Love For My Sad Boy
Chapter 47. So Mine!

Faris immediately shook her head. He realized he could not just miss Dea's confession. He must act.

"So, you're the one who confessed all that?" faris asked with a pale face as if too shocked to hear Dea's confession just now.

"Yes, I did everything" Dea answered still with a grin.

"But why? Why would you admit that to Silva? You know, he's down right now. Arkan said Silva was sick after the incident. Rafan also said that Silva did not stop crying and screaming that he hated Arkan. You know, they're best friends, De. Now, it's like this, my relationship is falling apart too. You're really evil, Dea!"

"That's all I'm doing for you, Faris! Lo made me this way! One of you who do not want to accept me, even ogled at the slightest existence of me, you do not want! So I chose a shortcut by keeping away the person who blocked my path, that is, Silva. With Silva in Arkan's charge, I can take you without any more hindrance. So, now it's better for me to say! Because I can do anything you never imagined. Even worse than this."

A tit!

Dea gasped at the sound after seeing Faris pull out her phone from behind her back.

"But unfortunately I'm not that stupid, Dea," refuted Faris smiling obliquely as she watched Dea's face turn pale. "Gue will make this evidence. So, just get ready to see the police, okay?"

Dea hugged Faris' knee. "Faris, please don't! Don't report me to the police, Ris! I don't want to disappoint my mom. Gu-gue will do whatever you want as long as you don't report to me," restless Dea who frantically hugs Faris' feet tightly.

"Why do I give you a chance? After all, Silva also will not come back to me, he already belongs to Arkan," replied Faris did not heed Dea's request.

"Gue promises I'll follow all your requests, I promise. Please, Ris." Dea is still in position.

Sighing deeply, Faris looked down at Dea. In his head there was a right request for his life to be calmer.

"Okay, I'm not going to report you to the police. Just so, you stop chasing me!"

Hearing Faris' request, Dea shook her head violently. "No, I can't! I can't stop chasing you! I love you, Ris! What else do you have to do if I love you?!"

Faris ruffled her hair in frustration. "How many times do I have to say it! It's not a feeling of love! But it's an obsession! You're obsessed with me, Dea! You have to realize, someone will not be possible to make the person he loves sad let alone hurt. Even you are willing to commit evil for my sake. If you love me, you should be happy with Silva!"

"But I love you too much, Faris! I don't want to see you happy with Silva!"

"Well, that's called obsession."

"No! I am not obsessed with you! I love you, Faris! I really love you! Not obsessed! I love you the same! I love you!" raung Dea let go of Faris's legs and switched to covering both his ears with two hands and crying hysterically.

Faris who saw him shook his head. "God... How bad is your psyche, Dea?"

Faris approached Dea and carried her. He wants to take Dea home first. He would explain the incident to the Dea family and suggested that Dea be taken to a psychiatrist.

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A narrow bed that only fit one patient is now filled by two people. They are willing to sleep jostling as long as they still feel the warmth of their respective bodies. Just blame it on Silva forcing Arkan to sleep with him and banning Arkan from sleeping on the couch. He said Arkan's body will ache if you sleep on the sofa. Then, if you sleep in bed but insist, is not sore too, Miss Silva?

"Narrow huh? I'm on the couch, huh? Your kasian is so uncomfortable," Arkan said seeing Silva often move uneasily.

Silva shook his head and subconsciously wrapped his hand to the side of the bed beside Arkan. So, he looks like he's hugging Arkan.

"Don't! I'm comfortable, really. Anyway you don't sleep on the sofa, later his body seals, still can't take care of me, can't I say, how?"

Arkan raised both eyebrows hearing Silva's words. "So, you mean I'm sleeping here so you can fuck me, right?"

Without hesitation, Silva nodded. "Well, what else?" silva replied while holding back his smile.

Silva rounded his eyes. "But..."

"Udah, don't say anything else. I sleep, I want to sleep. You also have to sleep so that the spit is healed and tomorrow you can go home. You want to be treated like me," cut Arkan while pulling Silva's head into his chest.

Arkan's behavior really sucks for Silva. I don't know how his heart is at the moment. Even his face was already flushed red like a boiled crab. Silva then hit Arkan on the back with his hand behind Arkan's body. Makes the owner grimace sick.

"Va... Why was I hit anyway?" ask Arkan looking at Silva sulking.

"Your feet! It's 8 o'clock, time to go to bed! I'm not sleepy, I can't sleep yet." whined Silva with pursed lips. Don't know if Arkan is holding back from kissing those pursed lips.

Arkan chuckled amusedly at the sulking face of Silva. He kissed the shoots of Silva's nose channeled his anxiety. It had a direct effect on Silva's face, which slowly flushed to both cheeks.

"Cie... Shame, huh?" whispered Arkan fused his forehead with Silva's forehead.

The girl did not answer. He shook his head and hugged Arkan tightly. Hiding his merry face in Arkan's chest. "Let's not be naughty, dong!" the muffled chest of Arkan.

Again Arkan chuckled in anxiety. He returned Silva's embrace with no less tight. Really, he was happy to be able to feel such a warm moment. He never thought he could feel this togetherness with Silva, not even once. Indeed, he had hoped, but did not expect that his hope would be realized. Yes, even though it has to go through tough days first.

"Silva, thank you, yes" Arkan said, causing Silva to look up at Arkan.

"Make?" 

"Make you accept me and give me a chance. I promise I will continue to be happy with you and will not hurt you in the least. Maybe I can't promise our relationship will be beautiful, at the beginning it's been a lot of bad events. But, I can be sure that I will continue to love you. I don't know if this can still be called love or obsession, but I really love you, Va. I once thought of taking you from Faris. That's how I feel about you."

Silva looked at Arkan with a haru. He realized Arkan's deep feelings for him. It was evident from that gaze that was so sincere without any meaningful lies. Silva was speechless, he just stared into Arkan's eyes glazed over.

"I actually know, but make a mastiin, so I want to ask. You want to give me a chance to be the one who's always by your side? I won't ask you to rush my feelings, just give me the chance to treat you like the person I love, accept all my affection, and don't hate me anymore. Wanna?"

Opening his eyes once, Silva's tears rolled. He nodded confidently confirming Arkan's question. "Yes, I want to. You have to make me feel your feelings. Anyway you should make me love you, yeah."

Arkan then hugged Silva channeled his happiness. He clutched the body of the girl he had loved for years.

"Yes, I can definitely make you love me, even be my cousin" Arkan replied still hugging Silva.

Buk up!

Silva hit Arkan's back again. "Have a son! You're the one who's my wash!"

"Haha, yes, I have been your first lady. You're the one who's unconscious."

"Yes sorry..."

"Yes, no papa, honey. What matters now is that you belong to me!" Arkan increasingly tighten his grip on Silva.

Both of them smiled happily. Clenching each other to channel the warmth of each body. Enjoy the beautiful moments that surround them. I don't know when they can feel, which is clear at this time they hope that beautiful moments like this can always be felt. Let's pray their hopes are realized.

...Seriate......

Doain ya all😊