Love For My Sad Boy
Chapters 11. Lothawat!

Walking hastily, Arkan stepped quickly since getting out of the classroom. Even when his friends say hello he ignores. When I got to the bus stop, I happened to have just stopped. Arkan's coming up. He should be here soon.

Wh why? Because her dad said he'd meet her at the apartment. You know what his father would do if he came to his place. All Arkan's collectibles will be discarded. Arkan likes to read novel books that are romantic, teen romance, and adventure. While the papa does not like the hobby Arkan that one. Because according to Setya, the books are useless for Arkan's career. Reading it would be a waste of time.

In addition, Arkan's favorite guitar certainly did not escape the raid of the papa. Again, playing music was useless in Setya's eyes. It will only take time without benefit. Except for the piano that is usually always there at every banquet of his business colleagues who often he attended. Since childhood, Arkan has been given piano lessons, so now he is adept at playing the instrument.

So, for the sake of valuables that are always his entertainment when the tasks seem to colonize his mind, he must immediately arrive at the apartment before the papa arrives first. He had to hide the stuff somewhere the father would not know.

Arkan immediately ran as the bus he was riding on reached a stop near his apartment. Waiting for the elevator to open with one foot tapping the floor impatiently. After it opened, he immediately entered and climbed to the 6th floor. Inside the elevator, he saw a watch in his hand that showed the time he spent from school to here was 15 minutes. Papa usually takes 20 minutes to get here. There's still five minutes left to secure those things.

Elevator's open, Arkan ain't waiting around. He immediately opened the apartment door with his access card. However, when he entered why did he hear a voice like someone was cooking? He also smelled the aroma of fried chicken that fragrant as if familiar. He often smelled this scent when at home. Ah, he knows now. In the kitchen, the mother and sister were busy cooking. Arkan saw their busy backs struggling with fryers and pieces of vegetables. He was so busy he didn't even notice his presence. Arkan smiled happily. At least, he can get help when the father will enter his room which has items that he will hide.

Until his brother realized his existence.

"Son Arkan! Yeay, Brother Arkan is home!" The second-grade girl ran over to the big brother. As it neared, he jumped into Arkan's arms. Nesya is very close and likes to spoil with Arkan.

"How come you guys can come in?" ask Arkan behind his back.

"Can, use the password," Lisa replied without turning her body. He was frying the chicken that became the favorite of his two children.

"Eca misses Arkan. Why doesn't Arkan come home, anyway?" asked Nesya after taking off her embrace. His lips were funny, showing his regret to the older brother.

"And Brother has been moved here equally papa. Later if you have a semester break, you must play at home," replied Arkan while stroking Nesya's long hair.

The girl is clumsy. "Not playing, brother. But, go home."

Arkan smiled asymmetrically. The smell he felt. "Bak's house has moved here, Ca," replied Arkan slowly before being pulled over to the mother who is now preparing food on the table.

Arkan was so happy that he didn't stop smiling. Seeing a lot of the cuisine of the mother on the dining table which is usually only filled with ready meals or instant noodles. It feels like it's really at home.

"Hey, why smile?" reprimanding Lisa who had finished putting down her last meal.

Arkan immediately hugged his mother. "Thank you, Ma, you're coming here. I miss Mama very much," said Arkan sounding soft even a bit vibrating.

It made Lisa smile. He rubbed the wide back of the eldest son to give him comfort. Lisa knows Arkan must be tired and needs a backrest. Arkan needs his figure to spill all kinds of complaints and problems that he has felt and solved alone.

"Yes, Mama is also missing Sister," replied Lisa who sounded melodious in Arkan's ear. It was as if all of his life's burdens were shedding instantly upon hearing that soft voice express his longing. Indeed, right now the figure of his mother is what he needs. His embrace, his caresses, his soft words. Ah, Arkan so want to stay in their house again so that they can every day get love like this. But, he knew the decision of the papa was absolute, indisputable.

"Udah yuk, eat first!"

However, Arkan remained in his position. Reluctant to let go of her mother in her arms. "Mama lives here, huh? Temenin me," he chirped suddenly.

Lisa chuckled then let go of her embrace slowly. "You want to get scolded by Papa for having the bolster taken?"

Puckling, Arkan pursed his lips making Nesya who saw him frown grimacingly.

"Ah, papa cheated!"

"But! Arkan's brother is a cute ass," sneered Nesya while pretending to vomit.

"What did you say, huh?" Arkan immediately approached Nesya and tickled the girl's waist until he laughed out loud and moved randomly to get Arkan to stop the action.

"Here we go, let's eat first!"

The two stopped and Arkan sat down on a chair beside Nesya. "Where is it, Ma? He said Papa was coming here?"

"Yes, you should have come here to see how you are, but there was an impromptu meeting in his office. That's why, we're here" Lisa replied as she scooped the rice onto Arkan's plate and added the side dishes.

Arkan nodded and secretly smiled happily. Then say thank you for receiving a plate of rice along with side dishes from the mother.

"Don't you, papa, come here?" accuse Lisa of smiling innocently. His two hands were still busy scooping rice and side dishes for him.

"Ma, Eca wants a capcai, not to be, hehe," said Nesya grinningly pointing at a capcai plate that was far from his reach.

Lisa who is still standing scoops a capcai for her youngest daughter.

"Not a penny, Ma. It's just, a little relieved," Arkan pleaded after a wide smile.

"Lega because of the same novel collection Brother's guitar was not confiscated, right?" guess Nesya pointed at Arkan with squinting eyes.

After that, the three laughed and felt funny about Arkan's behavior and hobbies, which contrasted with his body.

***

Silva was still at school waiting for his father who he said would pick him up. Almost 30 minutes he waited, but he did not get bored because he waited with Faris. They were sitting at the security guard post joking. His security guard was patrolling around the school, checking every classroom, whether there were still students or not.

So joking fun, they did not realize the car belonging to Silva's father had arrived in front of the school. Until Silva's phone rang indicating incoming calls.

"Eh, I've been there, I guess," Silva said, then received the call.

"Hello, Dad!" silva exclaimed and stood looking out the gate.

"Yes, Dad. It's me going outside" Silva said before turning off his phone.

"Come, Bunny! I'm in front" asked Silva to pull Faris' hand.

A little hesitant, Faris got up and let Silva pull his hand.

In front of the gate, a middle-aged man with a black suit attached perfectly to his body, stood playing his mobile phone leaning against the body of the car.

Silva ran over to the man. "Dad!" silva exclaimed making the man raise his gaze and put his phone in the pocket of the suit.

Then Hanum spread out his hands to greet the princess with a longing embrace. They had not met for a week because of Hanum's work which required him to stay temporarily outside the city.

"I miss Daddy!" muffled Silva exclaimed at his father's broad shoulder.

"Dad too kangen Silva!" reply Hanum rubbed Silva's hair dear.

"Well, did you just come home?" silva asked after taking off his embrace.

"Yes, even Papa hasn't come home yet. Pass right here to pick you up. That's why it's too late to pick her up, sorry, yes" Hanum replied showing a guilty look.

"It's okay, Dad. Even I was really picked up with Dad. Yes, let's go home, Dad!" Silva was spoiled in the hands of his father.

At that time he realized that he was waiting for his father with Faris. Faris is still standing behind him. Silva patted his head slowly.

"Gosh, I forgot I was you. Sorry, Bunny." Silva grabbed Faris' arm and leaned on her shoulder. "Where are you going, Bunny? Want to come home or come to my house?" tanyanya looked at Faris. His two hands still faithfully wrapped around Faris's arms.

When they were alone or with friends, Faris must have enjoyed this spoiled nature of Silva. However, now in front of him was Silva's father who always gave an intimidating look whenever Silva came into physical contact with him. It caused Faris to be nervous and thumping.

"Eum, I want to go home, okay, Honey? Want to do a task," replied Faris who interpreted the gaze of Silva's father as an order not to interfere with their quality time.

Silva nodded. "OK, study hard, yeah, My Sweet Bunny. I'll go home first."

The cup!

Unexpectedly and without asking for approval, Silva kissed Faris' cheek in front of her father. Then immediately open the car door and get into the back seat.

The two men gasped. I didn't expect anything from what Silva did.

"Bye, Bunny! Dad, let's go home!" silva was already in the car.

The two Faris netra accidentally collided with Silva's father's. Instantly he swallowed the nervous salivary. As if he was ready if he had to be lectured all-out by this man in front of him.

However, Hanum brought himself closer to Faris and whispered, "Good, just a week I live, my son has dared to kiss you. This afternoon I want you to take responsibility! Meet me at Setya's cafe!"

"B-well, Om," replied Faris nervously.

Afterwards Hanum moved his body away. Justifying the location of his tie and black suit, Hanum entered the passenger seat and the car drove off. Leaving Faris still in her place. Follow the car with his eyes.

"Mampus me," whispered Faris and ruffled her hair in frustration. "Ah, fuck!" screech while kicking a pebble in front of his feet. Then he turned to the parking lot and went home on his motorbike.

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