I Love You, Mr. Arkan!
A Center of Attention

All the way home, even after he got home, Anjani still had her own smiles. Given how pale Dery's face was, then how gentle Arkan was when he introduced himself as Anjani's husband.

“Why keep smiling? Anyone have a crush?” Ask Arkan sewot. Arkan who had worn a white cloth and just finished bathing joined Anjani on the bed.

“What the hell, Mas? I laughed because I saw Kak Saka's face earlier,” Anjani replied.

“Shock him, thought Mas Arkan my brother. Taunya pas Mas said my husband's face immediately pale that hahahaha.”

"But I wonder why he could think of me as your brother. I am that old, right? Even when I was down there was someone calling me Om."

"And om-om, where's the fault try?" Ask Anjani without any sense of sin.

“You!” Arkan squealed in dismay.

Then, he attacked Anjani's waist, tickling until the girl was cornered and screaming for mercy. They laughed out loud, their breath gasping. When they are both tired, Arkan releases his hand from Anjani's stomach, then moves over his wife's head to hold the weight of her body.

Anjani's hand stretched out to touch Arkan's face above him. He started down the forehead, eyes, nose, to the lips. “Nevent met semalem aja why it feels like kangen really yes, Mas?” Ask Anjani.

“I guess, I'm the only one who misses. I miss you so much.” Arkan now kisses Anjani's lips. It felt like he wanted to lock Anjani up all night just to complete his longing for his little wife.

Anjani's head shook. “I miss twice as much. More of my misses. Very happy tau.” Anjani draped her hands around Arkan's neck and kissed Arkan's lips long ago. He didn't lie, he even felt like he wanted to go home quickly because he couldn't wait to meet Arkan.

Anjani also wondered why, but being away from Arkan made her feel a sense of loss. There's something less going through the day without her husband now and Arkan should know that.

“This is not an excuse so that I do not ask for an explanation about Saka earlier, right?”

Arkan poured his body beside Anjani, then with lightning fast the wife's head was hanging on his arm as if not away from Arkan. Anjani hugged Arkan and leaned against his chest as if he was replenishing his depleted energy today. Making Arkan now look at her and tidying up the strands of Anjani's hair. “So how?”

“So, in the game Saka asked if I already had a girlfriend or not. Continue ... ”

Anjani also began to tell stories about events at familiar night events. How about Sama blatantly follow Anjani to the river, then continued with a show of talent and a game of truth or dare. There is nothing Anjani is hiding, he tells a very detailed, timid story if there is a misunderstanding.

“I already thought the rich gini thing would happen.” Arkan snorted softly.

“But I am proud because you can be firm on him. Thank you so much. I love you so much, Anjani.”

Anjani giggles amusedly as Arkan begins to wrap his legs over Anjani's body, as if the girl is the most tender bolster in the world. And Anjani never minded because Arkan's embrace was the lullaby she always missed.

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1 Week Later.

The teaching and learning process on campus has been active for several days. Early in the morning, Anjani was ready to leave. Wearing a toad pants and an ivory-white shirt and a jeans jacket, her long hair was tied one like a ponytail with sweet bangs decorating it. The girl approached Arkan who was ready at the dinner table.

“But really, honey? Have a meeting this morning?” Anjani Sapa. Earlier, Anjani woke up rather bad luck. So, he didn't get to see Arkan's appearance. It's common for Arkan to dress in a suit and shirt like this, but it feels different.

“You meet a client,” replied Arkan while applying nuttela to a loaf of bread. After the entire surface of the bread was covered in chocolate, Arkan reached out to Anjani. “Let me take you first. Just met client.”

Anjani's eyes. “Kok, really early in the morning, Mas? If you meet clients usually regret, you did not go to the office first? Your artist is safe, right? The client's a girl or a boy?" Ask Anjani.

“There are men, there are also women.”

“Still young or old?” Ask Anjani again.

Arkan chuckled, it was not usual for Anjani to ask in such detail. In fact, if meeting, meeting clients is a common thing to do. “Kepo, yes?”

“Jealous, yes?” Guess again.

Anjani's lips pursed in annoyance. I don't know why he's now in Arkan's possessive contagion. When she has a fearful thought that Arkan will meet another woman who is better than Anjani, Arkan realizes how stupid he is to fall in love with Anjani who can't do anything. What if there was a more mature woman who was much more attractive than herself and gave Arkan something that Anjani could not. Are you scared, huh?

Ah, naw. Don't let that happen. Although Anjani can't do anything just simple, but she is beautiful and worthy of love. Moreover, Arkan always said that Arkan is only interested in himself. So he also had to believe in Arkan that Arkan would not snack on the outside.

“Iya, I'm jealous,” Anjani replied bluntly. He even directly bit his bread big in annoyance. Fortunately, it did not choke.

Anjani tucked her shoulder. Makes Arkan anxious to see the behavior of his wife who has begun to be possessive like this. Of course he likes Anjani fashion like this. "I just love my wife. One is forever, meaning there will be no other. Believe ya?"

Hearing that Anjani smiled with satisfaction. "I have to because I'm stingy. I don't like it for you much less it's you. Big no!"

"Yes, baby, yeah." Arkan kissed Anjani's lips after eating his breakfast again.

After finishing breakfast, Arkan invited Anjani to leave immediately because the wife had morning class. As a freshman, being late to class is something to avoid. Because usually, the lecturer will mark where students who often underestimate his class.

Arkan rubbed Anjani's head when the car had stopped in the parking lot. “Later, if in class, study earnestly.”

“Iya, Mas,” Anjani replied.

“Mas also spirit yes, gabby naughty. Can't snack outside let alone snack girls!” The girl rushed to kiss the back of Arkan's hand, then got out of the car.

Campus and all***** his whimper, things that Anjani once imagined, finally now the delivery has been a few days here but Anjani still feels distrust. The girl stepped lightly towards the classroom used for the morning course. Unfortunately, when setting foot inside, Anjani was immediately greeted by the pretty pretentious face of Zeva.

The girl immediately threw away her face and Anjani acted like that. He already has principles, will be kind to the person who treats himself well, and will be indifferent to the person who treats him badly. Like what Zeva did to him.

Anjani passes Zeva and her friend and takes a seat directly behind them. He believes Zeva already knows that Anjani has been married for a long time. Of course such gossip will quickly spread, let alone have something to do with Saka, the leader of BEM.

After nearly five minutes of being alone, the girl waved at Shella and Dion who had just entered the classroom. He patted the chair on the side of his empty canoe, intending to ask Shella to sit there. Until this moment—although it has been acquainted since Ospek until a familiar night, Anjani is indeed closer to them anyway.

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As the course continues, all students are instructed to enter the auditorium. What's up, huh? But because everyone's out of there. Anjani follows them and enters the auditorium.

Everyone there seemed relieved anyway, because automatically the course stopped and they could relax for a moment. Unlike Anjani who is a hobby of learning. So he was a bit upset about having to leave this fun course.

Anjani sighed many times, huft yasudah he indeed had to follow this well anyway inevitably. Shortly thereafter, the show began.

A welcome from the rector and also the chairman of BEM became the opening of the event this morning. Anjani is still trying to listen. Today is the arrival of scholarship donors. This campus is indeed a country but many large companies are donors to underprivileged students.

But the eyes of Anjani rounded when the donor was Altair Group. Sure enough, her husband was the one who advanced in front of the podium. Anjani patted his jidat. Arkan could've fucked her this morning.

Why didn't he just say that he was going to attend a college event?! Arkan begins his welcome, everyone is fascinated by her husband's good looks. Aaahhhh sucks, it's a lot more annoying when Arkan meets a female client it turns out.

If Arkan wants to make Anjani jealous, he's a success anyway. Anjani is jealous now. She was not willing to many pairs of eyes that adored her husband so.

"Anjani is your husband, right?" Shella's Whisper.

"Yes," in short.

"Crazy is much more handsome than the original. But you are willing, Jan your husband is in puja with other women. If I were you, she'd have 1 month in the room."

"On the way!"

Anjani again notices Arkan who is in speech. He seems straightforward and insightful giving some advice and advice. Arkan was never a teacher either. So if this is the case he is khatam and experienced. He is also a CEO.

But Anjani suddenly fell silent.

"I'm also here to introduce my wife, she's a freshman at this college. Why did I introduce? Because it seems there is a misunderstanding big enough to make it a little uncomfortable."

"My wife is a psychology student this year, Clarissa Putri Anjani."

Anjani gawking at me, this is crazy. The second time Arkan introduced himself to the public like this. First at graduation and now? Oh no Anjani misbehaved especially now all eyes are on him.

Arkan walked up the stairs from down there and approached Anjani whom he knew from the beginning of his seat. Shella and Dion look great looking at all that. This is far from romantic, ROMANTIC.

"Mass–"

Arkan nodded his head as if to say that everything would be fine. Make Anjani sigh and in the end follow Arkan forward to the front of the podium. Really, Arkan was indeed beyond belief, he had always been the one Anjani could not guess.