ARSHAKA
in dormitories

...-by Chokky-...

I walked back to the coffee shop downstairs. Hot coffee is perfect for removing fatigue.

Moreover, Muri brought several boxes of cake after meeting with clients outside the office, of course, coffee is also very suitable to be juxtaposed with pieces of the cake.

My brilliant idea was also welcomed by my comrades, so I would bring some coffee cups to them as well.

Before I made my way to the elevator, I found a male figure that I was very familiar with.

I knew he was looking at me, because I knew it was just the two of us in the hallway.

Not that I let go, I was glued to look at him. He stood there dashingly wearing a black suit. The two feet moved and stepped, walking straight straight towards me.

I watched him, my memory recollected when he took me to his house. I was again afraid to remember the incident and I still remember it clearly.

Her cynical smile gave me goosebumps all over my body, pulled my hands rough, and locked me up.

But it changed. Like a child seeking attention.

Even then she couldn't cry in my arms.

I remember, her own face begging me not to leave, asking me to stay with her, asking me to come back to her.

"Hi,"

His presence made me realize, his broom made me not breathe for a second.

Seeing me not responding to her words, she commented a faint smile.

We were silent for a while, stealing eyes from each other, and now he started talking between us.

"I'm looking for you."

Arshakas. The man who was looking at me inside. Highlight his eyes moved bitterly, I can guess if he wanted to convey something that I think would shake my feelings.

"I want to see you to apologize. I'm sorry for all my actions to you yesterday. Sorry for scaring you.."

My gaze was down but occasionally I glanced at Arshaka. I waited for him to continue the conversation.

But actually seeing him like this made me tremble. My heart is anxious and restless.

I'm getting scared.

"..yesterday I wanted to talk well. Because of my emotions, I can't think straight. So I can tell you this now. From the bottom of my heart, I am truly sorry for you.."

Arshaka smiled again. But his smile made my heart wound open again.

"..i don't know if I can keep my promise to you. But I want you to trust me, if I won't hurt you again.."

"..so, I'm going away from you."

I frowned.

"Forget all my words yesterday! You don't have to think about it. I'm not gonna do anything else and I'm not gonna sue you for doing anything you don't want to do.."

"..live your life the way Bianca should. Certainly without me.."

"..so happy Bianca!"

Before he left he gave me another smile.

"Bye Bianca!"

Arshaka turned her back and took a slow step leaving me who was still standing still in silence.

My body suddenly stiffened, difficult to move. Even I want to call her name, my lips are cheesy.

Looking at his back that is getting farther away that there is my heart screamed not because.

Seeing him leave did not make my heart feel relieved at all.

Seeing him leave didn't make me feel happy at all.

Seeing him leave scared me.

And watching him leave just made my side go missing.

Funnier. He said he wouldn't want me anymore.

But it's still Arshaka. A guy who likes me without him knowing what I really want.

He didn't even ask me anything, and without sin he just left me like this.

I am confused about the course of my life. Why did my destiny line meet a man named Arshaka? And the funny thing is I like to complain but I enjoy it when he treats me as he pleases.

And now circumstances demand me to choose, to choose something I don't want to think about for a while.

If things are urgent, I don't really know what to choose.

Either my logical desires or my heart.

Because between the two things are opposite. There is a good side and a bad side.

Those two things are nothing I like.

But I have a wish that Arshaka must know what I feel for her.

So I ran and I quickened my footsteps when Arshaka's figure came back to my sight. Spontaneously I shouted to him, ignoring the sight of others who were provoked to turn towards us because I heard my cry calling Arshaka's name.

"Wait!"

I stopped and regulated my breath. I was panting in front of him and he was surprised to see me startling him.

"Maikola.."

"You are so happy! I love to come and go as I please as a ghost! Even you outnumber that ghost!"

I scolded him with breath. Arshaka looked at me. Seeing me slightly asphyxiate he approached me, but I brushed his hand away when he wanted to grab me.

"Are you okay?"

"Of course I'm not okay. Like baanget, it makes people suffer!"

Arshaka looked surprised to hear my words. Let it. I also want to express my frustration with him.

"You are a man who does not know yourself. Like lightly. Men who are too ambitious, after you succeed in reaching your ambitions you immediately forget it. You really don't deserve to be a President Commissioner in this big company, because you like it.."

"..not only that, you don't care about others. You're selfish. You only want others to hear you but you yourself don't give others a chance to tell you something."

"You deserve to be hated, and I'll be the first to hate you."

I gasped after I vented what I wanted to tell him. I feel a little relieved.

Hearing all of my words just now, Arshaka reviewed a faint smile, "Yes I know. You deserve to hate me, Bianca."

Arshaka looked down, his face turned soft even though he still showed a smile.

"But I'd hate myself more if I let you go.."

Instantly Arshaka looked up at me.

"..i knew from the beginning you were going to play me. I've also heard a lot from others if you're not a good man. I heard you like to play girls, you like to be with other people, but I didn't believe it at the time. But many unexpected things just unfolded, one of them when I caught your conversation with your friends at the time, I could only get angry, cry, and I just wanted to get away from you.."

"..I thought if it was like that it would just pass. And I thought I'd get my new happiness. But you came again, whether it was planned or unintended. But strangely there is no hatred when I see you again, there I will be restless if I do not see you. Even a day you don't send me flowers, I wonder."

"It's just that I muffle those feelings and I force myself to think logically. I demand that I imagine you are only the past. I sue myself if you don't mean anything to me anymore. But again I was wrong. It makes me feel bad.."

"..but it seems like I will continue to be wrong again, because you are still you, will never change. You are still Arshaka who will never give me a chance to express what I feel and I want to you."

"Bee, man,"

"If I am late in saying this, may I still say it even if you don't want to hear me?"

I took a deep breath, bracing myself to tell her how I felt.

"I still remain a foolish woman who loves you so much, Arshaka."

I felt moved and sad, I finally managed to say this to him.

"I don't know if I deserve to say this. If my words just charged you, don't think about it! Just think of my words as fierce as the wind then that only bothers you for a moment. Sorry for wasting time.."

"..but I'm very grateful."

I was not strong and hurriedly turned my body so that Arshaka would not see me crying.

Now I am relieved even though it hurts so much.

I had to rush off before this sense of tightness took hold of me.

But I staggered back when my hand was pulled strong by Arshaka.

"I'm pulling all my words!"

I was stunned to see Arshaka with her face reddened, as if to refrain from sobbing in front of me.

"Don't go! Never get away from this bad guy! Don't leave me again!"

Finally my tears fell and she hugged me tightly. Arshaka let me cry in her arms.

I think we can feel this feeling for each other. Very happy and peaceful.

...***** ...