Mr. Arrogant'S First Love

Accompany Me to Eat!

The sun illuminates the morning. His light still lingered spoiled among the lush trees. It feels warm even though the dew has not completely disappeared.

Sitting in the car. His eyes stared blankly out the glass window. His mind turned back on his conversation with Arkan.

"I brought you here because the road to your aunt's house was flooded." Arkan began to explain.

"But you should have told me first, before deciding to bring me here!" concluded Kian. The girl felt Arkan was too presumptuous to take her to the apartment without her consent.

Arkan. "You don't remember me waking you up repeatedly?

"really?" tanya Kian glared.

"Ck. How can you remember that you slept like a dead man!" arkan Cibir.

"What?!" Kian grunting. "Then my clothes? How can I wear this dress?" Pulling the end of the collar of the shirt he wears.

Aaaah.. Whatisthis?? Boxer pants??

Any more?!

Kian held the pants he wore with a look of disbelief. Face pouting. Crazy one! He could really go crazy if he continued dealing with the man in front of him.

"On that... Emmhh," Arkan's speech is still hanging.

He moved his face. He looked, waiting for the man's answer.

"I told someone to replace it. Your clothes are wet!" answer Arkan.

"WHAT?!!" yell Kian shrieking. Arkan rubbed his ears. " Who has replaced it?? Mister??" ask Kian worriedly. He was so anxious that he could not think clearly.

"Are you crazy? Why should I replace it!" answer Arkan.

"Who is that guy? Man or woman?'" ask Kian again. He crossed his hands to his chest. Imagining someone else touching her body, she shuddered. "Why didn't you wake me? If I don't wake up, you can flush me until I wake up!"

"Huh, right. I should have just doused you! No. gabe. I should have hit you in the head to wake you up!" answer Arkan annoyed.

" Who is that guy? Woman or man?" search Kian again. His eyes stared hard at Arkan.

Gets a look like that Arkan looks nervous. "Have I gone mad to have men change your clothes?!" yelled Arkan annoyed. He stood up as if he was avoiding something.

"Thank God it wasn't a man." Kian stroked his chest. Relieved.

Arkan walked to pick up his phone on the nightstand. The corners of his lips were attracted to form a thin smile. Breathe more freely. At least if the woman who changes her clothes is better. Even if he still feels uncomfortable.

"We're here, miss." The sound of the taxi driver rippling his daydream.

"Ah yes. Thank you, sir!" He grabbed the bag he had placed next to him. Then open the taxi door. He's in front of the office now.

An hour earlier.

Kian was combing his hair that decomposed, long and straight black hair that he always took good care of. Already since childhood her hair was straight like that, without any straightening medicine though. While Arkan from earlier played his phone while waiting for Kian to prepare.

"You've been a long time!" arkan's grumbling was upset.

He stood in front of the man. "I'm sorry, sir." he said later.

Arkan. Put the phone in his pocket. Out of the apartment followed by Kian. The girl almost ran small to compensate Arkan's rapid pace.

"We're off to the office together, sir?" ask Kian.

"Hem." Just answered murmur.

Kian scrunched his forehead. Thinks. Then his eyes widened.

"No Sir. I'll go alone!" Kian resolute.

"Why?"

"I don't want anyone else to see us go to the office together. I can't imagine what they would think if they saw us leaving together this morning" Kian said. Yes, the employees in his office exceeded the journalists. You can be your own breath if you hear it.

"Why didn't you just say that, huh? I've been waiting for you FOR AN JAMM!!"

"Sorry, Sir. I just thought!" kian said he regretted it.

"Your brain is slow!" his lips. "Keep you go on what ride?"

God fucking. My brain is slow!

"Nice bus!" answer Kian ketus.

"Call taxi!" arkan's orders to the driver. The man was waiting at the car door.

Finally, I went to take a taxi. The man also paid his fare first. Give some money to the driver hundreds. The driver was surprised to receive money from Arkan. He said too much.

"That's an extra charge to keep this girl safely!" arkan said firmly.

"Okay sir, thank you!" A smile on the taxi driver's face.

I never thought Arkan would do that. Cynic face, cruel attitude can do good too. Everyone has their good side, right? So maybe that's when the guy's good side comes out. I might!

Kian was walking to take a coffee cup to Arkan's room. When outside, Kian could see the man looking at him, then moved his hand telling Kian to enter immediately.

Having received approval, Kian entered without knocking on the door first. Arkan stared at him flat as Kian placed the coffee cup on his desk. While the one being stared at felt awkward with that gaze. He hurriedly wanted to come out after retreating.

"Wait!" arkan said, stopping the steps Kian who had been holding the door handle.

"Sir, how can I help you?" kian said after turning his body.

"Copy this file!" Arkan thrusts the file into the air. He walked over and took the file. "One sheet each!" orders again.

"Good sir."

And today it looks like he got a new assignment other than as an admin. Serving the young master who had just told him to be non-stop. Huff! Am I his servant? Make coffee, bring snacks, to shine his shoes because he will meet. I feel like that person is doing it.

"Message me X for lunch!" said the man as Kian was tidying up the files strewn across the sofa.

""Oh Sir!" Although he agreed, but Kian could not close the annoyed look on his face. From morning until lunchtime, he was just struggling in the man's room. Somehow the fate of his work, he did not know. Definitely Piling! his inner. He breathed a heavy sigh.

While in another room Rendy searches for Kian's whereabouts from morning. He looked at Kian's bag, but did not see the owner. When asking Dina, the girl did not know about it either. More and more came before them, so when he drove the coffee to the young master's room, no one saw it. Rendy was agitated, there was something she wanted to ask.

Finally the lunch order arrived. He put it on the front desk of the sofa. Arkan himself is still busy signing some more files. Then Kian approached him.

"Master your lunch is ready" said Kian.

"All right." Arkan closed the file. Moving to the sofa.

"I'm sorry, sir."

Arkan turned his body. Staring sharply Kian. "Where are you going?"

"Go back to the room, sir. My work must have piled up." replied Kian while looking down.

"Sit. Keep me eating!"

Is he a child? Eat it for company!

Kian quieted. Unresponsive.

"You didn't hear?" his tone began to threaten.

Without answering, Kian immediately sat himself on the sofa.

Finally Kian and Arkan had lunch together again in the room. Although Kian refused because he felt uncomfortable, the man always had a way to force him. Want to not, I obey him. After all, he felt hungry because he had not eaten rice from last night. Plucking Arkan snacks in the pantry doesn't make him full. Just holding back his hunger a little. If he finds out I picked up his food earlier he's angry no, huh?! He chuckles to himself in his heart. Remembering his desperate actions.

I'm sorry young master, I was khilaf.