My Future Husband's

My Future Husband's
Kinara



As Febri enters the house, he sees Arkan sitting cross-legged on a chair. Febri was silent he looked at Arkan fearfully, Arkan not knowing his departure but Febri felt guilty leaving secretly without asking Arkan's permission. But Arkan greeted her with a warm smile, for some reason Febri's heart felt ill seeing that sweet smile.


"You've come home, baby" said Arkan softly.


"Yes,"


"Come," Arkan patted his thigh, hinting Febri to sit there. Febri felt a little uncomfortable, as he rarely came into contact with Arkan physically.


Febri obeyed Arkan's words, Arkan hugged Febri tightly. He breathed the scent of Febri seeking tranquility.


"So I was discharged from the hospital, her heart disease mother relapsed." Febri was silent, feeling even more guilty knowing Arkan's mother was sick but she instead had fun with another man.


"I never knew my mother was sick, but she always looked strong in my eyes." Febri moved to embrace Arkan soothingly, when he felt he was about to cry. They remained silent for a long time. Arkan let go of his embrace but his hand gripped Febri tightly. As if pouring out her current pain, Arkan looked so fragile in his eyes.


"Mom's okay?" febri asked softly, Arkan nodded in reply, he pulled Febri to have his head leaned against his shoulder.


"You know just by hugging you, my anger faded somewhere, to be angry I can't, it just wanted to protect you without anyone wanting to hurt you" Arkan said.


Febri was silent, he could feel Arkan's heartbeat pounding so fast nearby and strangely his heart was also pounding to feel the movement.


"Febri, you heard that, didn't you?" arkan asked, his hand moving leading Febri to feel his heart thump.


"I really sincerely love you Febri." Febri heard a sentence that was no longer foreign in his senses, he was confused what to answer. He felt evil for playing with two good men.


Arkan's eyes looked at Febri, as well as Febri's eyes glazed with regret. They stared long enough, until Arkan kissed Febri's forehead soft and long.


"I just don't like anyone touching mine, other than me." Arkan's words made Febri speechless. Does Arkan know about you kissing his forehead? Febri could only remain silent.


"Mother saw you with You," Febri's eyes rounded hearing that.


"Sorry," Febri bowed, ready to accept the tabernacle of Arkan, ready to accept all the insults from Arkan. Because he deserved it.


"It's okay," Arkan smiled hearing that. Febri was amazed to hear that, he thought Arkan was scolding him but all he got was Arkan's sweet smile, as if it wasn't a big thing to argue about.


"Love you," whispered Arkan softly as he hugged Febri tightly.


"I'm sorry," that's all Febri can say, Febri is sad, he's speechless. But seeing Arkan's gentle behavior on her made her feel even more guilty. Arkan should punish her instead of hugging her like this. Moreover, it was she who made Mother Arkan sick. Why should there be a man as good as Arkan? And the man could still smile in front of him. Why does the man still say he loves her even though he has hurt her so deeply. It's all because of his stupidity.


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