Mr. Arrogant'S First Love

I'm Not Dreaming?

Just got out of the bathroom. He saw Arkan who was rubbing something on his bruised hand. As he walked closer to her, he took over the medicine in Arkan's hands and began applying it.

"How did you suddenly get there?" tanya Kian, while occasionally blowing Arkan's hand.

Geez, smooth hands why be like a chicken gini geprek anyway. Bruises everywhere.

"I went to the office this morning. I looked around your room and accidentally saw the calendar you marked." Arkan explained.

True, Kian marks the calendar whenever there are activities or events that he will go to.

"Why are you looking through my room? Don't tell me, you miss me." ledek Kian.

Damnit. How could he know.

Arkan was slightly surprised by Kian's remark, although it was true, he did not want to tell the truth. "Ck, trust yourself. I just wanted to make sure you didn't bring any office belongings!" sewot replied.

Hearing Arkan's reply, Kian threw the man's hand. He left the place, but his hand was held.

"Is this how you thank the person who saved you?"

It's getting angry. He sat down again and treated the bruised hand here. Looks like Arkan killed the man mercilessly. If the hand that struck just bruises like this, how fate is beaten. I dare not imagine. Who told him to act so rude.

"It's over." Kian put down Arkan's hand carefully and then kept the rest of the medicine.

Huh, is it done? I still want to look at him for a long time.

He opened the towel on his head. Then dry your hair with a towel. Arkan just watched it. However, long ago seeing Kian like that, made something inside his chest churn.

Arghh I just want to eat it!

He had to avoid it before the feeling was unbearable.

"You okay now?" ask Arkan.

He looked up, "I'm fine. Thank you for helping me."

"Thank God you're okay. That means you can sleep on the couch" Arkan said as he walked to his bed.

"What?!" He glared at the man's words. But he can't protest either, this is his home. He was just upset, how could a man let a woman sleep on the sofa. Isn't it, if in the drama a man will give up.

Awareness Kian. How long are you going to be a victim of those dramas? He's not an actor in your favorite drama. He was just a cold and stiff man like a dry kanebo. Remember that!.

With an annoyed step, Kian headed towards the sofa and laid down his body. He also felt tired after today's incident, sleep is the best way to restore his energy.

Have a good night, good night.

***

Arkan woke up first, he was also preparing to go to the office. Seeing Kian still sleeping with a messy blanket, he corrected it again. For a moment, he looked at the face in front of him. Cute, innocent, and adorable. Arkan smiled seeing it.

After looking satisfied, he picked up the phone on the nightstand and contacted someone.

"Send everything today! And make the best. I want the results immediately!"

"....."

Phone connection disconnected. Arkan picked up the shoes and put them on the front sofa. He looked back at the girl who was curled up under the blanket. There was a sound of muttering from Kian's mouth.

"Hey stupid man!"

Whahuh? Did he just call me?

"Who do you mean?" ask Arkan plain.

"Of course you are. Who else is it?"

What did he say? Is she sleeping just pretending to be asleep?

Arkan brought his face closer to Kian's front, then put on a mocking expression in front of the girl. He stuck out his tongue and rolled his eyeballs while raising both his hands on his temple. Just like a kid who was teasing his playmate.

"What are you doing?" suddenly opened his eyes. He frowned looking at Arkan's strange-looking expression. Arkan was shocked and fell to the floor.

Damnit. Why did he open his eyes.

Now, the look on Arkan's face really can't be conditioned. He was embarrassed to be caught acting stupid in front of the girl. Now, what should he say to the girl?

"Why are you putting on a face like that?" Kian exemplified the facial expression that Arkan had just done. Making the man's self-esteem plummet to the bottom of the earth.

However, it was not Arkan's name if it could not control the situation. He quickly set his self-esteem that had been scattered somewhere.

"You want to fool me by pretending to sleep?" ask him to divert the situation.

"lik! Come on, I'm going to the office!" Arkan pretended not to care, then he got up and put a tie on his shirt collar.

"Sam will take you home" he said again.

Arkan left Kian who still looks confused because of his actions. He himself went to the office with the other driver. On the way, he looked at his phone screen. Checking someone's GPS point.

"Why is he still there?" mumbling slowly.

Unbeknownst to Kian, Arkan connects the girl's location on his cell phone. He did so shortly before leaving Kian a few days ago. By using GPS, Arkan easier to monitor the motion of the girl. That's why he knows where Kian was last night. And the reason for the calendar he saw, Arkan actually did not believe Kian would attend.

However, he immediately panicked, when he saw the location of the girl was actually in that place. He told Mr. Dan to contact some of the bodyguards and follow Kian. Mr. Dan himself wanted to come, but Arkan forbade it. Ever since the middle-aged man was discharged from the hospital, Arkan did reduce to involve Mr. Dan in his affairs outside the office. The reason, because the man still had to maintain his health in order to fully recover. Now, it's better to take Sam. In addition to being young and healthy, the man was among those Arkan trusted after Mr. Dan.

Arkan sat himself on the couch in his study. Set focus before starting the activity. Yesterday, he walked into the office just to look around the room. A day not seeing the girl, he felt homesick and half dead. Although upset, but he regretted leaving Kian just like that. It was easier for him to hold back his anger than not seeing the girl all day.

I just saw her this morning, why I wanted to see her again.

Now, he didn't know how to start again today. Since his return from abroad, Kian is the reason why he became so eager to take care of his company. In the past, boro-boro worked, all corporate affairs, Mr. Dan was the one who handled it. That's why he was sent abroad by his father.

Although at first he went to the office just to prank the girl, but over time his feelings changed. Now, he looks more like a real bucin figure. Acute even!.

With heavy steps, Arkan walked to his desk. Unlock lazy, stacked documents on the table. He had left his job for almost a week. Thankfully, there was Mr. Dan who took care of everything when he was not around. He only needed to sign the documents that the middle-aged man had checked.

Tocktails. The sound of the door being knocked. Then came the figure of Mr. Dan from behind it. The man approached Arkan.

"Young Master, do you need anything? Your face looks lethargic and pale" said Mr. Dan.

Arkan seemed to think. Actually he was in need of coffee and someone made it. But that's not possible. Finally he just shook his head.

"No sir, thank you,"

"Good, Sir. We'll have a meeting soon. Everyone is waiting, you," said Mr. Dan.

"Oh yeah, I'll be there soon."

Finally, the two of them headed to the meeting room together.

An hour later.

Arkan went back to his room. Although the meeting went well, but it felt like his head felt heavy. Drinking instant coffee lately turned out to make it opium. Right now, he needs a caffeine. Arkan leaned his body on the sofa. As he realized, he saw a cup of coffee on the table. Wait, there's a note attached to that glass.

Here's your coffee, sir. If you need anything, call me right away. I'm ready to help you anytime.

Arkan ran straight to the door. His heart was racing to want to see the person who wrote the note.

"Corsec." Handle the door he pushed slowly, displaying a figure bit by bit. His heart rate is getting irregular. Over time the figure became clearer, someone who was standing with a sweet smile. Yes, Kian was smiling sweetly at him.

"You?" he still couldn't believe it.

Arkan pinched the cheek of Kian who was standing in front of him. Then turn it to the right and left. Make the girl move her lips.

"Aww is sick," he said.

"I'm not dreaming?"

Stupidhead! Everywhere if people feel themselves are dreaming that is pinned itself is not someone else. I'm not a person too!

"Hmm." Kian shook his head with Arkan's hand still stuck to his cheek. When he realized that others were watching them, Kian immediately shook off the man's hand.

Arkan himself did not care if others were currently watching them. But because he knew Kian was uncomfortable, he finally pulled the girl into his room.

"Why are you back?" ask Arkan curiously.

"It wasn't yesterday

The master who asked me to become your personal assistant again?"

Actually, I'd be sick if I had to call him that. But how else, it's at the office. While he's my superior. Hufft.

"really?" Pretend amnesia again.

He's starting to crumble.

"If you don't remember, it's me..." Kian has not continued.

"Well, I remember now" replied Arkan. His expression was made as if he had just remembered it.

Haha it's not hard to restore your memories anymore.

God fucking. He knows my weakness now. But I don't want him to leave anymore either. Let me for now I'll give up. I'll pay it back later!