Anti Romantic
Brother Argan

A smile of satisfaction was engraved from Aira's red lips, her work was completed at exactly 7 p.m.

The dinner menu was displayed on a long table in the dining room. The woman, more than half a century old, clapped her hands after putting a glass of Grey's favorite milk on the table.

After making sure everything was appropriate at last with a quick step Aira out of the dining room was about to call her husband and son.

"Ar, let's eat first, son!" Shouted Aira from the door after previously had knocked on the high-quality wood door.

Getting the child's answer, Aira turned to the door of Grey's room which was right next to Argan's. He knocked on the door slowly until Grey opened it and suddenly made the mother of Argan squeal with wide eyes.

"Why with your hands, honey?"

"Shed of hot water." The answer was not from Grey but Argan who had just come out of his room

"Gosh how can it?, has it been treated yet?, the wound is severe?"

"Bund, calm down!, Grey is fine, the wound is not severe and has been treated, either,"

The wife of Raufan turned to the son with suspicious eyes. "Where do you know?" tannya

"Of course Ar knows, it happened in my office" replied Argan lightly

"Bund, where are you even here? he said he wanted dinner." Raufan came with a glass of mineral water in his hand.

The husband of Aira had gone to the dining room but did not see his wife or child there, and after hearing the commotion on the second floor finally Raufan came to the origin of the sound.

"Well, look at Grey's hand!" agun Aira pointed at Grey's arm wrapped around the bandage

Being at the center of the problem made Grey unwell, hidden his hands back while his lips were bitten anxiously, this was just an ordinary wound but why was it too horrendous. Thought

Just like the wife, Raufan also immediately widened his eyes when he saw the hand of his best friend's eldest daughter wrapped in bandages. "What's going on, Grey?"

"Shedding hot water in your son's office, Dad" Aira answered quickly before Grey could make a sound

Impulsively Raufan turned to the son, his gaze looked angry then walked up to Argan who was behind the wife. Seeing the unfriendly gaze of the Father made Argan retreat while gulping down his saliva roughly.

It's not really Argan's fault, but being in this kind of situation and circumstances makes him a very suspect.

Argan raised both his hands in front of his chest then waved them many times with his head also shaking. "Well, this is not Argan's fault, even Argan who has helped Grey to cure his wounds" explained Argan defending himself.

He turned to Grey with a face of compassion hoping that the girl would make a sound and help him. Argan is known to be assertive and feared in his company but different when at home men who do not like spicy it will immediately become a kitten when dealing with both parents.

"Well, right said Argan," said Grey finally, "It's just Grey's carelessness while in the cafeteria, Grey accidentally bumped into another employee who was carrying coffee, and Argan took Grey to the UKS." Evidently

"So it's true that you interned at CoreId Corp?" raufan asked, which Grey answered with a nod

Instead of dissecting Raufan's frustration, the man whose head had begun to overgrow the white hair even more wanted to pull out the ears of the son.

"Aww, Dad. What else?" Raufan grimaced trying to release the hand of the father who had flanked his ears like a crab that met the victim.

"Truely well, this brat dares you not tell Dad that Grey you went in there."

"Well, Argan knows nothing. Grey was able to break into Dad's company due to campus recommendations, either Grey or Argan's sister - we just found out today."

Stiffened, Argan was made silent with his mouth open to hear Grey's call to him, especially Grey's hand that stroked the ear of the former from the father's jewels.

In silence Argan drew his lip line, whether Grey was conscious or not, fake or not, but now Argan was made to be careless with the call, a call from the girl he used to call the Grey boy. Grey calls him 'Sister'.

Argan shook his head at a glance to restore his consciousness that had drifted somewhere and did not know if it turned out that the father's irritation had been searched and now he was just standing alone in front of his room because it had been left by three people who was with him earlier.

***

Late at night, Grey was already lying on his bed with the hand he had placed on his forehead. He was not sleepy even his eyes were still on standby to accompany him through the next few hours.

The princess of Deana glanced to the left trying to sharpen her hearing when a faint voice called out her name.

"Grey"

Grey jerks up from his bed, the sound gets clearer in his hearing and it gives him instantaneous goosebumps.

"Grey"

Wait, this isn't a ghost or anything. That heavy voice and that call there was only one person who had it in this house. Grey sighed softly with the eyeballs he rotated. Who else would open Argan.

Slowly he got off his bed directing his steps towards the balcony which he had not yet closed. The closer he gets to the balcony the clearer the sound.

"Aargggh."

"Sstt, quiet!"

"Lo what?" Grey rubbed his chest rough while throwing his breath rough, the sighting of Argan beside him making him screech in the middle of the night.

Argan casually smiled widely, displaying his white teeth that were almost the same color as the face mask he used.

"I thought you were sleeping."

"Why?"

"That's a hell of a bitch, Grey"

Dennis' brother was snorting. "Gue was just about to go to sleep before I heard the voice calling me."

Argan smiles. "But you came in as well as the origin of the sound" he said

"Lo see?" Grey points at the door and is taken in by the man in front of him

"Gue's gonna shut the door." After her words came out of her mouth, the girl immediately went back into her room and closed the balcony door and the curtain left Argan who instead smiled smirk.

If Argan used to be everyday is work, dating, and hanging out at the cafe with his friends. So, tonight unknowingly Argan has made the balcony of his room his favorite hangout.