Kiss Me
Let's Fight Together

Anwa raised her body, looking at the Arkana netra who was also looking back at her.

"We eloped with Wa" he repeated.

"Ngaco you," said Anwa inching.

Arkana sighed, silent for a moment then watched the girl before her.

"Here," Arkana pulled Anwa's arm, to lie back on her side.

Anwa looked at the man. "You why the hell? the face is screwed up, suddenly unable to elope."

"This used to be dong," Arkana said, forcibly withdrawing Anwa. "Mama Papa knows everything."

"You what? my family background?" anwa looked at Arkana.

"Yes, they know from Aunt Indira's wife Om Riza, I think Aunt Indira has no intention to tell you, maybe keceplosan."

Anwa choked, fell silent, then sighed.

"Where's Wa?" ask Arkana.

It could be that Anwa agreed to Arkana's invitation to do the action "Married Run" earlier, after all Anwa's family will certainly accept Arkana, but what about Anwa, but what about Anwa, he will not live a lifetime to get the blessing of his beloved parents.

"I'm not Ar's tough lady" Anwa replied confirming her position to be leaning.

"That means us?"

"Let's fight together!" said Anwa, combing the hair of Arkana who had put his head on his lap.

"But I don't promise, we will be able to get through it without any obstacles" Anwa said again.

"But I promise, we'll end up with happiness" Arkana said, peeping at the girl's hand.

"Wa," he said again.

"Whataa?" Anwa answered by yawning.

"Still sleepy?"

"It's only six in the morning Ar, and it's a holiday, you come when the sun comes up" Arkana said.

"Now," Arkana shifted her body, "we sleep again," she pulled back the blanket to cover their bodies.

Anwa enters into the comfort of her lover, hoping that what they will go through tomorrow can be passed without anyone being hurt.

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One afternoon, two weeks after they promised to fight together, Anwa went to an Arkana-owned cafe after she went to work. As usual Anwa asks Arkana whereabouts to Dion the bartender.

"Sir Boss again there are guests Mbak, just wait, yes" Dion told Anwa.

Anwa occupies a seat not far from the stairs to the Arkana room. While enjoying the drink this time, he simply ordered avocado juice with float on it. A plate of black forest pieces was also already on his desk.

Every now and then he glanced at the stairs, who knows Arkana came down from there, but after finishing one plate of cake pieces, Arkana has not yet appeared. It occurred to him who the guest who came to his lover.

An hour almost passed, the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs was heard by him. Anwa glanced, her curiosity about who Arkana's guests finally answered already.

The woman who still looks beautiful and fashionable at an age that is no longer young is looking at her. Anwa lowered her face a sign of respect, then got up to approach but unfortunately, the mother of her lover left without even throwing a smile at her.

Anwa's face turned sad, her heart felt like it was sliced. The woman he first met at dinner was so friendly, now inversely proportional, not even a smile was engraved on his face.

Arkana saw that, after delivering the Mama to the parking lot, had also listened to the beautiful woman humming with all her dislike for Anwa oh not on Anwa but on the background of her family, she said, Arkana can only nod a nod of understanding so that the mother is not offended or feels not heard.

Quickly he went back into the cafe, met Anwa who was sipping avocado juice which was left over.

"That's Wa, would you like to add more?" he asked after hearing the sound of shavings from the empty glass of Anwa.

Anwa smiled more precisely grinning my horse with a row of white teeth. Arkana sat right next to her, putting one hand behind the chair that Anwa was sitting on. The man pulled Anwa's hair, for the girl to look at him.

"What?" asked Anwa who finally looked at Arkana.

"Well, how long is it?"

"Nearly an hour," Anwa answered casually still stirring the empty glass of juice.

"I'm sorry" Arkana said.

"So besides mama?"

"Depending on the girl who has a crush on you, I'm the samperin, when I'm in the kitchen."

"Cieeeh is in love" the Arkana god.

"Cieeeh is jealous," teased Arkana again.

"What the hell."

"So mama's here, why Ar?" ask Anwa, "I'm asking for mineral water, okay? drag this," he said again stroking elus' neck.

Arkana smiled, and plucked his finger, and the waiter came, and ordered a few menus for their dinner.

"So mama here, tell me to go home, mama said lonely, the only mama just Bik Jum, papa even though out of town two days keep mama lonely."

"Keep saying what?"

"I told you, so let me marry you, ntar you who nemenin mama every day," he said raising eyebrows.

"You are ..."

"Who? not wrong dong me, this is part of the way I struggle, asking for the blessing of my mother let in ridhoi," Arkana smiled.

"Yes, but not immediately gas that, Ar."

"How serious? try me at the example,"

"Em... Mama likes what?"

"had it? shopping batik fabrics from all over Indonesia, facial treatments at her subscription beauty clinic, mengumpulin bags of various brands are limited edition, what else is it... oh just like the monster plant that costs to make me shake my head," Arkana said describing the habit of the mother.

"Oh, it's heavy too" Anwa massaged her forehead.

"Tough cow?"

"You've been shaking your head thinking about the price, let alone me Ar," Anwa laughed.

"Keep what dong I'm also confused," this time Arkana's confused.

"Food she likes?"

Arkana was silent for a while, then fed a spoonful of seafood fried rice to her mouth. And then feed it to Anwa. Do not ask Dion who with his face wants to see the affection of his Boss.

"What lo Yon, howling is so," hardened Arkana with a little loud voice.

"Some Boss, this flickering of eyes," Dion also replied in a voice that was no less loud.

Anwa laughed too. "So what food do you like best with your mom?"

"Em .. pempek kayaknya," replied Arkana.

"Ok, what time is it?"

"Half eight, why?"

"Have you spit out the bells of his work?"

"Well, why?"

"We go to the supermarket to buy fish."

"Eh, what's it doing? want to keep a fish? mending you keep me Wa," he said, drawing his face closer to Arkana.

Anwa scooped up that handsome face. "Will make a pempek, this mallem we make, let's bring it to mama tomorrow."

"Gosh, bothered so much... Why not buy?"

"This is one way I take the heart of the future mother-in-law," said Anwa arrogantly raising her eyebrows.

***have it worked out???

good night Sunday 😘 don't forget to leave your trail***