I Love You, Mr. Arkan!
Gentleman! <3

Anjani, Shella and Dion are currently skincare-an in Anjani's tent. They are masculine more precisely. Yes after the bonfire their faces feel greasy, so they should relax while enjoying tonight.

"Jan, you're not lying if you're married?" Ask Shella who still doesn't believe.

"But I believe it anyway, Shell. He likes it a lot but he doesn't want it" Dion said.

"I'm not lying, I'm married. You guys need proof?" Ask Anjani.

They nod quickly and approach Anjani as Anjani makes a video call to Arkan. Actually he did not know if Arkan had slept or not but just try.

They approached but did not bring up a face there to make it look like Anjani was just himself as a proof. Soon the call is picked up and features a frustrated Arkan unable to sleep.

"Yeah, why aren't you sleeping?" Tanya Anjani chuckles.

"Mas can not sleep because it does not hug you, but it used to feel like sleeping alone is okay" said Arkan honestly.

Anjani chuckled again. "Tomorrow I go home, just finished the makrab. Sleeping, Mass is lazy. I have to go to the office tomorrow."

"How about I go there?" Bargain Arkan.

"Ishh no, I'll see you tomorrow. Hold the miss first."

"What are you doing?" Ask Arkan.

"As for my friends, they don't believe I married you. So I video call you." Anjani takes her phone away a little and shows Dion and Shella smiling stiffly.

"Hi her husband, Jani."

"Yesampun is really married, it turns out," said Dion.

"Yes we're married, leave my wife. Let it not be teased," said Arkan.

"Oh ready boss!! Relax Dion does not like Anjani, but instead tempted her husband," said Dion slowly who immediately got a sharp gaze from Anjani.

"Don't this Dion!"

"Yes, God. Sorry, geez!" Dion and Shella moved away and tried to digest it. Apparently not messing with her husband Anjani. The only child of the wealthy Altair family.

They know, but they don't know Arkan is married. With his own friend again, it's totally unexpected, isn't it?

"Do you sleep, or do I not need to sleep with you video call gini?" Anjani Tawar.

"No, you have to sleep too, honey. When I sleep, you don't forget the stomach. Tomorrow, let me know if you want to go home and let me know when we get to campus."

Anjani nodded and smiled, the concern is indeed this husband. How could he turn around, try this. "Yaudah, good night, Mom. Sleep well."

"Good night too, honey. I love you."

"I love you too" Anjani replied and turned off her connection.

Anjani smiles, but after that she looks at Shella and Dion who are still staring in shock to see her husband Anjani. "YOUR HUSBAND IS ARKAN ALTAIR? CRAZY!"

They were half-screaming, fortunately not being heard until they came out. "Why?"

"It's crazy that I won't want to be with others, just the same," said Shella.

"Tergoda" said Dion.

"Can't!" Anjani.

"Difficult, Jan. Your husband's a crap, crazy saucy."

After that they were curious about the wedding photos Anjani and curious to see the contents of the gallery Anjani which indeed contained Arkan all and herself. They increasingly believe that if they are husband and wife, they also do not realize that the contents of the Instagram is notagram is all Anjani. Totally plot twist.

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Anjani's legs moved uneasily as the bus approached the campus area. The makrab event is over, it makes Anjani very relieved because he can finally go home and meet again with Arkan. Ck, in fact, they had just separated last night, but Anjani had felt a deep longing. Is that how much he loves Arkan?

“Lu married? Where possible? You just graduated High School,” said Galang. So out of his way, he let out tears.

“Ya, whatever the hell. What matters is that I am honest. I'm married.” Anjani asserted.

Unfortunately, many of his friends do not believe and accuse Anjani of making things up. They thought, Anjani deliberately said so to subtly reject Saka. Not infrequently, there are people who call Anjani expensive selling. He's wrong again. Anjani is wrong as it seems.

“Anjani, cave can it?” Delard asked, sitting behind him. Yes, that is one of the seniors.

“What? The thing I have married really what not and thought I sold expensive with Kak Saka subtly?” Anjani Kesal.

Delard grimacing. “Kok, you know anyway? Rame is so. They think you are nervous, Saka also still does not believe,” he explained.

Anjani's shoulders are pengedik. Bodo time they want to assess how. The girl took off her ring, then showed it to Delard. He showed the engraving of Arkan's name inside the gold ring.

“Giovano?” Delard squeaking.

“So, are you really married?” Ask Delard.

“Still lacking the proof?”

Delard. At first, he thought Anjani was making things up too. He thought that the ring Anjani recognized as a wedding ring was an ordinary ring. However, now the man could no longer cover his surprise.

"I married in High School, betrothed. Not because of an incident or anything. I think Brother knows the guy."

"Giovano who?" Ask Delard.

"Arkan Giovano Altair, if you don't know just look for his Instagram."

Without lingering Delard searching for the account on his Instagram, he knew who Anjani mentioned. But there is no giovano in the middle of the Arkan name. But his eyes were rounded when he saw the highlights and wedding photos that were there.

Delard looked at Anjani in disbelief. Anjani takes her ring and puts it back on her ring finger. That should be enough.

The bus stopped in front of the campus. Anjani couldn't help but smile when she saw Arkan's iMess saying she was waiting. The girl hastily picked up her backpack, then before leaving she patted Delard on the shoulder.

“Tomorrow if it's not clear I'll tell you again yes, sister!” Anjani said with a smile. His steps accelerated as he stared at Arkan's parked car with several other pickups.

Arkan got out of the car while waving to Anjani. He was very relieved because his wife finally arrived safely. The girl ran, then jumped into Arkan's arms.

“Kangen really,” says Anjani.

“Anjani, there are many people here.” Arkan tried to resuscitate his wife who seemed so indifferent when hugging him.

“Biarin,” Anjani replied indifferently.

“ Children who are the same faculty I know if I am married.”

“Really?” Arkan let go of Anjani's embrace and looked at his wife fixedly. “They know, why can, Darling?”

“Yes, I ngaku last night. I'll tell you about it at home, Mom. I'm going home cape.” Anjani grinned, then pulled Arkan's hand to get into the car.

Fortunately, Arkan parked the car in a place where the lighting was slightly dim. So, the man's face would not be plastered. Many may like her husband considering the reaction of Shella, Dion and Delard.

Just as Anjani was about to open the door, suddenly his wrist was blocked by someone. The girl was aghast and reflexively pulled her hand when she realized Saka was the culprit. Gosh, why is that guy not satisfied as well?

“I want to talk to you for a minute, Anjani,” said Saka.

Realizing that the wife did not get into the car, Arkan went back out. “Ngapain you here?” ask Arkan. Arkan pulled back Anjani's hand to stay away.

“Kak,” saya Saka. “I want to talk to Anjani for a while.”

“What problem is there? You can talk here.”

Saka clucked in annoyance. Yes anyways let all of you in front of her brother as proof. “Anjani, you're kidding me, right? You're not married, are you? If you don't want me to tell you. Don't tell me if you're married. Believing it hurts more and seems to close the opportunity forever."

“Anaan anyway, Brother?” Tanya Anjani.

“I really have a husband. I'm married to him and I love him soo much, Soo stop dude!”

“Mana? Where's the evidence?”

Arkan. This snot boy in front of him had indeed asked for his heart dysentile. Overly upset, Arkan finally reached out. “Include, my husband Anjani. Arkan Giovano Altair.”