Love For My Sad Boy
Chapter 48. Arkan, Don't be Naughty!

"What's this about? Dea why? You temennya?" asked a middle-aged woman in a beige veil when she opened the door for Faris to see Dea being carried.

"We go in first, Auntie. She's sleeping" Faris replied with a small smile.

"Oh, yeah, come on in! Could you please take her to her room?" The woman gave Faris access so she could enter.

"Can Tan, can. Show her the room, yes," Faris answered through the door and followed the woman up the stairs to Dea's upstairs room.

After arriving at Dea's room, Faris placed Dea's body on the bed slowly. Then Faris pulled out a blanket to cover Dea's body up to her neck.

Faris turned to the woman who was still showing an anxious face. "Come, Tan. We'll talk outside."

The woman nodded then passed Faris out of the room of Dea towards the living room. They sat on the couch there.

"Eum... Previously knownin, Tan, I'm Faris, school student Dea. Aunt...his mother is Dea?"

The woman nodded. "Yes, I'm Laila, Dea's mother. What exactly is going on?"

"So this is Auntie's story..." Faris tells from the beginning Dea liked him with unusual, the occurrence of problems with Silva, then with Arkan, to the recognition of Dea was at his home.

Obviously Laila was shocked, covering her mouth with her hands, not expecting her daughter to commit such a crime. In fact he never knew that Dea often went to the club's night.

"It is true, O Allah... I never knew Dea was like that. Why is she so wild?" fretting Laila after hearing a lengthy explanation from Faris.

"My advice, Tan, try taking Dea to a psychiatrist. Maybe, yes, it's just my thinking, maybe Dea needs their services to treat the psychological," suggested Faris who is subscribed to Laila.

"My husband and I will discuss the issue first, yes. But for sure, we won't keep quiet. We will educate Dea better and perhaps more strictly so as not to do bad things again, let alone harm others. Please convey my apology to your friend and ex-boyfriend, yes. For a while, Dea won't be going to school. I'll come to school and explain everything. And thank you, you've brought Dea home and told me everything. Once again on behalf of Dea apologise profusely to all of you."

"Good, Aunt. If this is clear, I am relieved and can forgive Dea. Thank you, Aunt, for acting decisively on this matter. Then, I say goodbye," replied Faris slightly bowed her body and then got up from her seat.

Laila stood up. "Yes, equally. Be careful on the road, yeah. And hope your problems are solved soon. Sorry, we can't help you any further."

"Eh, it's okay, Auntie. I can do it myself, really, hehe. So I went home, yeah. Assalamu'alaikum," greeting Faris cupped his hands together in front of his chest.

"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullah," answered Laila and drove Faris to the main door.

Standing there watching Faris leave her yard in a car.

"City, Dea. Do you have to take you to the village, stay with Grandma Ifah?"

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At midnight Silva woke up from his sleep. He felt his throat dry. He tried to wake up without waking Arkan. As fast as he could, he sat down and stretched out his hand to grab the glass of water that was on the nightstand next to Arkan. So, he had to pass through the body of Arkan who slept on his back to get to the nightstand.

However, his body suddenly stiffened when he felt Arkan's breath right around his neck. A little more arrived, but Silva seemed unable to move anymore. Closing his eyes tightly, Silva tried to gather back his courage. He shortened the distance of his fingertips with a glass and turned to Arkan to make sure that the man was still asleep. But unfortunately, Arkan had already opened his eyes. Right now he was staring at Silva from close range.

"What are you doing anyway? Hm?" ask Arkan whose breath directly hit Silva's face because the distance is very close.

Silva smiled broadly at his teeth. "Hehe, I'm thirsty, Ar. Want to take a drink but hard, not nyampe," Silva fought with a tone that sounded like whining.

As he was about to straighten his body, Arkan held Silva's back to stay in such a position. Silva widened his eyes alertly. But he did not dare to look Arkan in the eye. His heart started to beat hard. Especially when Arkan cupped his face with one free hand. His thumb rubbed gently on Silva's cheeks which were slowly adorned with a red hue that managed to make Arkan chuckle softly. He deliberately pulled Silva's face closer and smiled wider when he saw Silva closing his eyes slowly and holding his breath.

As it got closer to the tip of their nose touching, Arkan blew Silva's face slowly. Silva opened both eyes. Looking at the mischievous smiling Arkan right in front of his face.

"Don't hold her breath, until it's red. Come on breath, hey!"

Silva was silent. Digest the word Arkan until he widens his eyes. Then he immediately hugged Arkan and hid his face in the recess of Arkan's neck. And one of his hands hit Arkan brutally on the chest.

"That's right, don't be! Shame on!" silva's shriek is muffled in Arkan's shoulder.

Arkan chuckles amusedly at Silva's adorable demeanor. He hugged Silva who was still beating his chest.

"Wouldn't! You have to promise not to be like that again!"

"Yes, yeah, dong already, ouch!" Arkan catches Silva's hand until he stops beating him.

"Arkan, pelein ish..."

"Here you were, watch me try!" Arkan pulled Silva's shoulder to look at him.

"Don't want any!"

"Yes, this is how it is," Arkan secured their position.

"You thirsty?" ask Arkan again who is called by Silva without answering.

"Well no, hey?"

"Ck, yes ish!" suhut Silva hits Arkan in the chest.

"Yes, wake up first, let me get you a drink."

Silva woke up. Arkan got up, grabbed a glass filled with half water and gave it to Silva who drank it straight away.

"Udah?"

Silva nodded and Arkan put the glass back on the nightstand. Then he leaned against the wall and pulled Silva's hand to get closer to him.

"Here, it's the same with me!"

"Can't, narrow it!"

"Well, here was your first!"

Silva complied and Arkan pulled Silva to lean on the chest of his field.

"Well, can you?" ask Arkan to relax. It doesn't matter how Silva's heart is at the moment. It's lying so unbearable that it's asphyxiated.

Silence takes over. Only the clockwork beats are heard and also the heartbeat of each of them seems to clash with each other.

"Arkan... Last afternoon, I came here" Silva said, breaking the silence.

"Dad?" reset Arkan with a stolen eyebrow. If you are in touch with parents, surely the situation is not good, more or less for these times.

"Yes, I was good at first. Maybe he's here to see me, because it's like I'm going to Bening. But when I found out that I was pregnant, she was very angry. Just dumped me from home. He said my things would all be moved to your apartment."

Sighing deeply, Arkan rubbed his hair down Silva's back. "That's because your father is an emotion again. I'm sure he really loves you. Because anyway, you're his biological son, his flesh and blood, his only daughter who always makes them proud, and liked by many. Sure enough, there will come a time for your sorry father. As long as we try. We have to prove to all of them that if we can be adults, we can be good parents for our children later. You want to, try to be with me?"

Hearing Arkan's question, Silva looked up, looking at him from a very close distance. He stared at all parts of Arkan's beautiful face. From his hair, eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, chin, skin, everything managed to make Silva not stop admiring, even in his heart. There's a little bit of regret. Why did he realize just how beautiful Arkan's face was, and how sincere and gentle his heart was.

Realizing Arkan's complacency from being stared at by him, Silva smiled stifledly. It turns out that an Arkan could be misbehaving too, Silva thought.

"Cie... Shame, huh? It was a red cheek, cie.hihi," Silva's tease giggled right in front of Arkan's face.

However, just as he was about to distance his face, Silva widened his eyes in reaction to what Arkan had done all of a sudden. Makes his heart beat non-relaxed, until the entire surface of his face reddened.

"Arkan, naughty! Said don't be naughty, even kiss!" silva's shriek was muffled in the chest of the Arkan field.

... Seriate......

Ow! cheesy once yes...🤭