Unforgettables

Fingers

The warning!

In reading this chapter, you need to be more heart-felt. Because this chapter will lead you to mixed feelings. So please be patient.and also this chapter is longer than the previous chapter.

Just go straight to read...

The night breeze blew, the glittering lights illuminated the blue sports car's journey through the beautiful city road. The two people who had been silent since then were only able to interact with each other's fantasies.

Arga who had been driving was only focused on the road in front of him. While the girl beside him, only able to bow shyly while twitching with her own fingers.

Tonight is an important night for Arga as well as a surprising night for both. Arga had gotten out of control as he was no longer able to hold himself back from kissing Fika. She knew, Fika must still be shocked by her treatment earlier. But what can I do? Everything has happened. If I'm honest, Arga doesn't regret it at all.

Even since the first car he runs, the guy occasionally steals a glance at Fika to see her beautiful face has really appeased his heart. His polar soul has melted like ice cream exposed to the warmth of the sun.

Arga cars are traveling at standard speeds, the streets at night are quite stretchy so that both are able to see the beautiful cityscape.

After an hour on a long journey for both of them. They finally reached their destination. A black towering gate with a golden complexion opens automatically when the Arga sports car just gets there. Arga planted the gas and drove back after then the gate closed back by itself. The gate of a Mantion is like a gate that uses a type of sensor. And only certain people can pass through that gate.

Coincidentally, the Arga car license plate already has its own special identity so that it can reverse the type of sensor to detect who the car owner is.

After passing through the gate, the distance of Mention is certainly still far. Therefore Arga needs a few more minutes to reach Mention. From a distance already seen the glittering lights that filled the garden lit up so bright that one could tell there was a big party there. Arga did not want to wait too long. He added speed until the blue sports car arrived right in front of Mention.

Fika who felt that Arga's car had stopped taking the initiative to get off the man's car immediately, but unexpected things happened when Arga actually held his arm until their gazes met each other.

"Wait a minute." Arga's gentle word, Fika is still silent, she doesn't know what to say. When precisely Arga showed his smile again after then immediately run away from the car.

Lately it feels like Fika's heart and heart are really tested out. Not to mention seeing the cool, sweet and handsome smile of Arga had made his heart melt and his heart explode at the same time. Both of Fika's beautiful sparkling eyes that he has not yet released to observe Arga out there. Cowo in a black tuxedo ran around the front of the car and stopped next to Fika's exit.

Unexpectedly, Arga opened the door for Fika and extended one hand to her.

Want me to scream! Inner Fika shrieked.

Without having to wait any longer, spontaneously smooth white smooth hand Fika also grabbed Arga's stocky arm and Arga quickly squeezed it gently while Fika lowered her legs from the car and stood perfectly opposite Arga.

Arga smiled warmly again. Aarghs! Really don't do that, Fika really can't do it anymore!

"Lo why?" Ask Arga in a subtle tone.

"No, no." Said Fika while bowed down in shame, he could no longer look at the man let alone with their very close distance.

"Don't be afraid. I'm with you."

Hearing Arga's speech just now, no denying to Fika****back his shy smile. No matter what demon possessed Arga tonight, the treatment was very gentle and very sweet to hear. Even if the other woman who heard it would instantly fall in love with him.

"Come on." Arga bent his elbow beside Fika. It gave an excuse for Fika to hold on to the guy's arm. And that was what Fika did. The two threw meaningful smiles and then stepped inside Mantion.

The sound of the violin chanting was clearly heard from the moment the two passed through the magnificent and luxurious Mention door. The distinctive sound of the party of the rich elegant and honorable is already common Arga heard. As for Fika, it was her first time experiencing it.

When entering the party room, the view of the luxurious interior of France is so strong and attached there. Crystal lights glow side by side with almost close proximity. Ancient paintings of French history adorn every roof wall covered in gold. Luxury chairs and tables have been arranged so neatly. As well as people in formal clothes mingling filled the room.

Arga and Fika went down the small stairs from near the entrance. In addition they were greeted by a red carpet before they reached the banquet.

The first impression for Fika who had just experienced this was only able to be astonished by this luxurious welcome. He was also treated with respect by everyone.

Everyone who was there was also interested in the two people who were walking in rhythm, they smiled warmly looking at the two as if they were welcoming a pair of happy kings and queens.

Fika is not used to being the center of attention, she certainly does not like it. Therefore, since then Fika has been glaring his grip to Arga's arm. Arga was able to feel the nervousness of Fika, he tried to smile to everyone they passed to honor them. While his right arm grabbed Fika's cooling arm. Fika felt Arga's arm in her hand. Feels warm and serene. He felt protected in the warmth of the man. The nervousness that he was worried about just vanished just like that, somewhere.

"Just calm. Don't be nervous." Arga's whispers made Fika even more calm.

"SIZE!"

The loud sound of someone shouting made Arga and Fika turn at the same time towards the source of the sound.

It turned out to be Andre's voice, the tanned-haired man waving his hand giving instructions for Arga to approach him. There he is also not alone, but as usual the complete formation there is Nico and Willy beside him. Understand that these three men are also born rich, parties like this they have often attended. Therefore, the four handsome and rich men can be called the type of dream men of women.

Arga also leads Fika to walk up to Andre and the others there.

"Weeeh the boss the longer the more cute? But it still holds me. You're still at the level of the average boss." Hearing Andre's renunciation just now made Arga and Fika chuckle. While Nico and Willy they are both trying to refrain from vomiting.

"Oh, boss." Andre pulled Arga's arm suddenly, making the guy frown at him.

"Well, what's wrong with me?" Ask Arga cynically.

"Kalem boss, I won't kiss you either."

"Gue sleding lo if I do that."

"Hehe. iyeh promise me." Seringai Andre while brandishing his palm in front of Arga swearing sign. "Galak bener the boss. Serem knows."

"What's wrong?" Tanya Arga is still sullen.

"Hehe. no boss just wants it."

"What's that?"

"That's boss, where did you bring the angel?"

Arga turned towards Andre's gaze, it turned out that Andre meant Fika. Arga who was not willing to Andre looked at him immediately shook Andre's head until the man grimaced. "Aish!"

"Your eyes are going to come out." The Arga's.

"Guildly the lo boss. Cuman see doang stingy very. Uh but who's the boss? How do I feel I just saw him? You hired a model?"

"Model nutmeg lo! You didn't know him?"

Andre frowned and looked back at Fika from a distance, watching her from head to toe. Trying to remember who the lucky lady Arga brought tonight is.

"Boss, I'm not bego. No need to know your boss about new quality know your taste."

"Lo the one who's shy bego!"

"What is the boss then? I swear I never met a girl as beautiful as that, wah crazy if he met me first I've wrapped up the dah serious."

"Wrap you think he's rice sitting on a pack? Your eyes are already cataracted, your fingers can't recognize him."

"Boss, please yeah. My eyes are healthy wal afiat meningan lo do not shy boss. I'm not easily fooled."

"Serah lo. I'm going there again." Arga was about to step away from Andre, but instead Andre pulled him back.

"Wait for the boss, etdah play unplug aja lo. I'm done talking."

"What else?" Grumpy Arga. The cowo looked at Fika again because the girl looked uncomfortable, because it seemed Nico and Willy did not realize that time it was Fika.

"Gue can't contact the boss with him?" Andre's grin made Arga roll his eyes lazily and then throw the man's arm.

"It's right you."

"Hehe. That's dong boss! Thanks yak." Andre walked ahead of Arga after patting the guy on the shoulder. Andre looked so excited and he immediately stood right in front of Fika. It could be seen Fika was a little surprised by the sudden arrival of Andre.

"Hi." A good start. Andre showed his handsome smile while waving his hand. While Fika who saw it actually frowned confused with Andre's behavior to her. What is this kid's relationship?

"Ha. hi." Answer confused Fika.

"The new Lo is here? We can be acquaintances first, yeah?"

"Huh? Um.." Fika tries to find the figure of Arga who is now seen walking towards him. Arga could already guess Fika's expression. He looked so confused, that Arga held back his laughter.

"Gue Andre's. The most handsome guy at Wijaya High School, whose name is he?" Andre said as he extended his hand.

Fika speechless, Andre really doesn't recognize her? Oh, my God, that's a strange thing. But it looks really funny to Fika. Was the change too drastic? So that Arga's friends do not recognize him?

Instead of returning Andre's hand. Fika just laughed a little making the three men beside her frown strangely.

"Andre, I'm telling you I know each other. Don't you know me?"

Fika's words just made Andre turn to Arga. While the guy just shrugged both his shoulders indifferently. Nico and Willy look curious, they both look at each other and then look back at Fika who is still laughing.

"Who are you?" Ask Andre at last.

Fika stopped her laughter and replaced it with the sweetest smile the four men had ever seen. He returned Andre's hand and said.

"I know, I'm Fika Pricilla."

"WHAT!!!" Shouted all three at the same time.

Andre is in disbelief, while Nico and Willy do not take their eyes off Fika. And Arga himself he just smiled obliquely at the expression of his three companions who were in sudden shock.

"Don't be kidding me!" Shouted Andre still could not accept the reality.

"Who's kidding?" Fika then laughed again.

The gaping Andre saw the appearance of Fika and the tip of his head to his feet and then looked at the horror of Arga there. "Boss...lo rombak the Fika where?"

Instead of answering Andre's question, Arga grabbed Fika's arm and pulled her beside him. "Secret." Arga.

"Fik, we're really pangling the same lo swear!" Nico said in comment.

"My same as well. I thought you were the model Arga hired." Willy said.

"That's not just me who is suspicious of you boss. But they also think it's rich." Andrr said sarcastically.

Arga smiled obliquely. "But now you know, so don't worry about it. Lebay lo on."

"Fik, can I bring you a drink not for you?" Andre's bluntness suddenly made Arga narrow his eyes in alarm.

"Harp. eng.."

"Let me just." Selah Arga's.

"Apasi Ga, my man who nawarin him first. Why are you nyosor." My instructor Andre doesn't accept.

"Elo's playing nyosor!" Ketus Arga makes Andre astounded.

"Udah, don't debate. Fik mending with me. We'll get cake there yuk." Willy who also joined the nyosor even without further ado to stick with Fika's arm, but calm down.. Arga won't let that happen. Arga instead grabbed Fika's slender waist and attached it to her body.

"We're getting out of here." Cold talk Arga. It makes Fika goosebumps, but she still agrees.

Finally Arga and Fika walked to where various types of drinks were located.

"What do you want to drink?" Ask Arga while showing her how many drinks there are.

"So much as Arga."

Arga grabbed the melon juice for Fika, as only the juice drink was safest there. The rest was mixed with alcohol.

"Arga?" The bass voice of someone calling Arga from behind made the guy turn his head.

"Eh and Hendra." Arga greeted the middle-aged man respectfully and politely. They shook hands with each other and threw familiar smiles.

"Long time I haven't seen you, how are you now?"

"As you can see, Arga is fine. How about yourself?"

"More than a good word."

These two men of different ages were throwing laughter at each other. They look so familiar like a father and son. Fika who watched them was only able to smile especially seeing Arga laughing happily as it made her heart feel calm.

"Well, how else. Since coming to America, you rarely stop by your home. Besides, he's always busy with work."

"Gakpapa om, Arga understands the busyness of om. Meet with om here Arga was happy. Maybe we can meet again next time.

"Rubber, that's right. Arga, you're a very talented boy. You will be a great man someday. Like your grandfather."

Arga smile. "Thank you, but my target is to exceed Grandpa."

Hendra laughs. "Om believe. You can definitely surpass your grandfather."

"Thank you for that."

"By the way, didn't you meet your father?"

Arga. "He's here?"

Hendra nodded after then patting Arga on the shoulder. "Find him son, he lost control without you. How he's still your father."

Arga was silent.

"Son, meet him for just this once."

For Arga is not an easy thing to see his father, because indeed their relationship has been strained for a long time, everyone close to Arga of course knows it. But for this time, after he thought for the umpteenth time. Arga will try to give his father a chance. Arga finally agrees to meet his father.

"Okay, just this time." Arga said seriously. Hendra smiled and patted Arga proudly on the shoulder.

"You're a grown-up Arga. I'm always proud of you."

"Again thanks again."

"Well, I'll tell your father. Then I'll call you."

Arga nodded, a moment later Hendra waltzed away.

"Arga.." the gentle voice of the woman who had been standing behind him made Arga return from her complicated thoughts. The cowo turned around and looked at Fika meaningfully.

"Arga gakpapa, right?" Fika asked looked worried.

"Gue gakpapa's. Just calm down." Arga then pulled Fika's arm. "You wanna dance?"

"Huh?" Fika. Arga seriously asked her to dasa?

"But Arga.. Fika can't."

Holy hooch! Fika almost wanted to scream. But he held it all his might. Arga's warm hand made Fika goosebumps instantly. He could no longer see the gaze of the eagle Arga. Or he'll be completely numb.

Arga takes Fika to the dance floor, they mingle with the people there. Arga pulls slowly Fika and Fika follow the rhythm of Arga's body movements. Arga pulled at Fika's waist guiding her and embracing her. Keduamya threw meaningful smiles at each other.

"Why?" Fika asked was curious about Arga's gaze which never let go of her gaze.

"Lo pretty."

DEG!

The heat! The heat! Fika could not help her smile anymore. Already the umpteenth time Arga makes it blush like a strawberry, words that come out of Arga's mouth although simple but can make it float greeting butterflies that are now tickling in his stomach.

Arga restrained her smile as she could also feel that Fika had baper with her words just now. And suddenly a wild idea came to his mind. Arga smiled ignorantly for a moment then his hand grabbed Fika's tiny chin, making him look up at her face. Really Arga could not bear to see the innocent and innocent face of Fika at this time. He looks confused, shocked, scared, embarrassed everything is mixed up.

Until Arga increasingly launched his desire. Arga brought her face closer to Fika's. Both noses touched each other. Fika's tiny lips almost touched Arga's. That moment..

The cup!

Fika glares. He reflex squeezed the Arga tusedo while Arga further tightened his grip on Fika's waist. Fika is unable to move because Arga locks the movement. And at that moment Arga immediately kissed Fika's lips a second time.

Dert..

The sound of Arga's mobile phone vibration had blown away the intimacy of the two. But before Arga grabbed her phone, she gently stroked Fika's cheek. "Attent."

Fika who still looks in shock repeatedly it can nod resignedly. Arga was completely in control of her. Even Lebib often makes him a heart attack.

"Fik, I'm staying a while, right?" Ask Arga.

"Dad, gakpapa."

"Gue's just for a minute, you don't go anywhere. Or join Nico and the others there."

"Hem. iyeah."

Arga gave her smile, and the next second she roasted away. Fika was still standing near the table before proposing to go back to where Bico and the others were but for a moment she was just about to leave. Someone's hand held him first.

"Fika?"

Feeling familiar with the voice, Fika turned around and immediately acted happy to see someone she rarely met.

"Sister Gino!"

Fika immediately reflex hugged the guy in a silver tuxedo suit, the laughter of the two broke out. Fika's longing for Gino is no longer explainable.  For him Gino is his brother and Gino already considers Fika as his own biological sister. Although he is rarely close to Fika, Gino always pays attention to Fika as long as he can.

"Did you miss me?" Gino asked while hugging Fika tightly.

"So big brother."

"Me too."

Somewhere else.

Arga was standing outside the mantion right next to the mantion. The cowo was still silent while enjoying the beautiful mantion view outside. Together with the gusts of the night wind hit his handsome face.

"You're here?"

The typical bass sound of a man familiar to Arga approached him and stood beside Arga.

"What's wrong?" Ask Arga to the point.

While the man next to him leaned his body facing the opposite direction to Arga.

"You know what I want to talk about."

Arga gnashed his jaw and then sighed.

"It's not important. I'm perhi first."

Arga will go and walk.

"Don't be impudent you Arga. I am your real father!" Firmly the man while throwing his cigarette butts in any direction.

Somehow since when, Arga had been clenching his arms strong. And then chuckle crisply.

"The man who has abandoned his son and wife for years, are you still not ashamed to call yourself Father?"

The atmosphere became more tense. Arga was still standing straight back against the man who was now grinding his jaw.

"See what you say Arga."

Arga chuckled again.  And then turned to stare firmly at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"It's true, isn't it? Why are you angry at something that's true?"

The man in a black tuxedo stepped closer to Arga.

"Don't provoke my anger Arga. You're just a snot who doesn't know anything so don't you dare judge your father!"

"Dad?" Arga suddenly laughed, but his laughter sounded bland rather laughs. "You're not a father. Except for a traitor!"

"SIZE!" The man screamed. His voice sounded full of anger.

"If I knew my father was a bastard. It is better that I never be born in this world than to be ashamed of the depraved behavior of a man like you!"

THE PLAQUE!

"BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU SAY ARGA! YOU CAN GROW UP AND BE BORN INTO A RESPECTABLE FAMILY BECAUSE OF ME! BE POLITE!"

Arga sharpened his gaze. Sharper than usual. It was as if the man was staring at an enemy he wanted to destroy.

"WHAT DIDYOU SAY? BECAUSE YOU? .. AHAHAHA... TO ME YOU'VE BEEN DEAD EVER SINCE YOU LEFT US. EVEN REMEMBERING YOU IS THE WORST THING MY PANTRANG DOES. AS FAR AS YOU KNOW, THIS HONOR AND WEALTH IS NOT FROM YOU BUT FROM THE LATE GRANDFATHER. WHILE YOU? WHAT CAN A MAN LIKE YOU GIVE US? YOU'RE JUST GIVING OUR FAMILY WOUNDS AND CURSES"

THE PLAQUE!

"DISADVANTAGE BOY!"

It was the third slap Arga received from the man who called himself Arga's father. Yang Arga himself did not want to mention his name. For this time Arga let the man forge his face, but for the next time. He would not give her another chance even to touch her. He won't let it.

The middle-aged man stared intently at Arga. Both of them look equally strong. But Arga himself was already feeling nauseous this time, he was sick of seeing the face of the man in front of him.

"If there's nothing more important, I'll say no." Said Arga coldly then turned around and walked in.

"Where are you going Arga!?"

"Arga! Come back or you'll know the consequences! The arga!"

"Based on a brat!"

The man's shout was still very clearly heard in Arga's eardrum. But he didn't want to ignore it at all. To him all the words of that jerk man were just full of lies. Nothing but to make the old wounds deeper.

"Arga?"

Fika ran over to Arga for a moment when she saw the man. But Fika now looks worried because Arga's expression is completely different from before. Even Fika was even more shocked when she found red marks on both cheeks Arga. Is that a slap? But who would dare to slap Arga? What the hell is going on? Fika's mind twitched incoherently.

He grabbed Arga's face, grabbed her with his two soft hands.

"Arga cheek you? You kanapa? You're done in slap?" Fika was really worried right now especially Arga did not respond at all to him the guy just looked at her flat.

"Arga please say! What exactly is going on? Who's saying this to you?"

Arga was still silent, but the man grabbed Fika's hand which was on her face. Makes Fika even more astonished.

Suddenly, Arga lowered Fika's hand from her cheek. "Argha.."

Fika. As Arga opened her palms and kissed them so gently, Fika could feel a strange sting on her body. Arga kissed her palm so carefully as if Arga did not want to injure even the slightest bit of the white and delicate skin of Fika.

"Sorry." Gentle Arga speech.

Fika doesn't understand why Arga apologized to her. It's getting more confused.

"Sorry? Sorry for what?" Ask Fika.

Arga did not answer. The man pulled Fika's hand and took her out of the mantion.

"Arga wait! Where are we going?"

Arga still did not answer. The cowo gripped Fika's wrist. Even this time Fika was able to feel pain in her hands.

"Arga.. Where are we going?" Ask Fika again.

And that made Arga stop his steps. The cowo turned around, and how shocked Fika was. Arga's expression and outlook changed drastically. Arga who was soft and sweet has now returned to the figure of Arga cold and cruel.

Arga gave a sharp look at Fika. It made Fika come back scared when she saw it.

"We're home." Arga said ketus and cold.

"But party? Arga.."

Fika was again pulled by Arga. The man walked up to his car and opened the car door violently.

"Lake in." Arga. Fika fell silent she looked at Arga full of fear.

"ENTER FIKA!" Arga Sentak.

Fika felt surprised instead of playing, the girl again quivered in fear. It was a feeling he often felt when he faced the cruel Arga. And now he feels it again. That cold and cruel Arga had returned. Fika really feels like crying. Where was the sweet and gentle Arga? Does happiness only last here?

Fika no longer wants to be angry with Arga. He followed Arga's instructions and got into the car. After the two entered, Arga immediately started his car engine and drove at medium speed.

Fika was unable to say anything, the two fell silent to each other. Soluble in his own emotions and thoughts. Honestly if he saw Fika's current state, he was really scared. How not? He who was comfortable with the attitude of Arga who so appreciated him then suddenly fell back with the return of Arga's attitude that made him very uncomfortable.

Arga's cell phone ring suddenly sounded. And the guy picked it up.

"What's Alisia?"

Fika looked at Arga.

Who's Aliasia? Inner Fica.

"What's!? Okay wait a minute, I'll go straight there. Don't cry, I won't be long."

Arga's expression looked so worried. Even Fika could feel it. Because of curiosity Fika finally dared herself to ask.

"What's the matter Arga?"

Silence does not answer. The cowo somehow accelerated the speed of his car. And he got back to his phone.

"Hallo Bal's. Lo where?"

Fika is getting confused, and why did Arga contact Iqbal?

"Gue's on xxxx street, you're here to pick up Fika. I have an important need."

Fika. Wait, Arga's gonna drop it here? And leave him alone? Butwhy? Why is he so brave? Is someone named Alisia more important to him? Who exactly is that guy?

"okay." After Iqbal agreed, Arga hung up.

And sure enough, Arga stopped his car and stopped at a small, dark, quiet stop.

"Down." Arga's Word. Fika who had resigned herself to all circumstances no longer wanted to say anything to the man. Without waiting for long Fika made her selbelt and came out quickly.

Arga no longer said anything to him. After Fika stood at the stop. Argapun turned on his car engine again and began walking away at the same time Fika's tears trickled to see the man's departure.

What a meaningless I was in Arga's eyes?

A few minutes Fika let out her emotions and sadness. The sound of a motor approaching him.

"Sorry to wait long?"

Fika smiled forcedly. "Groan."

Iqbal the sensitive guy tyoe is certainly able to feel how Fika feels right now, he also grabbed Fika's cold hand and tried to calm her heart back.

"You want to go home?" Ask me carefully.

Fika was silent for a moment. Of course his mind was fixed with the man who had left him. He could not forget that incident. An event that he did not understand at all.

"Bal, do you know where Arga went?"

Iqbal looked at Fika in disbelief. But the next second the guy returned a soft expression. Iqbal knows Fika must be wondering what Arga is doing out there. Although he himself doubted, but there was a time when Fika knew. However, Fika must accept the reality even though it hurts.

"Gue tau."

"It's like that, take Fika there!"

Huaaa..😭😭

I wrote baper yah😂

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