Unforgettables

Don't Leave Me

The last bell has sounded. All the students are out of their classes. Fika is currently still carefully cleaning his stationery. Afraid that one will be left behind. Fika's class is quiet but there is only herself and also Miss Evi who is also cleaning the book in front.

When you finish packing. Just now Fika's feet were about to step forward, but the sound of a call preceded her.

"Mrsus.."

Feeling called he also looked.

"Eh, is it mom?" Sahut Fika while looking at Miss Evi.

"Let's have a minute,"

Respect Fika immediately walked over to Sinta's mother. "What's wrong mom?"

"Gini, I want to ask you a favor. Please bring these books to the library. Can you?"

"Mom can!"

It is not unusual for Fika if there is a teacher who asks for help because he likes to help teachers there. Although in terms of achievement or in learning he never excels, but his hospitality and also his very polite attitude make him known to many teachers. So it is natural that teachers give trust or trust for him.

Fika immediately grabbed the thick stack of books onto her arm to cover half of her chin.

"You be careful, he took it."

"Yes mom, ready!"

In the middle of the hallway that was quite quiet, Fika staggered slightly holding the weight of the book to keep it balanced in her hands. Slowly he stepped, until he had reached the front of the stairs to the second floor where the library was located.

He slightly lowered his head to see his footsteps stepping on the first rung of the stairs. But when he was just about to step, his legs were again shaken back because of the weight as if someone had pushed him from the front.

It was fortunate that he could still hold it in so that the book did not fall.

"Huft.. calm down and slow down.." he murmured.

Step by step with attention and care he continued to climb the stairs until he managed to be at the bottom of the top then will turn towards the next ladder. Again his steps again stopped, because he only realized something was blocking him there. He tilted his head slightly as his gaze was slightly obstructed by the book.

"Sorry sister, excuse me, can Fika pass?"

Not an answer or a response to give way. The four girls who were standing in line blocking the stairs were just silently staring at him cynically as they folded their hands on his chest. The unpleasant atmosphere he could already feel. But it is also impossible that he must return, while Ms. Sinta has given her trust. Not a Fika if he can't convey his trust well. Inevitably he should be able to pass through to his four upperclassmen. Even if he knows the risks.

"Ma-af, sister can slide a little? Fika's going to the library,"

A snorting sound. "Yes, you live through!" Short haired girl sardines.

How could Fika pass? And they block it ? They don't even give me the slightest gap.

"But sister, Fika brought a lot of books. Please, just a little bit for Fika to pass."

Suddenly the long-haired girl stepped forward and pushed Fika's shoulders slightly making her aghast to hold her body and balance until her feet were at the end of the stairs floor and almost fell down the stairs below. Fika blocked the thick books even tighter, her power began to drain as she continued to hold heavy loads in her hands.

"Heh cupu! Who are you, huh!?" A long-haired girl who was now in front of him. "How dare it command us!"

Fika trembled, she was in shock hearing a sudden jolt without knowing why. Fika slightly retreated so as not to get too close to the girl. But two other girls actually stepped right behind his body now.

"Do we want anything from the cupu?" Tukas girl behind him.

"Heeem.." The long-haired girl now walked around Fika who was standing stiff. "We're bullies, are we shy?"

"Both of them! Let him think!" His friend's proposal.

"May also."

Fika was in a position so urgent, plus the aching turned into pain because her hand had held the stack of books for too long.

"Sorry sister, if Fika got it wrong. But please don't fuck Fika."

Suddenly their laughter filled the air. It's like listening to comedy.

It was also the long-haired girl who was in front of Fika extended her hand until it landed quietly on Fika's right cheek. Then patted it.

"Uuhh. kacian really.."

Laughter filled them. Cold sweat mixed with heat began to wet the surface of Fika's skin, he was not able to move even a bit because both hands were currently held tightly by the two girls behind him.

The girl in front of him was still in the position of patting her cheek, though,

From slowly, though,

slowly, slowly,

medium,

until a little quick, though,

and...

PLAAAKKKK

The slap was so loud. The sound of Fika's scream was no less loud than the sound of a book falling from her hand.

His eyes widened and a red pain lingered on his cheeks. Fika looked over with tears held back. Staring at the girl in front of him.

"Where?"

"illness?"

"Do you want any more?"

Fika was silent unmoved, her two hands that were still in a position to hold had now been firmly clenched.

"What lo!? Want to hit me? Want to bales me!?"

Not satisfied until there, the girl named Nita was pulling the braid Fika until she grimaced following the direction pull the girl's hand.

"Aw! Sick sis..!"

They laughed satisfied. Next, the short-haired girl switched to pull the uniform under Fika to display her white skin. Fika was unable to do anything because they were so strong that they blocked her wrists.

"Guy! mopping photos!"

Fika gasped trying to make a revolt. He shook his right hand, but in vain.

"Haha..."

"It's the same with Arga!"

Fika nodded, looking up at the girl.

"Arga?"

"Dad Arga!"

Fika fell silent, do they want to repay Fika because they like Arga? They definitely belong to the ArgaLovers group, the biggest Arga fans in this school. Wretch! Inner Fica.

"Heh cupu! Have a mediocre face aja dare deketin Arga. Don't be your beauty ass!" Shouted the girl behind him.

"Mending out of this school. Because this school does not need cupu cewe and bego rich lo!"

"Lo heard their word?" Nita poked Fika's face forcefully. "Lo don't want to be here!"

The short-haired girl then immediately took out something from her pocket. Making Fika cringe. The girl pulled the collar of Fika's shirt to make him back aghast.

"Nih you see!" A small mirror is thrust right in front of Fika's face.

"Lo look at that ugly face of yours! Watch it well!"

It hurts, that's what he feels now. Not just because of his heart. But his mind was tormented. His eyes were closed, not wanting to see his own face. It was getting stronger until the tears washed over his face.

"Mahaha..." Their laughter grew happier.

Fika decays with her body without energy and her limp legs are unable to hold her body until sitting limp on the floor. Resist pain and shame too.

But a girl named Nita again pulled her braid back until Fika looked up at her.

"That's the result if you dare to deketin my Arga."

Happiness was seen from the four girls who were standing around Fika. While ruffling their waists again laughed unconcerned with Fika's increasingly becoming cry. Her body trembled in fear Fika wanted so badly to run away but could not as Nita began to raise her hand preparing to land back a hard slap for her.

"Can't you step aside?"

Silent...

The loud laughing disappeared instantly.

Nita was held back by hearing someone's bass from the same direction of the stairs, making the four girls turn to each other. Who would dare to disturb their pleasure?

"On deaf lo!?"

The loud shouting of the man made the four girls there aghast until the reflex turned towards the sound. Instantly they froze and their eyes were wide because they saw the person who was now in front of them.

"Price!" Suddenly Intan was shocked mixed with fear.

The male in the athlete's posture stood firm while putting both of his arms in the pocket of the front pants. He was silent with sharp eyes but still looked calm.

The four girls who were lined up spontaneously docked to the end of the wall to make way for Arga to pass. But the black-haired man was still silently staring at one object there.

A person who was still silent lowered his knees without caring about his existence.

"Goupe! Move lo! Arga's going through!"

There was no sign of Fika moving to shift or stand. And that made Nita grow angry.

"Eh lo"

Nita was restrained by her legs when she would return to Fika, because Arga first stepped in front of her. He walked leisurely without looking at it or glancing at it. Arga stepped a few steps until it came to a perfect halt when his shoes had touched the pair of shoes in front of him. He then crouched down and raised his hand, landing gently on the skinny shoulder.

The girl who was now in front of him started to lift a little head that felt heavy and dizzy. His vision was blurry with tears. His body trembled violently, his hands clutching firmly to his knees. 

Not sure what prompted her this time, Fika's spontaneity scattered her body into Arga's burly body, hugging her tightly, submerging her face into the chest of her field. He did not care though Arga would scold him right now, no matter! Because this is what he needs when he is really down and scared.

Arga froze still, letting the girl hold her tightly. Satisfied to let out his tears. Arga could feel Fika's body trembling violently. The longer Arga slightly shed his body so that Fika can embrace him more freely. Then the man raised his hand and rubbed it to the top of Fika's head.

"Gue here." The whisper of Arga in Fika's ear was soft. Even Fika could feel the warmth of the man's breath which instantly made his body goosebumps instantly.

Isn't the person he hugged the current Arga he knew? That cold and rude Arga? She was hugging him? Oh my God if this is true let me feel this forever. Inner Fika continued to scream happily.

The two of them were silent and the silence they created. While the four girls who were standing stiff there did not also move away. Being too surprised and scared. They did not expect Arga to appear even she hugged Fika so affectionately.

"Where is this? We'll pull yuk." Whisper one of them. Who was directly possessed by his three friends. Unfortunately, before they managed to escape. Arga had already turned his head and threw his killing gaze at them. So they went back to being quiet and down.

"You guys," Arga's pointing. "From now on I don't want to see any more of your looks at this school."

The deg!

The four girls were stupefied. "You-I mean what Ga? We don't understand."

Arga moved to grab Fika's body slowly full of feelings. Until both are in a standing position. Arga turned his sharp gaze back to the four girls.

"Get out of this school." Said Arga in a cold tone he managed to make the four frightened girls more weakly made. "Do you want to go by yourself? Or do I want to force it out?"

Fix this time they can't do anything. "I'm sorry we were just kidding. Is it Fik? Ki-we weren't serious about it really. Fik ma-maafin us yeah? You want to apologize for us?" Nita said that the waves were mixed with fear. He walked closer to Fika but again Arga immediately held him back.

"How dare you touch my girl. I guarantee your life won't calm down." Ketus Arga's. The cowo hugged Fika tightly. And forced Fika to continue to drown her face in her chest.

"But I don't just want to apologize. I swear by nyesel. I-i"

"You should be thankful that I just told you to get out of this school. Oh or do you want me to tell you to jump out of the building?"

Their fear is growing. They're really limp. No longer able to say anything. Until the soft voice of Fika behind Arga's chest started to sound. "Arga.." call him soft.

Arga spontaneously lowered her head and rubbed Fika's head. Gives access for the girl to lift and gouge at him. "Arga sorry for them huh? Fika is not papa. They're sorry, anyway." Said Fika. Both of his hands were still tightly holding Arga's waist.

"Can't Fik. They deserve that. Don't think about them. They are just as bad." Said Arga in a very soft tone.

Fika shook her head. "Can't do that. Fika apologized to them. So don't exaggerate anymore, huh? Fika doesn't want them to hate Fika even more."

Looking at the parched Fika before his eyes. Arga felt unable to do it anymore. He sighed furiously before then staring at the four girls.

"You're lucky because Fika is sorry. But next time, there's no more sorry for you." Arga then told Fika to go from there.

"As punishment. You guys finish the book and put it on the pylons. Until I see the book it's still scattering tomorrow. You'll know the consequences." Arga snapped while meleos down the stairs.

*****

Now Fika has sat in the front seat of Arga's car. Next to Arga. Since the two entered the car, not a single word has been said. Except for the silence and awkwardness they felt.

Fika was still dissolved in her own mind, remembering what had happened earlier. Somehow explaining it, but Fika felt this was a dream. The best dream he ever had. How not? Ever since Arga led him down the stairs, the man had not let go of Fika's hand. Even until now.

Fika was completely frozen. That warm Arga hand continued to roll up his right arm without any slack. Fika thought that after she came down the stairs Arga would take her hand off her. But it turns out the assumption was wrong. Without saying anything the guy held Fika's hand even Fika herself had not allowed it.

Maybe for Arga it doesn't matter, but for Fika? It was a powerful sting for him. It was as if he was holding a pound of electricity in his hand. His body seemed lifeless. Even Fika had not dared to move a bit because she was so tense in Arga's grasp. He wanted to scream. But afraid that Arga would scold him. Fika really can't do anything.

"Ekhem.. " Dehaman Arga just made Fika spontaneously glance at him. Arga was still looking ahead.Fika was surprised not to play when he felt there was a real movement in his hand now. "Let's hands be cold." Arga said suddenly.

Fika swallowed her saliva, how is this? Arga must have been able to feel her nervousness. Fika wanted to pull her hand right now. But he was no longer able to.

"It's cold, put my jacket on the back." Arga said again to make Fika reflex turn his head back to see Arga's black jacket that was lying there.

"You got a handle?" Arga looked over and now looked at Fika.

Fika who was immediately speechless was even fixated on returning Arga's gaze. Which to him feels very intense.

"Hem?" Arga muttered while raising both eyebrows. Fika's heart was instantly dag-dig-dug uncharacteristic. Is he having a heart attack now?

"Do you want me to use it?" Ask Arga again who immediately makes Fika feel like melting. Especially when Arga actually carved his sweetest smile when Fika was still gawking at him.

Allahuakbar what kind of trials are these? The moaning of Fika in his heart.

Arga suddenly-tibq just stopped the speed of his car. Fika is confused why Arga did that, but certainly Arga is grabbing his jacket. And then pulled Fika's hand until she sat up straight. "Lo put on the jacket first." Arga then let go of his grasp.

Fika also without any fight he just obeyed him. Because of his daze, he did not even realize now that Arga's black jacket was attached to his body. Arga started the engine again, but before he drove. He again grabbed Fika's right hand and held it as before.

"Not be nervous. We'll hold hands often." Said Arga while driving forward the blue sports car. "You know, I miss our old days."

The deg!

It felt like there was a jolt in Fika's heart that ignited her tears wanting to drip. Right what Arga said just now? Did he miss his childhood with him?

"You can be honest, I'm sorry about what happened. Regretting for leaving you." Arga lirih. His gaze was straight ahead, but his hands were getting***stronger hand Fika.

Fika who had been nervous to look at the man now she turned her head and stared fixedly at Arga's face from the side.

"I shouldn't have left you when I knew you lost your memory. But stupidly I followed my own ego." Arga paused his words for a few seconds. "If I hadn't left you at that time, you probably wouldn't have been lonely."

Fika's glazed gaze he let go to look at his hand which was held firmly Arga. "Arga don't have to nyesel that. What happened cannot be repeated. Fika also can't blame anyone because maybe that's the best way to live Fika."

Arga looked at Fika meaningfully. Then smile warmly. "Lo never changes. Soft as before." Said Arga and managed to make Fika blush embarrassed.

Arga chuckled at the timid Fika in front of him. It looks so adorable, it even feels like he wants to gobble it up tonight.

Fika held back her smile as Arga still looked at her. If asked how the current state of Fika's heart. The situation is really alarming because his heart has been pounding not because of.

Arga refocused his eyes as his car turned into his residential alley. Fika Antivasi wanted to get down from Arga's car when the car was stopped in the yard of Arga's house but the problem was that his hand was still in Arga's hands.

"Arga.." call Fika. Spontaneous Arga looked at him.

"Hem?"

"This.. Fika's coming down."

"Dead down." Say Arga relax.

"But Fika's hand.."

"Gue can't get your hands out of my hands." Plain word Arga.

Fika gawked at his place. Arga serious? Geez.. Why is he so rich?

"Argha.. Fika wants to go into the house." Whine Fika again. He moved his hand held by Arga hoping to be released.

"Gue's going to go home too." Arga. He was still staring at Fika flat.

"Hhh his hand went off first Ga. It's hard to get out of here." Fika Guram. He could no longer bear the look of Arga who killed his heart. He really wanted to run from there.

Amidst the rebellion Fika finally Arga release his grasp as well. Try it smiling mischievously before then opening the door of his car and getting out.

Fika was about to open the car door but it turns out Arga first opened it from the outside. "Please." Arga's words made Fika look at him cengo.

Arga satan what's wrong? Inner Fica.

"Arga why?" Fika asked confusedly.

"No papa." Arga suddenly extended his hand. "Yuk."

Fika grabs Arga's hand which she immediately pulls and clings to her side. Actually, what made Fika surprised was not because Arga pulled her but because Arga now wrapped his hands around Fika's waist.

Without having to care about the confusion Fika . Arga just immediately flicked Fika into the house.

Surprisingly Fika did not fight back in the slightest. Even when Arga was still holding him up to climb the stairs Fika could only be down to pay attention to his second step.

"Eh Arga!" Fika was shocked when she realized that Arga had taken her to the man's room instead of Fika's room. He then pushed Arga.

"Why?" Asked Arga with his innocent look.

"Kok why? This is Arga's room." Fika looks nervous.

"Yes trus?"

Fika gaped in disbelief. Why is Arga a gini? Ask Fika in her heart.

"Yes, yes Fika shouldn't be here. Fi-Fika should be in Fika's room instead of dis-"

Fika's words were stifled because Arga had already silenced her mouth with Arga's. It made Fika jump in shock with wide-eyed. Arga's sudden treatment made him a heart attack. He could not even move because Arga had locked his body with his two sturdy hands.

"Hem.." Fika revolts as Arga deepens his kiss. I don't know what Arga's thinking right now. But the man looks already drifting in his own lust. Arga pushed Fika's body until her back now touched the wall. His right hand turned to hold Fika's nape forcing him to puff up while his left hand he was tightly looped around Fika's waist allowing her to further cling to her body.

Fika revolted because he already felt short of breath, his hands thrashed in the chest field Arga. But unfortunately Arga did not give the slightest access for him to escape. Arga actually emphasized his lips over Fika's lips before then he scooped it greedily. Fika is jumped when Arga accidentally makes her open her mouth forcibly. Arga slid his tongue into Fika's mouth.

"Arga.." - Fika. He doesn't understand what he's feeling right now. But the tingling in his stomach made him feel strange. "Arga.." call Fika complain.

At that time, Arga switched to kissing Fika's neck lustfully. "Ah." Fika felt a cold and warm feeling on her neck as Arga's soft lips touched and scooped her softly.

"Gue kangen lo Fik." Arga's breathing sounds heavy. He whispered in Fika's ear while not constantly kissing Fika's neck. Until the red mark on Fika's neck began to print there. Not satisfied until there Arga again scooped tiny red lips Fika who for him very tempting faith. He stroked it softly until it was getting deeper and hotter and until the last stroke of the man bit the fat on Fika's lower lip to make Fika grimace.

Arga also took off his pagutan. And looked at Fika. "I'm sorry, I'm out of control." He said a little.

Fika was still speechless by looking at Arga's two clingy eyes. He was as breathless as Arga. He could even feel her lips swelling and also sore from Arga's bite just now.

Seeing Fika's expression that looks surprised it suddenly makes Arga touch Fika's lips with one thumb. Swiping it over and then kissed it slowly. "Sorry." Arga said then slightly distanced her body from Fika. Make room for Fika to move.

Arga moved his hand to the top of Fika's head as the girl looked down again. Unexpectedly Arga again pulled him up to his deck.

"Don't go again. Stay by my side forever."

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