Love For My Sad Boy
Chapter 33. The Hidden Truth

I don't know what's on Arkan's mind. He really took Silva away from home. Clearly, he only wanted to protect the girl first.

They were in the Arkan apartment. The man was in the kitchen, making a warm drink for Silva, and making breakfast because they had not eaten anything this morning.

While waiting for the instant noodles to mature, Arkan's mind drifted to the possibilities that would happen to them. He knows that he is wrong. If they escaped here, their parents would be easy to find them. But what matters is not that. Right now what Arkan's mind is how he is not too much hurt when his parents come home. He was sure they would beat him all out. For him it doesn't matter, as long as Silva is okay.

The sound of hot bubbles that had filled the entire surface of the instant noodles in the pot before him rattled Arkan from the reverie. He immediately stirred up his cooking. It felt quite ripe, he turned off the stove and moved the noodles into two bowls.

After the instant noodles were ready to eat, he put them on the dining table and he approached Silva to eat with him.

Again his heart felt melos when he saw Silva daydreaming. Look out the window with a blank look. It's not crying anymore, but Arkan is still worried because Silva is still not willing to talk to him. He was afraid that his health would be disrupted. With the rest of the courage, Arkan walked over to Silva.

"Hey!" a gentle Arkan greeting as soft as his swab at Silva's head.

The girl glanced once at Arkan, then looked back blankly at the window. Ignoring Arkan who stood looming in front of him.

"Hey, let's eat! I made it instant noodles. Sorry, no bread or anything. Because I haven't been spending. Let's eat first!"

Still no response. It was as if the girl was not listening to Arkan at all. Arkan sighed softly, he still stroked Silva's head gently.

"Sorry, I have to bring you here first. Once the situation allows, we go home. I'm afraid they'll be mad when they get home early."

"So now you're a coward?" silva asked suddenly and looked at Arkan sharply.

Not directly answering, he looked at Silva deeply. He could see flashes of anger on both sides. So he must not be emotionally involved if he does not want there to be a fight between them.

"Yes, I'd rather be a coward than see why."

"But why? Why are you afraid of me for what?" urged Silva to look at the guts of both Arkan's jet netra.

"Because-"

"Because of friends? Da? Where there are friends ruining his own best friend!" cut Silva roared releasing his anger.

Arkan shook his head many times. "No!" Both of his hands that were about to grab Silva's body into the deck, were parried away.

"What's wrong?! You really don't think of me as a friend, do you? I just want to get rid of my body! Aye, right?! Answer, Arkan!" silva shouted with a broken cry.

Silva. This time he won't lose. He will not always submit if embraced by Arkan. Although in fact, he was always calm if he was in the warm embrace of this man. He kept on revolting for Arkan to release him, without even bothering to hit the man's body. However, what he got was an increasingly tight hug. Arkan didn't relax the deck at all. It was as if he could lose Silva if he let go of his embrace just a little.

Arkan let Silva's head sink in the chest of his field. Silva can feel the beating heart of Arkan that beats unbecoming. Debaran was hard but made him calmer until he slowly did not rebel anymore.

Feeling Silva starting to calm down, Arkan loosened his hold and looked at Silva's face by cupping his cheek. "Please, don't say that again! My heart hurts, Va."

With his eyes still wet, Silva looked at Arkan's two teary eyes. He was looking for excuses and lies. But what he did get was regret. "Why? Why is your heart hurting? The timing doesn't hurt, does it?! Why are you evil with me, why?"

Silva's cry broke again. He cried while continuing to mutter the word why over and over again. Arkan held him back. Channeling the warmth he hoped would help Silva calm down. His right hand helped rub Silva's hair half an hour later, not to be heard from Silva or the girl's movements.

Arkan loosened his hold to check. Silva is sleeping. There was a little relief in his heart. At least, he could come out for a while to take care of Silva's needs during his stay here. Slowly, Arkan laid down Silva's body and covered him. Before standing up straight, Arkan placed a kiss on Silva's forehead that felt warm. Must have been a fever. Arkan decides to compress Silva first.

He walked into the kitchen and a few minutes later returned with a small basin of warm water and a small towel. Dipped the towel in water and then squeezed. Slowly so as not to disturb Silva, he placed the wet towel on Silva's forehead. As he stood up straight, Silva was delirious.

"Lo evil, Arkan."

Even while sleeping Silva realized Arkan's irritation.

"If you knew the truth" shriek Arkan looked at Silva with teary eyes. A second later, her tears rolled down her cheeks. Arkan is no longer strong, it feels very crowded to see how Silva is crying because he considers himself guilty. But again, it doesn't matter. Rather than knowing the truth, it will even make Silva worse.

A few minutes later, Arkan changed his compress and walked out of the room. He went to the dining table and began to eat noodles that have expanded until the sauce is only a little left. Arkan still ate it because he felt sorry if thrown away. In the middle of his eating activities, his phone vibrated three times.

Soon he checked it. It turned out that a short message from the father who said both his parents and also both of Silva's parents had arrived home. They want Arkan to meet them. He finished both bowls of instant noodles quickly then washed the dirty tableware.

After he finished washing the dishes, he returned to the room. Replacing the compressive cloth on Silva's forehead.

"I'll go first, yeah, just a second. I promise I'll always protect you." It was diluted while gently rubbing Silva's hair.

Then Arkan stood up straight, grabbed his jacket on the nightstand, then immediately went to his parents' house with the determination and courage he had prepared. For sure he will face the anger of their parents after he tells them what has happened to their children.

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