Mr. Arrogant'S First Love

I'm Not Giving Up

He stared at the door in front of him. He couldn't believe seeing Arkan just come in and leave him. I think someone is sick. It was not his wound, but his heart that could not accept the man's treatment. Why is it changing so fast? Wasn't Arkan still talking softly to her yesterday. Ahh it's getting confusing!.

But Kian was not discouraged. Especially when he heard the man's words before leaving him. To prove that Arkan is still worried about him. There must be a reason that makes Arkan that way.

I have to find her.

Kian leaves Arkan's apartment while making sure the man won't come out to see him again. Although disappointed, but he believes there is something happening that he does not know. By using an online motorcycle taxi, Kian got home. He felt a little shivering from the cold. His steps came to a halt at the doorstep as he saw Rendy sitting in the living room, waiting for him. Because he wanted to get into the house immediately, he was not aware Rendy's motorbike was parked in the yard.

What's he gonna do here?

"Sister Rendy." she said

Rendy. "You're home yet? Where the hell have you been? Why don't you go wear your sweater?" The man looked at her with various questions. Kian knew Rendy was worrying about her, but somehow her heart was completely untouched. Strange, when Arkan reminded him to wear a sweater, his heart immediately flowered. He was so happy to hear it, even though Arkan's tone was cold.

"I went to a friend's house, brother. Because in a hurry, I forgot to bring a sweater," he replied flatly.

"Have you eaten?"

Kian shakes.

"Then let's eat together" asked Rendy.

Dependently. He tells Aunt Sumi to eat out with Rendy. Aunt allowed it. Other than Arkan, Rendy was among those he could trust to look after Kian. The man waited for days in the hospital. It seems that Rendy really likes him.

After being confused about what to eat, Kian finally decided to eat at a restaurant. I don't know why he wanted to eat there. Though usually, he prefers to eat at roadside stalls or regular RM. With pleasure, Rendy complied. He could have dinner with Kian.

Upon arrival at the restaurant, a waiter delivered several menus. It was almost hysterical to see the price of food on the menu.

Busettt, the price is more reasonable no matter what. So this is the cost of lunch that I often eat with him.

Well, the restaurant they went to was the one that Kian used to order for Arkan lunch. He suddenly missed this food after a few days of not eating it. But looking at the price, Kian felt bad about Rendy. And it seemed, the man was similarly shocked. Seen from his eyeballs that immediately rounded.

"Sister Rendy, let's go home. I'm not eating here. My stomach ached suddenly." he almost whispered. A waitress was still waiting for their order.

"Then let's go home. You need to take your medicine quickly," replied Rendy frantically after Kian said her stomach ached.

"Sorry Mba, we're not so yes. My boyfriend is suddenly sick." Hearing Rendy's words, Kian choked on his own saliva.

When did I become his girlfriend?

"Oh that's okay, Mas," replied the waitress as warmly as possible. His face looks upset.

Rendy immediately led Kian towards the parking lot. They left without ordering any food. Meanwhile, a pair of eyes again stared at their shadows. He had not gotten out of the car before the two men had completely stayed away.

"They're gone, sir," said Sam. He knew why his Young Master was still sitting in the car.

Arkan came out after Sam opened the door for him. He went into the restaurant. But suddenly his steps came to a halt after hearing someone's words.

"Yes, they are not messages. The guy said his girlfriend was sick. Indeed, I saw the woman who came with him holding his stomach." said a waitress who had delivered the menu to Kian and Rendy.

Seeing the appearance of Arkan, the waitresses who were talking directly closed their mouths. One approached him.

"Sorry Young Master, Mrs Vienna and Mr. Wijaya are waiting for you." The waitress escorts Arkan to the VIP room. After that, he resigned himself.

Arkan stared at his parents. Without further ado he immediately asked, "Why did I come here. Can't we just meet at home?" He was upset, because Mom told him to meet here, he had to see Kian with Rendy.

"Sit down, and we speak" said Mother with her smile. He hadn't seen his son in a long time. As for his father, he only wore a cold facial expression.

Arkan. He sat himself down to his parents. "Now explain, Mom?"

Mother sighed softly, "We haven't gathered together like this in a long time. I purposely told you to come so we could have dinner together." Arkan has not eaten with his family for a long time. Even his meeting with them was only a few days after he returned home from abroad. Arkan immediately decided to move into the apartment.

"I can't linger, Mom. There's still business to do" he replied coldly. He glanced at his father who had absolutely no intention of opening his voice.

"alright. Then I'll go straight to the point." Mom handed a picture to Arkan.

The man scrunched his forehead. "What's this?" tanyanya did not understand.

"He was the son of a friend of your mother and father's in college. Name's Delia. She is beautiful and smart too. Suitable to accompany you."

"What Mother means. I still don't understand?" Arkan's tone sounded sniffy. He didn't like hearing his mother's words just now.

"Your mother and father want to match you with Delia." I said carefully. The woman knew her son was very sensitive about this kind of business. Arkan has never been close to or in contact with a woman.

"Mom, I know I don't like being betrothed. I can find my own companion when I want to" Arkan said straightforwardly.

I heard Mom sighing. He expected it before he actually said it. His son has not changed. Even after living a few years abroad, he was still alone. Make you worry, actually the child is normal or not!.

"At least you can meet him before you decide. I feel bad if I openly reject it. Because Delia herself wants to see you."

Hearing the sound of the mother caving, Arkan exhaled a rough breath. The affair with Kian had not even been completed, but other problems had already appeared just like that.

"All right, I'll meet him. But after that I decide to continue or not" he said.

Mom nodded, "Alright." His face full of supplication, now changed. Arkan agrees to meet with Delia.

"I'll go first, Mom..." Arkan glanced at his father. "Dad."

The middle-aged man immediately turned his head as Arkan called out to him. "Be careful on the road." Finally, the father opened his voice after a long time as a generous listener.

***

Kian and Rendy had just arrived home. Kian told the man that he was sleepy. Rendy nodded in understanding, though her face looked disappointed. He still wanted to be with Kian, but the girl also had to rest. He gave up with resignation.

In the room, Kian did not really sleep. He stared at his cell phone screen. Open social media to see the latest news updates or just see the posts of his friends. His eyes were rounded as he looked at the friend suggestions on Instagram. The face that appeared was like no stranger to him. Especially clothes. Clicking it.

Stupid jerk. What a good thing is that shirt until you make your profile picture.

Kian saw a profile photo of Arkan who was using the couple t-shirt. As Kian scrolled him down, there were photos of the man that were so dazzling. He didn't even blink staring at the picture of Arkan.

I just realized he's really very handsome.

One by one, he opened the picture. Arkan's face shows a flat or cold expression in almost all of the photos. But there is one thing that disturbs Kian. The man only smiled in one picture, yes his photo using the couple shirt. By caption,

"Greatest gift from the most beautiful person"

Kian jumped like a madman. He was so happy after reading the caption. His heart floated into the air. Didn't expect Arkan to upload it to social media.

Huh, not that she said the color was tacky.

Wait, what is this? Kian's eyes glared as he read the comments of the netizens.

"That's a gift from me😍😍."

"Awww.his smile melts the heart.💕💕"

"Take-home buyer keep it under blanket😍😍."

"You dong so his clothes💕💕"

"Hey, instead of that gift from me ya😍😍"

What the fuck. Likely confessing. That's what I bought. This is the husband of a million people. Marry not yet. Keep using it to be kept carried by the blanket again, whether you want to do anything. But anyway, he was smiling that way. Want to spread the charm. It sucks!!!

I was so upset reading those comments. His heart suddenly warmed. He threw his cell phone on the bed and then laid his body again. While staring at the ceiling of the room, he imagined Arkan's face there. Smiled at him.

Miss you. Missing you.

While in the apartment, Arkan takes a photo in his suit pocket. Saw it for a while and squeezed it. He threw the photo in the trash.

I just love Kian. She was the first and last girl to fill my heart. I don't want anything else. He's the only one I wish I could live my life.

Arkan grabbed his phone on the nightstand. He opened a gallery and looked for a picture of someone. The little girl was standing on the edge of the rice field with a big smile. Even though his clothes were covered in mud, he still looked sweet.

Hey stupid girl, are you okay? Does your wound still hurt? Didn't he say he would take care of you? Why do you still feel pain. Miss you. I think I'm going crazy for missing you too much. Don't get sick, please. Or I'll break my promise.

Arkan peeped the photo long ago. And then hold her in his arms. He wanted to hug Kian even though only through his photo. Tired, he closed his eyes. However, his mouth murmured.

"Kian, Kiandra Maharani... Be my wife."

***

As promised, Arkan finds Delia in a restaurant. He purposely booked a VIP room so that no one else would see their meeting. Avoiding the issue. As the son of the owner of Wijaya Group, of course almost everyone knows him. He didn't want people to tell him he had a relationship with a woman other than his girl.

Arkan saw the figure of a beautiful woman already sitting waiting for him. The woman was wearing clothes that featured smooth shoulders and her cleavage. Sexy. But not according to Arkan. He kept his eyes off the beautiful woman in front of him.

"I know, I'm Delia." The woman got up while extending her hand.

Arkan only looked at her for a while and sat himself down. "You must have known me," he replied coldly without replying to Delia's hand. The woman immediately lowered her hand with a disappointed look.

"What do you want to say?" ask Arkan flatly without expression.

"Huh?" Delia looked confused. What he wanted to say. He just wanted to get to know Arkan more closely. But there's no way he's telling it honestly. Embarrassed.

Delia was still flinching. He was confused as to what to say. Arkan took off his suit and put it on the chair. He glanced back at Delia who had yet to open her voice.

"If you don't want to say anything, I'm leaving. There's still a lot of work to do." Arkan rises and leaves Delia. The woman looked at him with a sad feeling.

"Jas yours?" Delia pointed at the suit still stuck on the back of the chair.

"It's to close your open body." Arkan opened the door and left Delia still fixated on seeing his departure.

Delia stared at the suit Arkan had deliberately left behind. Then he turned to his body which was slightly open. He was used to wearing such clothes. However, only this time there was a man who said so. I don't know why he felt ashamed of himself. He is determined to keep approaching Arkan, until the man falls in love with him. Like Delia, she begins to fall in love after meeting Arkan.

I have to get you any way.

In the afternoon, I was ready to leave. He held his sweater while holding something.

"Ah, I better leave it. I want to hear him say that again." Keep the sweater back and order an ojek online. Fast transportation and cost-effective.

After saying goodbye, he squandered out and hung on the bike. Ojek's brother immediately runs the motor to the location. The wind felt strong hit, making the tip of the shirt move to and fro. His body shivered slightly, but it did not dampen his spirit to go to that place. Arkan Apartments.

Upon arrival there, Kian immediately boarded the elevator. He walked through the deserted passageway. Yes, on this floor there is only one apartment, which belongs to Arkan. The man does not like neighbors or others see him in his personal life. He purposely built it for himself. Not difficult for the child of the owner, is it.

Waiting, he knew Arkan had not come home at this hour. Like yesterday, he chose to sit on his back. An hour and a half waiting, Arkan finally showed up. His face looked tired, almost pale. Seeing the state of Arkan like that, Kian felt worried.

He got up from his seat, standing right in front of Arkan. "You're home yet?" tanyakanya.

"What are you doing here?" His voice sounded cold like yesterday.

"I'm waiting for you," answered Kian innocently.

Arkan. "Why? Do I have any business with you?" I was surprised to hear it. But he was already determined to stay afloat while continuing to figure out the cause of the man's change.

Look, you're not wearing your sweater anymore. Don't you hear me, hmmm. You're getting thinner too. Aren't you eating? Go Kian, I beg you. I can't stand to keep seeing you like this.

"Yes there. You have not finished your business with me," replied Kian loudly.

What business does he mean?

Arkan frowned, "What business?"

"Your feelings. You haven't quite resolved your feelings for me."

Did he know that?

"What do you mean. I don't get it.

Kian looked at him closely. The girl took a few steps forward until their distance was only a short distance. Arkan looks nervous. With a position as close as this, he could feel the exhale of Kian. Even the girl still had not shifted her eyes.

Arkan wanted to step back, but somehow, he felt his legs stiff. Like being hypnotized, he also stared at Kian lekat.

I want to hug her right now.

The sound of footsteps averted their eyes. Someone is walking closer to them now. Her tall slender body runs like a professional model.

"What are you doing here?" ask Arkan astonished at Delia's arrival.

"I want to return your suit." Delia thrusts Arkan's navy-colored suit. Now his clothes were nothing like they were when they met. More polite and closed.

"You don't have to bother returning it. Just throw that suit away. I don't need it anymore."

Delia grabbed Arkan's hand and put the suit there. Looking at that scene, Kian stared cynically. The look on his face showed that he did not like to see Delia coming. Arkan smiled inwardly finding the look on Kian's face like that. He felt that this was his chance to make the girl go away.

"Because you've come all the way here. Do you want to have some tea before you go?" ask Arkan to Delia. Delia, who had been sad to hear Arkan's earlier remark, immediately nodded happily after the man offered her for tea.

"Yes, I want to" she replied quickly.

Arkan looked back at Kian. "You, go! I don't think there's anything we need to finish. Because I don't have feelings for you."

Arkan invites Delia in and leaves Kian outside. The girl turned away in disbelief. His heart ached to see them enter Arkan's apartment. Without feeling it, her tears just dripped.

No, I can't believe it. I'll wait for you here.

Arkan closed the door slowly while looking at Kian still standing there. His heart ached leaving the girl there. But this is the only way for Kian to stop seeing him.

Ii'm sorry. Sorry to leave you there. I'm afraid I can't help my feelings if I keep seeing you. Don't cry, please, Kian. I won't be able to forgive myself if I make you cry. I love you, my little girl.