Love For My Sad Boy
Chapter 22. Left Mother

Ringing cell phones interrupts Arkan's sleep. He squirmed on his bed and slowly opened his eyes. Grazing a few times, he glanced towards the nightstand where his phone was. His one outstretched hand grabbed the flaming, noisy flat object. Ah, it turns out the father called her. There must be something important to tell him. Arkan immediately woke up and answered the call.

"Hello, Pa!"

"Hello, you must have just woken up, huh?" guess Setya.

Arkan grimaced and scratched his back head. "Hehe, yes, Pa."

"Don't get used to getting up in the afternoon! You should have woken up at 5, "the memory of Setya who has Arkan memorized because it is often spoken to him.

"Yes, Pa. Sorry, Arkan had a bad time because last night stayed up late doing chores," replied Arkan as he brushed his hair back.

"Whatever busy you are, the prospective leader must still fulfill his obligations! Don't repeat it again!" Setya.

"Yes, Pa. Arkan won't repeat."

I heard a breath across there. "Yes already, Papa forgive this time. If you repeat, Papa will punish you!"

Arkan swallowed his saliva silently with a tense face.

"Actually Papa's phone you want to leave. Papa and Hanum have to go abroad to take care of our project. Mama and aunt Laras also came to accompany us because we were gone for quite a long time, about a month. Nesya and Silva are alone at home, so you have to take care of them, yeah!" setya delivered his message.

"Yes, Pa. I must take care of them" Arkan said after nodding. Actually he was not sure he could keep Silva because of his heart condition which always thumped if he was near the girl.

"Okay, then Papa hang up. Don't let you miss school!" remember Setya again.

"Yes, Pa. You guys be careful on the road, yeah. Um... Greetings Arkan to mama, yes."

"You said it yourself! Not strong Papa denger message from his mother's bucinnya," Setya quipped then his voice shrank because calling Laras.

Arkan rolled his eyeballs and then screeched. "Not conscious! The self is also bucin," reply Arkan slowly.

"Hello, Honey!" I heard the voice of my mother across the street.

"Ma, be careful on the road, yeah! Do not long go with papa, do not forget the children, yes! And go home later don't add any more members!" arkan Sweat.

"Abroad! You think we're going on our honeymoon? Mama wants to nemenin papa work, not vacation," Lisa protests that make Arkan chuckle. If the mother is in front of him, it is certain that his waist will be exposed to hot pinches.

"Yes, yes, believe me," Arkan replied as he continued to chuckle.

"That jerky! You have to believe!" 

As Arkan sank into his laughter, the voice of the mother was replaced by the father.

"Already, already! So you're dating your mom, anyway! Now it's Papa's turn to be with mom. Already yes, all right you, do not forget to take care of your sister and your future wife! Papa close!" pamit Setya then heard a call disconnected.

Arkan stared at the screen of his phone with a smile still expanding. However, his smile was replaced by both eyes widening when he saw the clock that had shown at 6:30. It's certain he'll be late. Immediately Arkan got up to walk hastily to the bathroom.

***

While at the airport, Silva was hugging her waist spoiled trying to restrain her departure.

"Why do you have to come, Dad? Usually Dad goes alone no problem, no, no," protested Silva leaning spoiled on Laras' chest.

Hanum sighed softly then stroked Silva's soft hair. "If you normally do, Papa is just project observation, but right now, we will be at the meeting with the shareholders. This meeting is very important for us, so we must be accompanied by our wives. Besides, aren't you used to being left behind by Daddy?"

Puffing in annoyance, Silva shook his head in Laras arms. "That's not long gone, ish Dad! It's a month, long time!"

Laras glanced at Hanum who was reciprocated by her husband's shoulder. A sign that he had given up on persuading their son.

"Darling, don't be spoiled, yeah. Dad and Mommy are there for work, not for holidays. Therefore, we do not invite Vava, because surely you will be bosen there. So, Vava is here, yes. Mother promises will often connect Vava. Later, if Vava is off school, then we're on a family vacation, okay?" persuade Laras gently as his hand rubbed Silva's mane.

Silva sighed, he did not melt at all because of the mother's persuasion, only, he tried to understand. Silva straightened his seat. "Yes, it's okay. I can be alone at home. Same father Mother be careful, yes!" answer with lethargy.

"Well, how does that answer? Where's the smile, come on? Don't frown so ah, later Daddy same Mother not calm go, Vava's mind continues. Come on where the smile is!"

"Well, that's dong! Yeah, now Vava's home, yeah!"

Silva immediately hugged Laras back. "No want! Wait for Mommy to fly first!"

"Oh, so you're not waiting, are you?"

"No! Bad dad, take your mom and keep working! It's still spoiled with mom!"

The couple also chuckled anxiously at the funny behavior of the child.

***

Arkan made his way to the indoor court where he and other members of the basketball club used to practice. He was a little late because of the task he had to finish first. None of this would have happened if he had not woken up late, made himself late for school and ended up being punished for cleaning the entire male toilet. The morning was really bad.

Upon arriving at the indoor court, Arkan saw that the basketball team was already preparing for the position and was about to start a match between the senior and junior basketball teams.

"Sorry, I'm late!" arkan lowered his head slightly.

"Yes, the punishment is you who trained first-class children abis sparing. Now, you change your clothes, keep warming up!" reply Mario-si captain basketball.

Arkan nodded then followed the captain's orders. He went to the dressing room.

An hour waiting, the match was over since 15 minutes ago. Now, it's Arkan's turn to train members of the basketball team who are still in first class. He began by praying and then explaining the mistakes many of them made during the match that led to their defeat. Continued with him demonstrating the right technique to improve the way that is less precise. He trained with some third-grade students. While the second class was trained by Mario assisted by several senior people.

***

Finish the basketball team practice. Now, they were resting before coming home. Arkan who was not at home with sweaty clothes, immediately changed his clothes in the changing room. While others, it is lazy because it is too tired. They prefer to sit on the floor while chatting casually.

"Where is this ayang lo?" dion asked as his right leg nudged one of Faris's legs out beside him.

"Yes, huh? How not to look? Usually every exercise is always cool," said Mario glanced at Faris with his back on the floor.

"What is tired he said waiting for Faris, not sensitive," Kevin looked at the ignorant Faris.

"Jeekah!!" exclaim Kevin and Rafi together and then bertos ria.

Faris just rolled a lazy eyeball. "Silva didn't go to school, this morning she drove her father to the airport" he replied in a lethargic manner.

Arkan stops his steps when he overhears Faris. So, Silva's parents also left, he thought.

A moment later he patted her on the forehead. He forgot that the father had told him this morning that Silva's parents had also left because of one of his colleagues.

And now he remembered his mother's message to look after Nesya and Silva. He raised his hand checking the clock that was coiled around his wrist.

"Eh, it's seven? Cepet very feeling. Turn around," Arkan muttered and then moved.

"Guys, I go first, yeah!" he waved his hand and rushed out of the field.

"Why him? Don't you usually rush that?" ask Mario to Faris.

However, Faris only replied by shrugging both of his shoulders.

... Seriate......

how's this part guys? I hope you like it. Krisar opened.

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