The Crown

Maaf

The love for Arzhan did not fade even after that night I was reluctant to meet him. There was fear, shame, and also disdain if I met Arzhan.

As much as possible I avoided getting too close to him. Of course it pisses him off.

"Say what's up now? What's the woman's problem? Which was? Wh who? Tell me if anyone dares to bother you again."

I know, he's taken care of me so that I don't get hurt by anyone. The affection and sincerity of his love I can feel. I have the same for him.

"Is this revenge because it did the same? Is it not of your own will. Why am I the target of your revenge?"

"No, Brother. Nothing makes me angry. No woman bothers me either."

"Want to?"

"I just want to get a little bit away. I want to feel what true miss is. We meet every day. It feels saturated, Brother."

"full? Are you bored with our relationship?"

"Bu-not. That's not what it means, brother."

"I've always been with you. You asked me to stay away, I did. You don't want to sit in the car seat of another woman, I change the car. All of them! Have you ever thought about how I feel? No, right? Or does it not care?"

There are no words I can say to explain how I feel right now, what I feel and what I want.

"As far as you are, Si. I'm tired."

My tears were dripping as he left. There was no soft caress, friendly kisses or just a warm smile like he did when we were about to part.

Leave him with what he wants to do. Angry is natural. Tired of humane. I was too childish and often forced my will without thinking how she felt.

I don't want that to happen again. Just one time, brother. His sins can either be forgiven or not.

"Are you guys fighting?" papa asked while looking at me and Arzhan in turn.

"They are like cats and dogs."

"Doesn't that match you, Fateeh?"

"Papa don't know."

"If there is a problem, solve it well. Especially you Arzhan, you are more mature, you should be able to understand the attitude of your little brother."

"Adults are sometimes tired, Pah. Don't always ask us to understand all the children's attitudes."

Everyone at the dinner table reacted the same. Wonder what Arzhan said.

"Si, what are you doing to make Arzhan angry?" ask Mama. Despite not asking, Papa's gaze was quite representative. He was also curious about my answer.

"That, Mah. Iksia-"

"He claims to be my girlfriend, Pah."

Uhuk!

Mama immediately got Papa Indra a drink.

"Alea is angry" continued Arzhan.

Alea? who her?

"Alea? You mean you're still in a relationship with him?"

Make connections? What the hell is this? Why do you know him too?

"Our relationship is still good."

"What are you guys ...."

"Still approach stage. Maybe if it's right, we'll get back into a relationship officially."

"Yahuuuy! If you're a big sister, it means I don't have to wait long."

"You should be a doctor first, Fateeh!"

What does this mean?

"Bah, I'm leaving first, yeah."

"Why so bad? It's still morning. With Arzhan?"

"I'm going to Hilda's house first. I'm being driven by a driver, Pah. I also have a replacement car. So no need to use my car anymore."

"Yes, be careful on the road, honey."

"Yes, Ma."

When I was on the doorstep, I heard Arzhan say goodbye to Mama and Papa.

"Sir, let's go." I waved at the driver who was wiping the windshield of my car.

"Come, sir." I ran and asked the driver to start the car immediately.

I'm like being chased by ghosts, but not necessarily Arzhan wants to catch up with me, right? Who knows, he should leave in the morning.

Why do I expect him to try?

Ckiiiitttt

"Awww, Sir. Why the sudden brake, anyway?"

"Sorry, Non. That, anu."

Arzhan's? Oh, my God, what's he doing?

Arzhan approached the driver's door, knocked on the window and asked the driver to get out of the car. There's nothing my driver can do but talk to his master.

"What the hell, anyway!"

Arzhan ignored my words, he stepped on the accelerator so deep that the speed of our vehicle went so fast.

Is he angry?

"Sister, don't spit!"

Arzhan didn't heed my words. Even though I was screaming and even hitting him, he wasn't poking at all.

"Nyebelin tau!" I cried when the car stopped in front of the school.

I cried, and she didn't care at all.

When I get home from school, maybe Arzhan will come back to pick me up by force. That's why I asked Papa and Mama to pick me up. Arzhan would not dare to face Papa especially Mama.

"What's up, honey? Tumbens."

I was crying as much as I could.

"Well, why cry? What was? You're all right, aren't you?" ask Papa Indra worriedly.

"I don't want to be picked up by Arzhan, he's naughty. Anyway Papa the same Mama should pick me up today."

"Arzhan why else? Let Papa get angry with him."

"No need, anyway I want Papa to pick you up. Point."

"Yes, yes. Papa will take you to school. What time are you home?"

"Hour one. Just don't be late."

"Yes, ready!"

I hope time goes very slowly, it is inconceivable what would happen if Arzhan picked me up.

When the school bell rang, I immediately called Papa Indra. I wish he had gotten in front of the school.

"Where is papa?"

"Till in a minute."

"What the hell, anyway. I told you not to be late."

"Sorry, Honey. I met with a client first. We'll be here soon."

"Miss, yes, Pah."

Anxiety grew as I walked outside the school. Looking here and there to make sure there's no car there.

Thank goodness safe.

"Iksia, I'm first, yeah."

"Don't ...." I whine at Hilda.

"Why are you, anyway? It was crying this morning, now it's crying again. So sensitive today."

"Well, I'll pick you up, we can go shopping later, okay? Please wait a minute."

"Can't, Iksia. Today I have to go home because my sister is sick."

There's no reason for me to hold Hilda back any longer.

"Yes already. O, yes. Here, Hil. Make the added cost of your sister's treatment."

"Actually I'm not good at receiving money from you too often, but Iksia honestly, I really need this money."

"Tomorrow. Tomorrow I'll add more. You don't worry. I'll also bring food for you and your sister."

"Activity ...."

"Don't cry, it's the angkot coming. Gih, go home."

"Thank you, yeah. You are my best friend."

Hilda waved her hand as she was about to enter the angkot. Away behind the angkot, I saw my car speeding away.

"That's Brother. Well, how am I supposed to do now? I did this, duhhhh."

When Arzhan stopped in front of me, at the same time Papa Indra's car across the road arrived.

"Does, wait." Arzhan blocked my steps.

"I went home with Papa and Mama, Brother."

"Darling, wait a minute. I'm sorry if I was wrong. Honey, just wait a minute."

"Darling ...." Papa shouted while waving his hand.

"Papa is waiting, brother. Sorry."

Arzhan looks disappointed when I go with Papa and Mama.

Sorry, Sis. For a while I wanted us to stay away.