Love For My Sad Boy
Chapter 49. Start from Now

Arkan brought Silva home early in the morning. He got permission from the doctor yesterday to bring Silva home today. He has to go to school, so as much as possible not to be late for school.

They're in Arkan's car. Both of them focused on staring at the streets that still seemed empty and the street lights were still on. Arkan's left hand crept up to Silva's right hand which was on his thigh. He took hold and was brought into their midst. While the focus still remains on the road ahead.

Seeing that, Silva shook his head inexhaustibly. Why does he always get stuck with a guy who is so cute with him, Silva thought.

"That?" call Silva looking at Arkan who is still focused on driving.

"Hm?" Arkan cleared his throat in response but did not turn to Silva.

"Would you drive one hand like that?"

Arkan nodded with his gaze still fixed on the streets. "Could, really. Why?"

Silva nodded and smiled. "No, it's okay."

Hearing Silva's somewhat random reply, Arkan turned a glance to make sure that Silva was okay. He smiled and ruffled Silva's head and said, "Haha, random, anyway?" Then he raised his left hand to be held by Silva.

Silva accepted and held Arkan's hand back. "That?"

"Yes?"

"When did you like me?"

Arkan's frown slightly wrinkled signalling he was astonished by Silva's question. But he was buzzing as well to think of the right answer.

"When? Maybe before you were with Faris. Because I was going to shoot you at the time. But, it turned out to be Faris first. So yeah, that's it," Arkan answered, raising his shoulders.

"That's what?" silva looked at Arkan.

"Yes. that is, broken heart," said Arkan simple.

Silva himself was holding back his happy smile. "How long has her heart been broken?"

"Well... Don't want to know. My secret is that."

Puckering his lips, Silva thudged their grasp without letting go. "Why is that broken? Okay, don't worry, okay? Let's tell you!"

"What's the recipe for that?" ask Arkan looking at Silva with a ignorant and thin grin.

"Grabble?" repeat Silva with a frown.

Arkan nodded confidently.

"Yes... What do you want?" silva asked with a plain face.

Arkan pointed at his cheek in response.

Understanding Arkan's gesture, Silva's cheeks flushed slowly. "C-smell?"

The man just nodded in spirit.

Silva who felt his heart suddenly beating nonchalantly, swallowed his saliva nervously. Then be quiet for a moment.

"It's okay, don't answer! Let's go to another question!" Silva wants to give up.

However, Arkan is not that easy to let go of the opportunity that is already in sight. "Eits! Yes, I don't want to answer the next question. Come on!"

Both of Silva's eyes bully looking at Arkan's hand which again pointed at his cheek. He's clucking confused. But he is curious about Arkan's answers and other questions. So, inevitably Silva gathered his courage.

With a broad smile, Arkan tilted his body while parking his car in the apartment lobby.

Silva began to slowly bring his face closer to Arkan's cheek. With a heart pounding unkillful, Silva's cheeks have turned red even though they have not reached Arkan's cheeks. Arkan lost his temper and pulled Silva's nape and turned his face. Making both of Silva's eyes widen in surprise. Guess for yourself, what happened? Yeah, it wasn't the cheek Silva kissed in the end. And in the end, Silva's questions went unanswered, let alone other questions that had not been asked. He was embarrassed first.

Even after that Silva kept his head down despite having entered the apartment building. Arkan chased after Silva who walked quickly in front of him then grabbed his hand.

"Hey! Wait for dong, honey. Then you do not duck continue dong, later if hit by people how?"

Silva clucked and walked back. "Tau ah, it's wrong that you also looked suddenly. Intentionally, right!"

Arkan was just a whimper when stared intently by Silva. They entered an elevator filled only by the two of them. Arkan hugged Silva's waist from the side and kissed his cheeks fat.

"Abis I'm nervous to see you bite your lips. Therefore, do not be designed so, if only then I'll sosor again, will you?"

Silva simply shook his head with a face that hinted violently.

"Well, of course-Aw!!" Arkan screeched as Silva pinched his waist.

"Who said he wanted to, huh?! Just delicious! No, yeah! Huh!" Silva removed the pinch and exited the elevator with a bent face.

"Huh? Angry her?" ask Arkan to himself and smile. "Games!"

Arkan chased after Silva who had already walked in the hallway of the room towards his apartment room.

"Silva tung- uh, why?" Arkan looked at Silva who was standing stiffly in front of the neighboring room while staring at their room door in bewilderment. He followed Silva's gaze and found two suitcases on the doorstep.

"I-that's my suitcase" Silva's great-grandson pointed at the two suitcases.

So Hanum's serious about his words driving Silva away? Inner Arkan.

Gently, Arkan embraced Silva's shoulder and was led into the apartment room. "It's okay, let's go in! I made breakfast, yeah."

After they entered, Arkan kept the two suitcases in the living room and led Silva to a table chair.

"You sit here first, yeah. Let me make breakfast first," Arkan said, rubbing Silva's hair. He was about to approach the stove, but was held back by Silva who clasped his hand. Making Arkan look on with both eyebrows raised high.

"Let me just cook" Silva said with a wry smile.

"But-"

"It's okay, Ar. I'm the one who's cooking?"

Seeing the strong Silva, Arkan smiled and nodded. "Yes, you cook. Careful, yes, don't daydream!"

"Yes, yes, bring it!"

Silva immediately ran towards the stove while trying to avoid Arkan. He took two packs of fried instant noodles in a hanging cabinet. Yeah, it's still instant noodles, because Arkan hasn't had time to shop. But it's okay, the important thing is they can have breakfast. Silva is no problem either.

Although his heart was claustrophobic as if he wanted to cry roared, but he remembered that there was still Arkan beside him, and there always will be, that was Arkan's promise. And Silva just wants to believe that his heart doesn't hurt too much. At least there is hope for him.

Arkan promised to be there for her. Now it is he who must believe and give his best to Arkan in return for all the kindness and love of Arkan. Although at this time he still can not repay Arkan with his feelings, but one day he is sure that his heart can be filled with love for Arkan. Yes, it might start from now.

Silva turned to Arkan behind him who was cupping his chin with a palm on the dining table while watching him with a gentle look as well as a sincere smile that looked sweet. That's Arkan's love for Silva.

... Seriate.......

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