I Love You, Mr. Arkan!
Silent Treatment

Day after day, the atmosphere is always good. But behind good things sometimes becomes a fear of tomorrow, guessing what will happen in the future, good or bad no one knows. But Anjani tries to keep thinking poaitif even though his feelings are not bad. Today Anjani decided to bring Arkan lunch, with the driver Anjani and Arsy now in front of Arkan's office.

All the employees there greeted Anjani kindly, especially this is the first time they saw the little Arsy who is very adorable because it was dressed all pink by his mother. Yes that's why Anjani wants to have a daughter, because she wants to court her son funny like this.

Anjani walked towards the receptionist, actually wanted to ask Arkan's schedule first anyway, because it would not be nice if he came turned out to be in a meeting. So he asked first.

"Mira, is Mr Arkan in his room?" Ask Anjani.

"Oh there is a mother, just happened to finish the meeting and received the guest earlier, it looks like an old friend," said Mira.

"Women or men?" Ask Anjani.

"Woman, Mum."

"Sister Sabrina?" Ask Anjani again. Yes, because it is only Sabrina he setau who often visit here, in addition to being a close friend, Sabrina is also one of the investors in the Arkan office.

"No, Ma. A woman with shoulder hair, seems to have had children. I don't know either, Mom, but I used to come here a lot."

Mira and Anjani are indeed close, meaning that every Anjani there she is the one who reports the activities of her husband's days. So Anjani is 100 percent free if Mira won't lie to him.

So who's that girl? Why did Anjani go straight to the Itchy Widow huh? But what's he here for? "During to here? Ngapai, you know? Is there a business or what?"

"Lacking the idea, Mom. But it looks like there's already a schedule with Mr. Arkan."

Anjani sighed, she nodded for a moment and started thinking strangely. But he better ask Arkan directly than this. He had to know the answer straight from Arkan for him to be relieved.

After saying goodbye, Anjani immediately rushed to the Arkan room while kissing the top of his son's head. He should calm down, lest he talk to Arkan but his tone is not good.

Feeling that someone is entering, Arkan who was busy with his files, turns out his wife and child came. With pleasure he approached Anjani, welcomed greetings from Anjani, kissed her cheeks and lips then carried little Arsy and kissed her cheeks. "Father's daughter's tumben was brought here, why don't you tell me first, honey?"

Anjani justifies the skirt that Arsy wears and smiles at Arkan. "Father, give me strength. You haven't had lunch, have you?"

"Not yet." Arkan returned Anjani's smile and kissed his daughter back then he sat down on the sofa.

Anjani who sees it follows Arkan and opens the food he brought for Arkan. It just so happens that Arkan starts to feel hungry, so Arkan was eager to spend what his wife brought and handed Arsy first to his mother.

Anjani stared at her husband who was greedy eating his food, she was happy that Arkan was so. That means Anjani managed to make her husband happy with what she did.

If you look at Arkan's face it's impossible that Arkan is hiding something but this relaxed, so he ventured to ask. "What are you doing this day, Mom?"

"Meeting."

Anjani nodded her head slowly and rounded her lips. "Ohhh, what else?"

"Yes finished some work and checked some files and my schedule over the next few weeks, honey. As always," replied Arkan.

Arkan put his spoon and fork and rubbed the top of Anjani's head. "Nothing, dear. I just work, as always. Tiring days in the office, fortunately you came here and brought our son, I became excited again."

Hearing that Anjani just smiled stiffly, is this Mira lying to him or Arkan anyway? Arkan usually tells me everything but why didn't he tell me that he missed being here? Mira can't possibly lie, right? Obviously what he mentioned was the characteristics of Miss and also her son.

Anjani fell silent, somehow her feelings were not out of whack. He felt what yes, confused. His feeling also said that Arkan covered something until he did not say that Miss here. Why did her husband lie?

His mood instantly changed, but he also couldn't possibly suddenly get indistinctly angry at Arkan who was now smiling before him. In the end, what he had wanted to communicate so that there was no misunderstanding, became a stuff that he could not express and chose to keep it to himself.

"Why, Honey?"

Anjani shook her head and smiled faintly. "Gapapa, Mommy. Continue to eat it, abisin."

Hearing that Arkan resumed his meal while Anjani tried to control himself, he kissed Arsy, hoping to get a channel of tranquility from his son.

He is not a child who suddenly explodes, he should not be. Isn't silence better than it will lead to things that are out of control?

30 Minutes passed, after finishing eating Arsy played with his father and Anjani permission to go to the bathroom for a while. His intention was to wash his hands and urinate, but his eyes were fixed on the trash can.

His body trembled at the safety parcel that was there. Slowly Anjani took it from there. Instantly he bit his lower lip. "It right?"

Anjani shook her head quickly, there's no way her husband is so. Arkan often said that if Anjani was the only one in life, this must have belonged to someone else. Yes, it must belong to someone else.

Anjani desperately held back her cries, enduring all the turmoil of feeling, her body cold and hot simultaneously. Without a second thought Anjani threw it away and returned to Arkan's room.

Seeing the pale Anjani made Arkan worried. Moreover, Anjani hastily took Arsy and said he wanted to go home. Arkan was clearly panicking. "Why?"

Anjani justifies his carrier and tries to be ordinary. "I-I forgot to nemenin mama. I'll go home first."

Anjani greets her husband, but Arkan feels there is something strange, why Anjani suddenly wants to go home like this, in a hurry again. "Darling, I want to take you."

Anjani shook her head and waved her hand. "No, no need. I'm going home, Mom. Spirit."

After saying that Anjani came out of Arkan's room, with her feelings falling apart. Arkan lied, not to mention there's a safety wrap in there, misses here long enough, although bring a child but it could be, right?"

Anjani tried to shift his mind, why he was so hard to think positively, but did not know why since there Arsy he was never angry again as hot as it was, he said, he would definitely only be silent a thousand languages without wanting to argue much. It doesn't taste very good.

Anjani chose to go home using a taxi, there she just could not vent her cries. He is not strong if he keeps his tears down for too long. Anjani took his breath many times and kissed Arsyi. "Your father is good, right? You're not the same mom, are you, honey? Aye?"

Like an inner bond, seeing her mother cry, Arsy so joined in crying too. Anjani sees her getting carried away and hugs her daughter tightly. "Sorry mama, don't cry, yes mama doesn't cry. But aebitar

can ya? Mama gabisa if mendem."

Anjani whispered to her son, no matter how the taxi driver responded. What Anjani feels now is claustrophobic mixed with all the negativity.