Unforgettables

Jealousy 2

The morning had arrived, Fika and Arga had been getting ready to go to school. After a long silence between the two during breakfast. Until finally Arga called Fika to immediately go down and leave.

"Old lo!" Sewot Arga when he saw Fika who had just come out through the door.

"Sorry, Fika forgot to take a cape."

Fika ran over to Arga who was leaning on her sprot car. And without caring about Fika anymore, the guy immediately opened the door and threw his bag into the car.

"Splash!" Arga then got into the car. While Fika ran around Arga's car and entered sitting next to Arga.

"Den, I'm sorry someone's up ahead?" Said the security guard Arga suddenly came knocking on the glass of Arga's car.

"Who?"

"Wow, you don't know. It's just that mamang never saw non Fika come home with him."

Arga frowned then looked at Fika questioningly.

"Fika doesn't know. Who ever nganter Fika home just Iqbal. Is that maybe Iqbal?

Hearing Fika's words, immediately made Arga throw away her face.

"No need to handle the mang. We're leaving late."

"But how's he doing?"

"Essir him."

"But den-"

"No one wants to talk about it anymore, we want to go."

Mang Tono breathed a sigh of resignation. "Dad den."

Arga's car started to run out. Just passed the gate but Arga was forced to stop it again because there was someone there who actually deliberately blocked the road of his car with a motorbike. That certainly makes Arga upset. Arga also pressed his car horn in a row.

Tid!tid!tid!tid!

Unfortunately, the man seemed reluctant to leave.

"Let's die!" Gertak Arga's.

Arga turned off his car engine immediately and opened the car door violently. Fika who is still inside is worried about a fight between Arga and Iqbal there. Want to not want him to come down from Arga's car.

"Surge lo!" Shouting Arga.

Cowo who is now sitting on the red sports bike was moved to open his helmet showed his face that was beaming. Now these two handsome and rich men throw cold glances at each other.

"How do I not want to?"

Arga sharpened his gaze. "That means you're looking to die with me."

Iqbal grinned. The guy got off his bike. Not one bit intending to get out. The man's gaze was sidetracked with Fika who was still standing rigidly beside Arga's car.

"Fik, you're with me." Invite Iqbal to relax even completely do not care about the existence of Arga there.

"Lo don't be afraid Fik, no one will hurt you while I'm here."

Looks like Iqbal's words were just meant for Arga. And Arga himself certainly understood it. One thing to note, Arga that guy will never let go. What is within his grasp will be there forever. If anyone seizes it then it must face him directly .

Iqbal moved and pulled Fika's free arm, the man was about to lead Fika to his motorbike. But of course Arga will not let it go. Arga himself immediately swiftly grabbed Fika's left hand to keep her by his side.

"Lo thinks it'll be that easy? Pass me first if you can." Arga looked serious about his words. Even the grip on Fika's arm felt very strong. That cowo really won't let go.

"Lo think I'm scared?"

Arga gritted his jaw, as did Iqbal. The grip of the two men suddenly strengthened in the hands of Fika. Fika could feel the pain.

Arga pulled Fika up to his body and hit the chest field belonging to the man. "Lo want to take him off smoothly? Or do I want to do something rough?"

Arga's words sounded sad and frightening. But it doesn't seem to be for Iqbal. Not to let go of Fika, but Iqbal just presumptuously grabbed the slender waist Fika pulled him and threw him with her body.

"Now Fika is with me."

What a force these two guys are really strong. Even refusing is difficult. Fika was given no chance to resist or resist. He was only able to resign in the waves landed on the chest of Arga or Iqbal chest. However, he was unable to fight both.

Arga's gaze sharpened. His hands were already firmly clenched beside his pants pocket. That might be ready to lift back a hard blow for Iqbal.

"Put your hands off Darisana." Arga's tone was full of emphasis. Signifying it is really serious.

Not releasing. It seemed like Iqbal was tightening his arms around Fika's waist. Even Fika to hold Iqbal's chest with her hands so that her body is not more attached to the man. "Iqbal." Said Fika.

Fika tried to struggle but Iqbal did not let it go in the least. "Lo's safe with me Fik." Keep that guy.

"Gue remembered you once again." Arga again. Arga's anger seems to have reached his crown. It will soon explode. Prepare for World War 3.

The thing that makes Arga's anger explode at this time is not because Iqbal who did not also let go of his embrace but because the man sassyly kissed the top of Fika's head deliberately.

Arga growls like a wolf ready to pounce on its prey. Iqbal's actions this time have crossed the line. Nah! Arga won't let him do more than that. Arga's handbooks had hardened strongly, his veins creeping clearly visible in his whitened hands.

"Lo time is up!" Arga pulled Fika roughly until Fika gasped and was in the back position of Arga. While Arga himself has grabbed the collar forward Iqbal strong.

"Why are you angry Ga?" Ask her plain Iqbal. Either just his innocence or indeed the man was provoking Arga's emotions deeper.

"BACOT LO!"

Bugs!

Arga hit Iqbal hard in the face until the guy staggered into his own motorcycle. Iqbal was able to feel the pain on his face right now. But Arga did not let him off guard in the least. Because now Arga again gripped Iqbal's collar, lifting it until the face of the two parallel.

"Lo stepped outside the warning line. And this is punishment for the offender!"

Bugs!

Bugs!

Bugs!

"That's!" Fika screamed as she could she grabbed Arga's shoulder trying to pull him away from Iqbal. But unfortunately Arga is too strong, the guy still gives his punch to Iqbal until the guy is limped weak even his body has collapsed.

"Arga stop! Arga please.." Fika almost cried, she was really not strong anymore to see Iqbal who had been weak with a face bruised full of blood due to Arga's blow.

"ARGUS STOP!" Fika's shout this time made the guy stop. Arga turned to look at Fika with a flaming look. His emotions had not yet come down, but when the eye caught a tear that had broken from Fika's brown eyes, the burning anger was extinguished instantly.

"Arga's enough.." Fika's voice sounded raucous. He was scared, really scared. What Arga has done has made him fear especially by looking at the current state of Iqbal.

Arga's hand was moved to grab Fika's arm but at that moment Fika stepped back. Fika avoid Arga? Well, the girl was too scared, afraid that Arga would hurt her too. "Fik," call Arga soft.

"Serr." Arga tried to touch Fika's shoulder but how surprised he was when Fika brushed off his arm.

"Please Ga, give me some time for Iqbal. You've made him hurt!" Fika's voice sounded trembling, the girl held all the anger and fear together. This time his heart hurt. Why did Arga hit Iqbal? And why can't Arga get Iqbal close to him? Is that how Arga hates Fika? Even to have a friend he destroyed.

"Serr."

"Fika will come with Arga. But please give me some time for Fika to take Iqbal!!" Now Fika's tone is rising making Arga himself speechless. The cowo stood stiff with an expression unable to be read. The next second Arga regained control of himself and put his blood-stained arm in his pocket.

He stepped back and quietly leaned his body in the car while watching Fika who was treating Iqbal.

A few minutes later.

"Iqbal if still sick do not first go to school. Later Fika permission to the homeroom Iqbal."

"Not to Fik. I'm fine, just a small wound doang."

"What little injury? Gini bruise. Iqbal don't go to school. Iqbal should rest at home." Fika Kebuh.

Iqbal smiled sweetly even though it was a little sore but the guy was unmitigated to smile making Fika a little relieved. "So you care about me?"

"Be careful, Iqbal is Fika's best friend."

Iqbal broke his smile back. "Dad, but you also have to trust Fik, if I don't have to."

Iqbal touched the top of Fika's head dear. "Gue is a tough guy. Just a little punch like this won't stop me from chasing you Fik."

Fika hits Iqbal's shoulder without any energy. "Apazis. Ngawur mulu."

Iqbal gave a small laugh then pinched Fika's chubby cheeks with anxiety. "Gue seriously beb."

"Gee!" Fika grimaced and then brushed Iqbal's hand off her cheek. "It hurts."

"Lod."

Miris well it feels to watch the intimacy in the middle of the scorching morning sun. Of course, the familiarity that is now taking place is witnessed by a cold-blooded man who does not stop staring at the two people who are happy there.

Upset, angry, hurt mixed. But what is his power. Currently the guy named Arga is not able to do anything. Sadist it feels to see the scene in the gebet tuh people. Especially not considered. The pain shot to the bone.

"Ekhem." Arga cleared his throat, making the two men who were laughing crisply stop. It seems like Fika and Iqbal have forgotten Arga's whereabouts there. Haha.. paused! Oops sorry my greget.

"Done. Iqbal don't move too much. Later the wound will open again, Iqbal olesin this is just fine. Can it be alone?"

"Can't."

"Well, can't time?"

"Gue wants her smeared with you."

"Gee! You spoiled bastard."

"Sir papa. I'm just like you doang."

"Jeez. fuck off Bal." Fika shook her head feeling amused herself with Iqbal's sweet-increasing talk this morning.

"Ekhem." Deheman's voice was heard. Fika immediately cleaned the medicine box there and put it back in her bag. He got up followed by Iqbal who also got up from his seat.

"Iqbal, Fika go first yeah."

"Okay, take care of yourself. If he's a macem-macem, call me right away."

Fika smile. "Arga won't hurt Fika. Trust me."

"OK deh. I'll watch you from behind."

"Hem. yaudah is up to Iqbal."

Fika turned around and stepped closer to Arga. The cowo looked at him mysteriously.

"Udah finished?" Ask Arga suddenly.

"Udah." Answer Fika briefly.

"That's how we go now."

Fika nodded and without waiting for Arga's order again, she immediately got into the guy's car.

"Gue tipped Fika." Said Iqbal still brave to Arga.

Arga does not care about Iqbal's words, the man turns around and opens the car door but before that Arga again sees Iqbal.

"Lo has no right." The cold Arga speech made Iqbal grin horribly.

"Lo has no right to him either. He does not belong to anyone right now. But..."

Iqbal stepped closer to Arga.

"Gue's sure he'll be mine later."

Iqbal's smile disappeared when he saw Arga who actually smiled tilted at him.

"And before he was lo's."

"Gue will belong to him first."

Sorry so long ago well up her.I'm sorry guys. Because last week I was sick so I couldn't write a story.

In this honest chapter as the author himself I really greget the same Arga. Hehe, I created his character myself.

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Little leak. For the next chapters Arga will begin to understand his feelings looh.

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♡Arga Aldiano♡