Love For My Sad Boy
Chapter 32. Unwanted Thing

The morning sun's rays pierced through the cracks of the window that was not covered in curtains, disturbing the comfort of two young people who were still wrapped in blankets, sleeping in pleasure. Until the girl first opened her eyes because the right sunlight hit her eyelids. He blinked adjusting the light entering his pupils.

When he was about to lift his body to avoid the bright morning sun, he felt a chill directly hit his skin. Both eyes widened when he realized that his body was not covered by anything. His heart was racing as bad assumptions continued to enter his head.

He tried to peek at the other part of his body that was still covered in a blanket. How surprised he was to see his body. In addition to already*ng round, many rashes of redness all over his body, as well as dried blood in his mouth of honor. At once he cried lamenting the fate that befell him. Especially when looking at the man beside her who still had not opened his eyes. He is a person who has always been around lately, taking care of him, and making him feel comfortable. But why this? Why did he take such a shit for her? Was Arkan good to him just because he wanted to rob him of his honor?

Silva broke down in tears but tried to be held back by covering his mouth so as not to let out a sob. However, some escaped suction was able to wake Arkan from his sleep. He saw Silva beside him sobbing. The girl must have been hit with what had happened to her. Arkan immediately inched closer to embrace her.

"Don't come any closer!" silva's exclaim made Arkan stop his movement.

"Why?" ask Arkan confused.

Silva did not reply, only glancing briefly at Arkan's body and crying again. And how shocked Arkan was when he found his whole body was not covered by anything.

Now that he realized, Silva must have thought that he was the one who did this to him. But he knows nothing at all. He will save Silva. It was very interesting that he revealed everything to Silva. But, the girl's situation is very bad. If he told the truth that the man who did it was a striped stranger, maybe Silva would get worse. So, for now let him be the suspect.

Unconcerned about his upper body being exposed and the rebellious Silva, Arkan kept him in his arms. Letting his body get weak blows from Silva who did not want to be touched by him.

"Please! Lo evil, Arkan! Take me off, pelin!" Silva continued to rebel while shouting for release.

Until his power runs out, Silva does not rebel anymore, but still mumbles softly so that Arkan will release him. But Arkan didn't budge at all. He muttered his apologies repeatedly. In his heart he apologised for not being able to keep Silva well. Unlike Silva who interpreted the word maat Arkan as regret for having damaged it.

That morning they spent crying while hugging. Weeping over the fate that befell them.

***

Unlike in the Kamal-Dadah family residence. Right now the girl was leaning leisurely on her bed while looking at her phone screen with a slanted smile. Last night he just sent a portrait of Arkan and Silva sleeping naked to their parents who can be sure today will go home. Also to Faris who will surely beat Arkan today.

Dea couldn't wait to watch the drama they were going to do later. The drama he masterminded to ruin Faris and Silva's relationship is actually.

"Gue can't possibly end just by making you fight? You guys can get better later. But in this case, you will not be able to reverse it again. Faris will be disappointed with both of you," he said, ending a satisfied laugh that sounded sneaky.

"This neutrality, I could have been easier on Faris."

***

Moreover, Setya whose face currently looks very flat with a jaw that is always hardened. It was as if he was really disappointed in his eldest son. Already not becus guarding his sister to have an accident, the daughter of his best friend who was entrusted to him was damaged. After arriving later, he promised to expel the child did not know the lucky!

Mothers are more likely to have anxiety on their faces. Mother's premonition is always right. They worry about the safety of their children. Because they know their children very well. And dirty things like that are impossible for them to do. However, the evidence was very clear they saw. Avoiding it feels difficult. So, they can only pray for the good of their sons.

***

The atmosphere had not changed in the room. The two teenagers were still shrouded in a fog of sadness and regret. However, their position has changed. Arkan has cleaned himself up. Right now he was standing beside Silva, hugging the girl. Let him drown the face in his stomach. He patiently stroked Silva's hair over and over again while continuing to use the word sorry.

"Lo evil, Arkan." - Silva who drowned in Arkan's stomach. While his hand that was coiled around Arkan's waist hit slowly on the man's back.

"I'm sorry... Sorry, I'm not looking after you. Sorry, I'm-I'm-"

"...confess this to lo." Arkan felt heavy saying his second sentence. Because he never did. But forced to say so that Silva is not too bad.

"Gue's gonna take responsibility, Va. I will explain everything to our parents, and let me accept all the consequences. I am ready to be punished as much as you and your father. Even I'm willing to be beaten into a coma, as long as I can take responsibility for you."

"And it makes me hate the same! You're a real jerk, Arkan!" raung Silva pushed Arkan's body until his arms came loose and Arkan was pushed back a few steps. Silva stared at Arkan's face with a wet and reddened face so many tears.

Arkan lowered his head, swallowing his cries roundly. He did not want to see Silva's disappointed face on him.

"Gue already believes in you, my parents also give full confidence to keep me. But what are you doing? You even ruined what you should be guarding! I am disappointed with you! I hate you, Arkan! I hate!" Silva shouted as he came back crying and pelted Arkan with pillows nearby. After finishing the pillows around him, Silva turned to pull his hair firmly.

Immediately Arkan approached Silva and re-clutched him to calm down.

"Lo can hate me, you can beat me all you want, but don't hurt yourself. I feel more pain than myself who is sick. Let me just endure all this pain, don't lo. Let me take responsibility. You have to be okay."

Silva was calmer when he heard Arkan's words. He no longer rebelled in the arms of Arkan, only crying to the point of delight. Until he heard Arkan's words that he had never imagined before.

"Silva, let's run away from home and live my life!"

The more the cry of Silva.

... Seriate......