Mr. Arrogant'S First Love

Anxious But Prestigious

A car stopped in front of the house. Kian who almost fell asleep, re-opened his eyes wide.

Aunt Sumi opened the door when she heard someone open the gate, she saw Kian who looked messy with a bandage in her hand.

"What's happened?" ask Aunt worried.

"So late in the afternoon I slipped on Auntie" replied Kian slowly. Not wanting to add to his aunt's worries.

"How could it happen? You are so careless, "Aunty Sumi instead started nagging Kian.

"Sorry Auntie, it's like that because of me. I can't take care of him." Arkan explained.

Hearing the man's words, Kian was surprised.

How could he have any guilt. He just scolded me useless, you idiot. Yes, even after that, I treated my wounds. Still I don't believe.

"No, no. Precisely thank you Aunt Arkan, for taking care of Kian last night. This must have happened because of his own carelessness." said Aunt Sumi wanted to catch Kian. The girl quickly dodged and blotted her lips. Arkan to hold back laughter seeing the behavior of his Aunt and nephew.

What's?! So Auntie knows where I was last night? And he's not angry? Aisshh why did my aunt entrust me to this double personality guy anyway?!

"So Auntie knows where I was staying last night?" ask Kian curiously. After Arkan returns home.

"Hm... Sure thing!" aunty Sumi replied with a nod of her head.

"Auntie's not angry with Mr Arkan?"

"Why should Auntie be mad at him? That should be you. How did you fall asleep before you told your aunt, huh? It's a good thing that guy was picking up your phone when Auntie called you, so Auntie could breathe a sigh of relief. Besides, if he wants to mean something to you, you may have been dropped off in the middle of the road, but the proof is that he drove you home" said Aunt Sumi at length like her parents if asked one thing. Kian chuckles. Are all parents talking like that, huh? Of course, it was because they were worried.

Look, even Auntie defended her. But it's true what Auntie said. If the young master had malicious intentions towards me, there was no way he would have helped me treat these injuries.

"Sorry, it has made Aunt worried" Kian said with a regretful tone.

"It's okay. Next time you need to be more careful. You are Aunt's responsibility here." Aunt replied with a smile. "Oh yeah, Sholihin's been in touch, didn't he? Lately, that kid has been hard to contact!" babble Aunt again.

"There was aunty, just yesterday mas sholihin sent a message to Kian. He said he'd be coming home soon. But I don't know when." answered Kian.

"Look, he even told you first. But he didn't answer Aunt's phone. That kid really is! Just be careful if she comes home until she doesn't tell Auntie. Will Auntie return him to his place of origin." threatened Aunt Sumi while pointing at her stomach.

He laughed when he heard his aunt's words. Sometimes Aunt Sumi has a sense of humor that can shake her stomach. Especially if you have met his son, Kian to shed tears from laughing. It's a pleasure to have a family like Aunt Sumi. Although he is far from his biological family, but here he can get family warmth as well.

After cleaning himself, Kian immediately put himself in the mattress. His body could no longer be compromised. Tired very radiating up to the bones of his joints. The first day of being a private secretary really drained his energy. Not to mention when he fell from the bike this afternoon, the new pain and pain he felt now.

The night wind penetrated the room through the ventilation hole. It makes the air in the room feel cooler. Pulling the blanket, tightly covering his body that felt cold. Before actually falling asleep, Kian stared at the ceiling of his room. Suddenly a shadow appeared of someone there. His face looks shitty. Voice too. But what that person said was capable of making Kian stunned.

Don't fall asleep if I'm not around. Especially when you are with someone else. Remember that!

The last sentence that Arkan spoke just before he left, left Kian confused. Hearing that, there was something strange about him. I don't know why Kian felt so moved. Is that guy worried about him? No way!

Has he arrived home?

Looking at the shadow for a long time, his eyes began to feel heavy. In an instant, he fell asleep in his dream. Dream of meeting the prince. This time it was not the white riding prince. But the prince in a Mercedes Benz AMG CLA car came to him.

"I love you, Prince," he muttered to himself.

A sad night, for the lovers of longing.

***

A beautiful morning to welcome a new day. Lately Arkan is very excited to go to the office. Today, his appearance was different than usual. The white shirt wrapped in a blue dongker suit features its perfect good looks line. A sweet smile also continued to be engraved at the corner of his lips. Greeting the employees he met kindly. There was no cold, haughty face printed on his face. He made people wonder at his attitude.

Is he a tambet?

Did his head hit the wall?

Is he amnesic?

Questions popped into their heads. Today the young master they met was not like the usual young master. Boro-boro wants to smile let alone say hello, answering the greeting of his employees never. Even with a small nod. Strange but real. That's the fact the employees got this morning. While what is considered strange is just grinning for no reason.

I can't wait to work on it again!

That's what he keeps thinking. Like getting a new oasis that will continue to entertain him. He stepped foot excitedly into his room. Wanting to see a figure that would pop her lips or curse her as she started her action again. What a beautiful view!

He must have arrived.

Arkan has arrived in his room. His eyes searched the corner of the small room in front of him to his room as well. But the figure he was looking for did not exist.

"Maybe he's making coffee." Arkan is still trying to think positively.

10 mins.

20 mins.

30 mins.

He never showed himself. Arkan started to rile. He wanted to call, but he didn't even have the girl's phone number. Think for a moment, then unpack the contents of his closet, looking for something. He smiled as he found some paper. CV letter he requested from Mr. Dan. The middle-aged man until the head bobbles heard his young master's request. Just this time he was interested in employee job application letters.

Finally he opened the CV.

It looks like there is a photo attached. Looking at the old photo of someone displaying his innocent face, engraved a smile on his lips. Then his eyes sparkled as he stared at the mobile number listed there.

Ahh can! I hope he doesn't replace it.

Arkan pressed the number on the phone according to the number listed. Then waiting.

First sounds. There's no answer yet.

Second sound. There's no answer yet.

Third sound. Stop over.

Silent. Seconds later.

"Hello.." someone spoke. His voice sounded soft.

Hearing that voice suddenly Arkan felt nervous half to death. His heart is beating ungodly. His hands were sweating, rubbing the sweat. The words he had planned, suddenly disappeared just like that. Leave her unsteady self when she opens her voice.

"Hello... This who?" greet that man again

Arkan still did not answer.

"Hello... Hola.. Circlowwwww..." Feeling annoyed that no one answered, the person across the phone raised his voice. Then in a flash the phone connection was cut off.

"Has he gone mad? How dare he disconnect my phone! You want to die, right?!" Arkan was cursing at the phone he was holding. Which he actually aimed for Kian.

Arkan cursed himself. How could he act so foolishly. During this time he never contacted employees or even his secretary first even though it was about work. Usually Mr. Dan will do it. He also never contacted women, except his mother. So when she contacted the girl, she was at a loss as to what to say. A job? It was who he was, until the owner of the company had to call him and ask him why he did not enter work. Then show his worries? Not likely. That girl could be a big head. Yeah, even though Arkan was worried. But he's not ready to be honest. Embarrassed.

Arkan finally chose to leave his room. Looking for another alternative. Step towards the administration room.

"You're Kian's friend, aren't you?" ask Arkan when he meets someone. She's Dina, Kian's best friend.

"I-iya Sir," hesitantly Dina answered him. Just this time he spoke directly to the young master, enough to make him nervous and frightened.

Arkan grinned, like getting a brilliant idea in his head. "Come into my room!" his orders.

What's?! Whyyy?!

Afraid the girl would agree. "Okay sir" he replied, nodding his head. His heart is beating unbecoming. Has he made a mistake. That's all he thought.

Once there in front of the Arkan room, Dina did not find the existence of Kian. He simply followed Arkan to a halt as the man sat himself on the sofa.

"Call your friend! Why didn't he come in today? Is he tired of working here?" cecar Arkan's. Although actually the innuendo was intended for Kian, but it was Dina who was afraid.

"I don't have a cell phone, sir. Left in the bag," replied Dina with a sweat filling her temple.

"You don't remember your best friend's number?" search Arkan.

Dina bit her lower lip. "If he were to answer no, surely this young master would be angry with him. But if he answers yes, what about Kian?"

"Java!" snapped Arkan. To make the girl in front of him surprised.

"Demember, sir" he replied slowly.

"Call him wear that!" Arkan pointed to the office phone that was on his desk.

"Good sir."

Dina started pressing the button. While waiting for an answer from Kian, Dina continued to curse in her heart. He is upset and amused to see Arkan's behavior.

Ck. If you're worried, why don't you just call him? Why make me hang like this. You young master Bucin.