Anti Romantic
Responsibilities

"You like Grey, don't you?"

one sentence with the end of the question mark was still ringing in Argan's ears until night, he shook his head violently when the words of the father next danced in the shade

"Do you want Papa to disguise him for you?"

Silly, it was the most ridiculous advice Argan had ever heard in his lifetime. Do not call him Argan Dyantara if you will immediately accept the absurd proposal.

Ok, Argan admitted that for 3 days living at home with Grey, he did feel attracted by the attitude of the 8-year-old girl with him that adorable, cold-cold attitude. But, so far as her interest was concerned it was not like a man's feelings for a woman, she was just a little curious. Well, just a little. Remember.

"Ngaco is." Argan rubbed his face rough, "Well the time I want to be fooled by the gray boy, my face is not enough to convince Dad well if I can get a daughter-in-law as soon as possible for him?" monologue in front of the mirror

"That?"

Argan impulsively turned to the sound of knocking from the door of his room, his eyes flashing rapidly with his head tilted directing his ears to hear more clearly the owner of the voice calling out to him.

"Argan?" the voice called him back

"Ar, you're inside? Mother told you to come down for dinner."

Argan jumped from his seat when he found out the owner of the voice, a flat voice without a grip that was very clear that there was unreasonable when it came to speaking. Ah, you gray, it seems like you have to be taken to the singing lessons so that your voice and speech have a little expression.

Grey was the one who called out to him and he was not sincere when asked to call Argan but he was indeed in a half-lazy state to make a sound. But, because Mother who has asked for help, then as a guest she must do it sincerely, right?.

Argan quickly stood up and ran about to open the door when Grey called back.

"Sorry, I didn't hear you call earlier" Argan said as the door opened, with Grey's hand hanging as if he was just about to knock on the door before Argan opened it.

"Why?" tanya Argan pretends not to know the meaning of Grey's arrival.

"Lo was called to Mother for dinner" Grey replied

"Oh, beware well I just wanted to change pants," said Argan while looking down and flickering his boxer and reflex also followed by Grey who also looked down at the direction of Argan's view.

Argan smiled faintly as he looked at Grey who immediately threw his face to the side, feeling funny with Grey who was misbehaving.

"Mmm, well already, if you're done later you go down, Mother same Dad is waiting."

"Wait for me too, right?" goda Argan smile smirk

"What?"

"Gue said, you wait-wait"

"No" said Grey quickly before Argan's sentence was finished after which he turned around leaving Argan still standing in front of the door only rounding his speechless mouth. He lost again.

"Fix I won't want to be fooled by that boy" he grumbled as he walked back into his room to change his pants as he said earlier.

Grey, who was only a few steps away, could only put on a flat face to hear Argan's words, but deep in his heart it was enough to make him think of the man's words.

"Argan's been called, Grey?"

Raufan's voice immediately stopped Grey's steps who had just wanted to pull the chair, the girl nodded her assent while stumbling thinly.

"Well, don't wait for Argan, you just eat first" said Aira while spooning rice to her husband's plate

While the three were bribing, Argan came in with his hand stuffed in his pants pocket nobody noticed until the man pulled the chair right beside Grey and made Grey turn his head for a moment.

The 20-year-old girl just turned her head for a while and then refocused on her food, just like Grey, Argan also threw away her face still irritated by her defeat earlier. Without them realizing that the two middle-aged people in front of him were paying attention to their interactions.

Argan pursed his lips as he grabbed the glass containing mineral water beside him and accidentally nudged the glass belonging to Grey until it spilled into the plate of the girl.

"Jeez Ar, are you okay?" aira was half screaming

Everyone panicked and Argan stood up and took some tissue to wipe Grey's pajamas, which were also splashed with water.

"I'm sorry, sorry, gu-gue accidentally" he said

"Udah, no, no need on the lap, let me change clothes later," prevent Grey on Argan who wants to touch it

Grey stood up from his seat and said, "Om, Auntie, Grey to the room well, you guys just go ahead and eat it." She was willing to go to her room and now her mood was really ugly, it was certain that Grey would not return to the dining room to fill her stomach for now, but did not know later.

After Grey's departure, Argan was immediately presented with a sharp look by his parents. Aira flicked her lips and then hit Argan's head with a tablespoon that she took in the middle of the table, while Raufan immediately grabbed his ear to make his only son grimace.

"Geez, it hurts, ohh" complained Argan rubbed his ear

"Let's be sick, you're well how can this hand not be silent?" anxious Raufan again hit Argan's hand

"Ar thirsty, Dad. Ar just wanted to grab a drink but accidentally nenggenggol drinking it Grey," Kilah Argan

Raufan and Aira compactly knit his eyebrows confused while looking at the view, as far as they know in this house there is no person named Grey, then who is this child?.

"Who's Grey?" ask Aira curiously

"That was gone" replied Argan indifferently

"That's you, yeah!" Aira was anxious when she realized who she meant. "The name of a good person is as good as you change," Raufan can only shake his head back to sit in his chair.

"That's right, Bun. His name is Grey and in Indonesian Grey it means Grey,"

"Already, Bun, do not need to be served, Mommy continues to eat, later finished eating so that Ar who nganterin eat to his room Grey."

"Well, Ar?"

"Responsibility, Ar"