It's been a while since we met, I just wanted to greet you."

"Go, I don't want to receive any guests!" Arkan's tone of voice was repressive expelling the man before him. While Kian was just sculpting, he glanced at his hand that Arkan was still holding.

"Ohh come on, don't you want to greet me?" The man walked to the sofa, taking the initiative to sit down even though it was not yet welcome.

"You didn't hear what I said??!!!" Arkan yelling. It scared the hell out of me. Never before had he seen Arkan's face look like that. Although he had seen Arkan screaming many times, this time it was different. Like there was a really heightened anger.

"I just want to deliver this esteemed Young Master." The man said it with great emphasis, like he was mocking. He threw an invitation at the front desk of the sofa, then got up from his seat.

"You don't have to bother driving her. Because I'm not coming."

"Alright if you won't come. Then I'll invite this sweet girl alone. What do you think, miss?" The man's gaze turned to look at Kian. While Kian is still silent yet unmoved.

Arkan let go of his grasp. "Go back to your room!" his orders to Kian.

"Good, Sir." The girl nodded quickly.

"Wait a minute, miss! Give her an invitation!" The man's orders to his assistant. Quickly the assistant took out an invitation from his suit pocket and gave it to Kian.

After receiving the invitation, Kian left behind those who were still in dispute.

"Go!" say Arkan again. Expel the man he wanted to kick.

"All right, all right." replied the man with a laugh. "Don't be late!"

Then the man left the irritated Arkan in his room with a grinning smile.

After the man and assistant left, Arkan leaned back on his couch. His head rested on both hands, and his eyes stared at the grayish ceiling of the room. His mind drifted somewhere.

While Kian returned to his room while holding the paper in his hand. An invitation that the assistant of the man had given him earlier. After sitting in his chair, he opened the paper and read the contents.

"Grand Opening Karaoke & Spa"

"It's just the inauguration, why does Mr Arkan look so angry and say he won't come? Huh! He does like weird, and temperament once!" mumbling slowly.

I came did not ya? Looks like the show's great. If you look around, Mr. Arkan will not come either. So at least I'm safe there, there won't be any young master to trouble me.