Kiss Me
The wrong time

And here they are, sitting in a garden chair near a bus stop not far from Anwa boarding house. While waiting for the fried rice that Arkana ordered for Anwa.

When it showed at nine o'clock in the evening, the fried rice was waiting to come, Anwa with the rest of her meal, obviously hungry because her stomach was not filled at all from after work.

As if he did not think Arkana was also sitting next to him.

"Slow down" Arkana said, giving a bottle of mineral water as Anwa choked.

"Thank you" Anwa rubbed her lips.

"A lot of paper?"

"Yes, from just waiting for the brother of fried rice who usually pass by not nongol-nongol.. it turns out that nyebelin ya," said Anwa still casually bribing the rest of the fried rice on her plate.

Arkana felt shunned.

"Sorry Wa" he said slowly.

"Eh?"

"Sorry I did not pick you up earlier, but I made an appointment," he said with a sorry look.

"Oh.. relax," Anwa put the plate on the park bench.

"Gue knew you were angry," Arkana looked at Anwa.

"Sok knows," Anwa smiled faintly.

"How long have you been waiting for me?"

"Not long, just an hour-"

Arkana was sharpening her gaze even more.

"Why not call?"

"I've sent you a message, if I call you afraid you're busy," Anwa stared straight at the highway that was still crowded with vehicles and then, "and it was busy, right?"

Arkana. He was busy with a girl from his past.

"Tomorrow, don't promise again if it turns out that I can't be desperate, because I feel my time is wasted just waiting for the uncertain."

Deg

The words were like a blow to his heart, his speech sounded relaxed but painful.

"Yes, I'm sorry, yes" he replied softly, "there were old friends of mine coming to the office, I couldn't leave, we hadn't seen each other for a long time."

Anwa nodded her head.

"Reverse yuk, it's malem, not good with kemaleman." Anwa stood up from her seat

"Wa," said Arkana still sitting but his hand grabbed Anwa's hand.

"Sit down, I want a story."

"What?"

"Who didn't know who came?"

"Make what? it's your old friend, so what am I doing."

"But I think you should know." Arkana was silent for a moment, she indeed had to tell Anwa who she was with this afternoon, not what, because she felt Anwa should know also about her past.

"Tell me, I'm horrified."

"Sore was my ex came, just returned from the UK one week ago," said Arkana.

"Then?"

"Yes, we did not talk until we forgot the time, and I decided to bring him back to his house," Arkana said again.

"Continue?"

"Yes, I forgot to pick you up and my phone is simultaneously low batt."

"Oh, yeah, no papa."

"Wa-"

"Yes?"

"Lo not angry?"

"Make what?"

"Because I didn't pick you up, and I'm just my ex."

"I'm not angry, why should I be angry? we're not in a relationship, are we?"

"What about Ar? I don't understand."

Arkana is wrong,

"Honestly I was upset, before, waiting for you an hour and a half without any news, but what about it, when I want to get angry, who am I?"

"You want to spend your afternoon with your ex, yes please, until you forget to pick me up also no problem, but next time do not promise," he said again

"It's just the wrong time Ar." Then Anwa was silent.

Arkana was amazed by Anwa's reply, the girl felt like she had no feelings for him.

"We're back yuk, it's gone bad." For the umpteenth time Anwa invited Arkana to move from that place.

Anwa who walked first, suddenly her hand was held by Arkana. Anwa turned her head, letting the rustling taste as if it spread throughout her body.

The hand in his hand did not do the slightest rejection. Arkana tightened his grip. Whispering, though,

"Other times, that wrong time, will change with a very good time."

"Good night Wa" he said as he drove the girl to his doorstep.

Anwa smiled faintly, then closed the door of her room.

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That afternoon Arkana took the time to come to his father's office. I don't know what wind brought him to come there.

Out of the elevator he walked down the corridor bounded by the cubicles of the company employees.

Passing through the pantry room, Arkana saw the girl he knew was there stirring two cups of coffee on the tray.

Arkana patted the girl's right arm so that the curly-haired girl turned to the side where the clap landed, but found no one to pat her.

A little surprised as he turned to the left Arkana was already next to him.

"Ih, you ngaggetin me," Anwa held her chest with one hand, while one more hand hit Arkana who had chuckled.

"Who is coffee made for?"

"Make your guests" replied Anwa.

"Where is the OB?"

"You just do this why you have to bother telling OB."

"Loh, it's her duty" Arkana said raising one eyebrow.

"I'll take this first, you want to come in or wait for the guests to come home?"

"Wait for guests to come home and disrupt your work, okay?"

Anwa just smiled, then walked ahead of Arkana.

After delivering coffee to Mr. Fajar's guests, Anwa returned to her desk. There was the mother of Ema and Arkana talking.

"Who was Ar, your doctor-to-be boyfriend?" ask Ms. Ema.

"Who's Ma'am?" arkana's eyes glanced at Anwa who had refocused herself on her work.

"That's a loh, whose son is the famous surgeon."

Arkana laughing. "Ema's mother still wants to."

"Inget dong, never met you at the mall, right, abis watch first?"

"Mother Ema who was long in inget mulu," Arkana was all wrong, still glancing at Anwa who was still indifferent.

"Beautiful she was Wa," Ema's mother told Anwa.

Anwa who was spoken to also turned to look at Mother Ema.

"Oh yeah?" anwa.

"Yes, if you see him he would like, I'm the girl who likes to see him, look really smart, is it Ar?" mom said reassuringly, "doctor Wa, you guys broke up why Ar?"

Arkana glanced back at Anwa who was justifying the location of her glasses, and seemed to be deliberately waiting for Arkana to answer the senior secretary's question.

"Why break up Ar?" ask Mother Ema again, "very dear, even though you are a compatible couple,"

Arkana's increasingly wrong behavior made by Mother Ema. While Anwa waited for the story to come out of Arkana's lips, raising one eyebrow and knocking on her desk.

***iiissshh Anwa at that time said he did not want to hear the story about the former brother, uh this was waiting for Abang story

love is weird 😂

darliiiing your trail manaaa #mouse in the corner 🤣🤣***