UNDESIRABLE

III

I packed some clothes and other equipment. Not forgetting the drinking cup and toothbrush, it was a very important personal item for me. I packed a lot of pants because I remembered Arkan's words. Wait, why do I have to follow his words, he himself is not so important with a permit.

I pulled my mini suitcase out of the room. Arkan was standing while looking at me.

"Oho~ I think a rich soldier you will not understand about fashion." I satirize him while occasionally justifying the hair.

"So cool" he said it made me want to throw this suitcase in his face.

Arkan told me about what was going to happen in mess. Like sirens, the sound of walky talky continues to light up, then the situation is gripping impromptu. I have to save water and only take a bath once.

"How will my hair be?" manyworry.

"Hey shouldn't be your habit at home, right?"

"You mean? So you think because I'm poor I used to live so hard? Please yes, I'm not as poor as you think even though it's far from rich" I said turning my face to the window.

"Once in a while try to think before talking, if you need to be honest all the words you have said are almost all sick. Try to think about my feelings sometimes, it's not hard." I let out all my frustration that could no longer be saved. Arkan was able to respond to me in disbelief and then he refocused on driving and did not say anything.

Arkan brought me to my father's house, I don't know what his purpose is because I don't want to talk to him at the moment so I don't ask him. Dad hugged me tightly, then hugged Arkan as well. Arkan told me to prepare dinner, I can't believe he told me like this.

During my cooking, dad and Arkan had a light conversation. Sometimes I could hear them both laughing. I was about to call dad and Arkan for dinner but I paused my intention for a moment.

"Did Geya cause you trouble after marriage?" ask me to sip coffee.

"That's all." replied Arkan.

"Dad knows you've never met but have to get married. Forgive me if Geya's education background makes you ashamed, don't blame Geya. It was my father who was wrong for not being able to give it up. I know usually the soldier will marry a doctor or other hospital worker, but according to the father it is only because the word 'usually' aja. I was really happy when your dad came and proposed to Geya for Arkan. Rich in lottery because Geya can marry a rich soldier son Arkan gini. Geya it's not already had a mother, I think his mother son Arkan will think of him as a child not only son-in-law, yes." I could see Dad crying and Arkan gave him a tissue.

And so with me, I cried because of all the words you said. Dad must have been very, very lonely after I got married. Dad has no one but me.

"Thank you dad." I muttered in tears and called the two to dinner soon.

"Dad kangen very similar to your cooking, son" he said eat with greed.

"Definitely want Arkan to eat well every day right, Geya masakin." I looked at Arkan. He nodded slowly, this is the first time he has tasted my cooking. I'm happy that Arkan ended up eating the food I made and even finished it.

"Ah, dad. I'm with Geya here to stay the night before I go to work tomorrow. It just so happens that Geya is now a journalist." I was shocked to hear that I was a journalist. I forgot to tell him. My father prayed for me very abundantly, and of course he allowed us to stay the night.

"There's only one room here" I said, giving him a towel. Arkan spread the towel.

"Barbie?"

"That's mine, already washed kok~ there bathe~. I'm gonna get changed." I pushed her body out of the room.

I exhaled. "So, me and Arkan will sleep one room and one bed? Why am I nervous at all." I slapped both of my cheeks and rushed to change clothes. I still have some nightgowns in this room. It seems like my father used to clean my room, it was clean even on the table or the closet there was no dust at all. I got the nightgown given by Liona.

"Males are like this yes, really dirty." I said grabbing a towel and hanging it. I went back to look for cardingan but did not meet at all. I covered my chest with a pin and then with one breath I tried to walk to bed without being nervous.

"Would you sleep in a chair?" ask when you want to pull the blanket.

"First of all, how will I be comfortable." I nodded and turned my back. It didn't take me long to sleep I thought I was asleep but suddenly I was woken up by Arkan.

Her breath was severed as I turned to her. He's been bedded. "Why you?" tanyaku shuffled to sit.

"You know, your back is a lot more tempting than your chest that you cover up" he said, kissing my lips.

I was silent because I was really surprised. "Geya~" he called made me realize. Arkan smiled and kissed me again. Is this the feeling of the first night?.

I feel like my body is so hot that my breath is hunting. My body works on its own without me noticing. His smile, his whispers made me crazy about Arkan.

All I could hear right now was the sound of my breathing and Arkan's breathing. Sometimes he also heard Arkan whispering my name, until finally Arkan's phone rang.

When he put his phone on, Arkan quickly pushed me. He looked at me but then looked the other way.

"Where are you now?" tanyanya's worried.

"I'll pick you up now." he turned off the call and put his shirt back on. Arkan came down my body to the bed.

"Where are you going?" ask me with a vibrating tone.

"I have to pick Alifa up, she's fighting with her husband. I can't leave him alone."

"Keep, how am I? you'd care if I was alone?" eyes glazed. My chest's tight.

"I'm gabisa ngebiarin Alifa."

"What if I don't let you leave?"

"Please don't get rich gini, okay? Alifa will be number one for me. I don't like you whining rich gini." Arkan snapped at me, he ruffled his hair, looked at me for a moment and then walked out of the room. My tears broke, even when it was like this he still chose Alifa. Arkan would rather hurt me than hurt Alifa. I shut my mouth so as not to scream, I was afraid that Dad would hear my cry.

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