Not my fault

Just Follow It First

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A week before Evelyn's departure

Arlan, who is currently on his way home, before leaving for the office, was about to check his phone, which should be in his pants pocket but it was not there.

He checked again alternately left-right, then patted his forehead slowly when he remembered if he put it on the nightstand in the room of his girlfriend's boarding house.

"ah! Shit, I forgot, before I took a shower I put it on the bedside nightstand," muttered Arlan annoyed, then looking for an intersection for his car to turn around. Intend to take a mobile phone, all of you set off opium during parting later.

The car turned around, walking across the street to the area where her lover lived.

When his car almost reached the boarding house, Arlan was confused with his girlfriend who took a taxi, but it was very clear, if he asked his lover to rest due to their activities this morning.

"Where he went, didn't I tell him to rest. Why don't you tell me if you want to get out of the house. Why take a taxi" murmured Arlan curiously. Then follow where the taxi went, which somehow the direction as he knew very well, to where.

"Office Riki," muttered Arlan puzzled, then looked forward again as Evelyn got off in the taxi.

He dispelled his negative thoughts, seeing for himself where Evelyn had gone without telling him. At least if it was Riki, he believed that Evelyn would be okay.

"Bikin was worried, I thought you were going," Arlan sighed in relief, then decided to leave the front page of his cousin's office, leaving, back to the initial goal is to go home and change new clothes and then go to work.

Skips

PT. TRI SINGLE

Arlan arrived at his office, walked in a step full of dignity and responded with a nod of the head, as each employee greeted him politely.

Beside him walking at this time was Barly, who just happened to be back from the outside, to meet some partners that he did not need to intervene directly.

"Tumben Ar, misfortune," Barly quipped, when the two were in the elevator, because if there were other people around, Barly where dare to insinuate the President where he worked.

Arlan simply sniffed his shoulders, answering casually the innuendo of his right hand without turning his head towards Barly.

"It was going to be at home, spoiled with my lover, but someone whined for an autograph, so what can I do."

"Damn it," said Barly no matter who is currently being fed, because Arlan was laughing loudly beside him.

"Ha-ha-ha! Quickly find a lover, in order to know how beautiful it is to relax together," led Arlan, made Barly put on an annoyed face, sneering in the heart of his best friend's restless speech.

"As far as you are, Ar."

Ting!

Arlan's laughter paused as the elevator doors opened, changed with a flat expression and stepped firmly, followed by Barly behind him carrying Arlan's briefcase, both went to the President's room to discuss his work.

Chequek!

Opening the door swiftly, Barly entered after Arlan entered and walked again behind Arlan, like a duckling who tailed wherever his mother went.

Brugh!

"So, what about that family-owned company? Do you know how to get it?" ask Arlan seriously.

Barly nodded, then explained if there was a sale of shares on behalf of someone he didn't even know about, but it was clear if it was shares of the company he was looking for. And Arlan had to frown, trying to remember the family members of the company owner. But baby, he seemed to forget, when he had heard this name before.

"But, we managed to buy those shares right?" arlan asked later, with Barly again nodding so that Arlan smiled with satisfaction.

"Good! Keep looking for the spaces made, it seems he also does not know, if in his company there is a mouse," continued Arlan with an extraordinary happy tone.

"Good, Sir!"

"Oh yeah, Barl. I asked you to investigate the CCTV in the xxx apartment, last night, I could."

Barly who heard his best friend's request frowned, for what checking the CCTV of people's apartments. Want to be a stalker.

"I suspect something happened, when I was unconscious last night" Arlan continued, looking at Barly's curious expression. So that Barly who was curious so shocked, surprised by the events that befell his best friend.

"Is it because of this too, you're late, Ar?" barly asked worriedly, but so a sigh of relief as Arlan answered him with a suspicious head and smile.

"No, don't worry. If the reason is late, you know, it does not need to be explained," Arlan said with an ambiguous explanation.

Basic, what is this is also the reason Evelyn did not enter work, Barly can only be suspicious, especially when he knows the habits of his best friend, who has been accustomed to doing things that seem to be true according to his guess.

"We're getting married, you don't think badly of my girlfriend, Barly," Arlan said, noting the importance of her right hand.

Little rascals came out of Barly, funny with explanations that actually did not need to be explained by his President.

"The age is now commonplace, Arlan. Junior High School children have felt, well, anyways it's your business, your right," Barly said with his shoulders raised indifferently.

"Damn it, why do I explain yah," said Arlan along chuckled.

The two then discuss other work, after Barly undertakes Arlan's order to check the incident, when the President went to the residence of his fiancee.

"Damn it, watch out, if there's really anything behind Evelyn's change of attitude this morning."

Time passed quickly, now is the time for Arlan to go home after finishing work on schedule, with Barly taking over the duties of his lover.

Arlan also plans to dismiss her lover, so that her lover is not tired and waiting for her arrival home from the office alone. Well, count on studying when they're married.

"God! So want to quickly meet him," murmured Arlan frustratedly.

Intentions want to towards the residence so void, when he prefers to the boarding Evelyn first, then go home to his own residence.

For some reason, he felt longed, but this morning he still had time to see, even from a long distance.

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Not long after, Arlan also arrived in front of the boarding house rented by his lover. He entered the courtyard, then climbed the stairs with impatient steps, so that he finally arrived at the door of his lover's room.

His hand was raised, about to knock on the door but stopped in mid-air when he heard the lover's conversation, with a strange chatter in his hearing.

He put up and sharpened his ears, stole the hearing of the conversation, which seemed to be over the phone, then thought this in silence, figuring out what exactly his lover had said.

What else is this, Arlan thought.

"I'd better follow first, what Evelyn wants right now," muttered Arlan, then opened her phone, looking for her lover's phone contact, pretending that she didn't hear the conversation.

Tut! Tut! Tut!

Click!

"Hello, Arlan. What's up?"

"Open the door, Schatz. I'm ahead here," Arlan replied in a calm tone, so that her lover would not be suspicious of her.

"You're up ahead! Why don't you use your own keys?"

"Hn. No, I want to be greeted with you," Arlan replied spoiled, then chuckled when he heard a snort from across the line.

"Marijuana!"

"Eh."

"Then wait."

"okay."

Not long after that there was a sound of the door handle held from the inside followed by a special sound of the door opening.

Chequek!

"Darling! You didn't change your clothes first?"

The door opened, with Evelyn displaying an awkward expression, covered well with questions for Arlan, but it was a pity that Arlan actually knew and responded with a casual trying expression.

Didn't want to talk about the problem he heard, until he knew what was behind it last night.

"No, I miss you too much. So I decided to come here first, then go home, that's if you want to come with me back to my place" Arlan replied at length, keep flirting with her lover as usual so that Evelyn does not suspect him either.

"About, we're not married. Where can stay together," Evelyn said, with a shy smile, Arlan's favorite sweet smile that immediately kissed Evelyn's forehead dear, then stepped in ahead of the owner of the room.

"I want to take a shower" said Arlan, as he passed towards the bathroom, without turning around or looking at Evelyn who was tailing behind him.

"I'll get you a towel" Evelyn said, hurriedly picking up a clean towel in her wardrobe.

"Eh."

Arlan watched in silence what her lover did, who deftly pulled the towel on the pile of cloth, without making the other cloth interested, too, then walked casually towards him and stood before him with his hands holding out a white towel to him.

"What's wrong?" evelyn asked puzzledly, as Arlan only looked at her without any intention of picking up the towel she was holding.

For a long time Arlan observed the look on Evelyn's face, which looked like it had a burden but did not want to be shared with her.

"Darling," called Evelyn, enough to make Arlan flinch small and grab a towel immediately before her.

"Sorry, I'm daydreaming. Today I'm so tired, but somehow it goes away, when I see your face, especially when I see your smile."

Evelyn chuckled slightly, with her head shaking slowly then cupped both cheeks of Arlan, who let out a happy sigh as she felt a gentle swab on her cheek.

"Excited, my Arlan is not a man who complains easily. Yes," whispered Evelyn looking at Arlan in the shade, then a small kiss on Arlan's lips that smiled felt a soft kiss on her lips.

"Of course, thank you, Schatz," Arlan replies, then enters the bathroom, after returning a kiss from Evelyn with her favorite affectionate fondness.

Blam it!

In the bathroom, Arlan who was taking off his shirt paused for a moment, as he felt a tremor in his pants pocket.

Taking his cellphone that he had taken this morning, Arlan displayed a face of enthusiasm when he received a message from his best friend, who he had asked to find out the incident during his unconsciousness in his fiance's apartment.

He also opened the message, complete with a long video in it. Enough video made him chuckle cynically, when he slightly understood the direction of his fiancee's game, even though he had only briefly seen the video sent by Barly.

"Fuckin' woman, what other game this time, heum," muttered Arlan with his teeth chattering, holding back the anger he had to bully first.

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