I Love You, Mr. Arkan!
The Midnight Discussion

Arriving at home, Arkan and Anjani clean themselves up. Enjoying time with Arkan today is a lot of fun for Anjani. Especially after expressing his feelings he became close to Arkan, he even felt he had even when studying he was still smiling.

Hera who saw her daughter-in-law smiled to approach Anjani and gave her a glass of milk. "This is mama making milk, diligent mama's daughter studying."

Anjani chuckled and looked towards her in-laws. "Must dong, Ma. Class 12 many of his exams are quite headache."

Hera nodded her head understandingly and rubbed her daughter-in-law's cheek gently. "Judah the spirit yes, Mama sure you can."

Honestly getting attention like this makes Anjani feel happy, he is more eager to learn. She was eager to learn with her mother-in-law about parenting if she and Arkan had children later.

Not because he did not want to learn from his parents, not want to compare too, but Anjani just like his parenting in-laws, it's appropriate that his son grew up to resemble Arkan Altair who he now knows. Because their cooperation is very good.

But wait, why is Anjani imagining about children, huh? His mind is everywhere, it cannot be this way. He still has to go to school, he has a lot to learn. At least can pass SNMPTN if you do not get the invitation path.

From the stairs Arkan saw the closeness of the mother with his wife, very anxious. It is not wrong if his mother really loves Anjani, since long ago his mother wanted to have a daughter. But since her uterus had to be removed, she only had Arkan.

Now replace Arkan who was on guard to accompany Anjani to study, while Hera returned to her room because it was already night. As usual Arkan will sit on the sofa and rub the top of Anjani's head gently. "It's 9 o'clock, aren't you sleepy?"

Anjani who was sitting down held her face at Arkan and shook her head. "Yet, are you sleepy?"

Arkan chuckled with a misfocus, just as he kissed his wife's tiny lips. Yes just anxious when Anjani called him Mas with such a sentence. Usually Anjani will use the word Mas at the end of the sentence only. "Gemes. No, I'm not sleepy. My wife wants to learn first."

Anjani shook her head while sighing, it was common for one old man to suddenly kiss his lips, so it was now a routine for Anjani, he was not surprised anymore.

Arkan lay on the sofa, but his hand remained on Anjani's shoulder, sometimes his hand moved to the back, to the top of his head was also not missed. Anyway Arkan often does that while Anjani is studying, but honestly it makes Anjani feel comfortable because his swab creates a sense of security in him.

"Is there a dream college?" Ask Arkan to Anjani.

"Udah" Anjani replied, nodding her head.

"What majors do you want to go to?" Ask Arkan again.

"Psychology." answered Anjani steadily.

Arkan thought for a moment, he thought a girl like Anjani would choose to go to college with a major in science or international relations, why did she choose Psychology instead?

"I think you're going into HI or science, or management" Arkan said.

Anjani straightened her body and turned to look at Arkan behind, her chin propped up on the arm she had folded on the sofa. After that, he tried to dare to express whatever was in his mind to Arkan, yes because Arkan is now a friend of his discussion about the future.

"Papa wants me to go to International Relations, but I don't want to. Now, am I the same as you, can I not be sure the way of life that I want to live?" Ask Anjani.

Arkan smiled then gently tidied up the strands of his little girl's hair. "I asked, why do you want to go to that department?"

"Because everyone needs sanity and I want to be the one who understands everyone."

"Then?"

"I won't count on you because you have everything. If you support my career is good, if you want or for example you will want me to focus on the same home science I can use around me, for the people closest to me."

Arkan chuckled, it turned out that this girl was indeed an adult. He had a thought that Arkan could not have guessed before. He was instead seen mind blowing in front of Arkan at this moment. "By, please. I will support every decision you make as long as you can account for it."

Anjani nodded and smiled. "I promise."

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His intention after learning Anjani wanted to sleep, but considering he expressed love for Arkan this afternoon made Anjani shudder in horror himself, how could he say that? Just make a mind load.

"Is there anything you're thinking?" Ask Arkan.

"There's."

"What, what disturbs your mind so you can't sleep like this, when it's almost midnight." Arkan looked at his wife and rubbed Anjani's hair with attention.

"What do you think I am?"

"Independent, you can solve the problems you face and can do anything yourself. Clever, beautiful, talented, fierce, indifferent, arrogant, almost perfect just stupid in romance and short axis."

Anjani snorted annoyedly at the last sentence Arkan uttered, but it was true what Arkan said, not wrong either. Anjani also admitted that.

"Why are you asking, insecure?" Ask Arkan again.

"No insecure."

"Then why?"

"If for example yes. You think I'm an independent woman, right? But if yes if, if later I will depend on you how? You're gonna feel like ilfeel isn't the same as me?"

"You feel rich, don't you? How before you I was so independent, after the same you become even spoiled, much want, so?" Ask Anjani.

Not how, when he was with Bagas there were some moments where he said that he hated Anjani when it came to his pot. That was why even though he shared everything with the man, but there were still some that he had to endure alone.

Arkan chuckled, why should one be asked such a thing. But if it disturbs Anjani's mind then he should explain. So that his wife can sleep immediately.

"Do you want to hear my view?" Ask Arkan turned around which certainly made Anjani nod quickly.

"I think it's natural."

"How common? Yeah, it's not natural dong, so a rich kid is not the effect?"

Arkan shakes. "I think the woman who looks independent actually just has no place to channel her feelings."

"meaning?"

"Yes, I think, actually, that independent woman is the least independent woman if she finds the right person."

"He can do it himself but because he's got the right people so he shares that with his partner, tells her what's become his complaint, always wants to be pampered and sometimes hangs himself."

"Even if you sell it to me, yes I am happy, it means you choose me to be trusted about anything, because out there you are not showing that side to anyone, right?"

"But it's complicated, right? So rich doesn't match expectations."

Arkan chuckles at Anjani's statement which again comes out of his teenage thinking. "The man who loves you never makes expectations in his mind about you, he will look at you according to what he sees, however he will always love you."

"Again, I want you to hear this. I will support you, I like it if you have a high value, but I will also always be ready if you depend on me, because yes you are my wife, Anjani. You really have to rely on me to be independent of anything."

"Don't feel burdened?" Anjani asked who was now staring at Arkan.

"No, you my wife is indeed all that I do for you. I have rights over you and so do you."

Hearing that Anjani smelled her smile, ah it even made her look even more sweet in Arkan's eyes. "So still thinking?"

"Engga. Thanks, Mas." After saying that, there is no courage, Anjani even kissed Arkan's lips first.

But yes, he hastily changed his position to turn his back on Arkan while pulling his blanket in embarrassment. Arkan chuckled amusedly, this was the first time Anjani had done that, just as he hugged Anjani and grabbed her from behind. "It's getting naughty with me yeah you, baby!"

Anjani who felt pounced on suddenly laughed instead. "Hahahaha geez, no longer true."

Hearing that Arkan even more tightened his embrace and inhaled the scent of Anjani's body. "No, you should always do it. Because I like. Again," he pressed.