LOVE PAID IN CASH
Dad Why?

"You what?" Arka raised both of her hands and sniffed both of her armpits. "Come under. This must be your troubled digestion." Arka came back closer to Mihika. 

Mihika who was wiping her face, felt the turmoil on her stomach because Arka who returned was nearby. The perfume Arka wears really makes Mihika uncomfortable. 

"Ihh, Mr. Arka don't come here" whined Mihika. "I'm sick again." 

Arka clucked, "Yes I'm out." 

Mihika heaved a sigh of relief, while trying to endure the nausea. "Can you continue working? If we don't finish it at home," said Arka has returned to the toilet. 

"Sir Ark!" shouted Mihika. 

Arka raised both her hands up, "Okay, I'm out." 

...***...

Arka stared at the center mirror in her car watching Mihika's face that was closing her eyes. Mihika did not want to sit side by side next to Arka who was driving. Choosing to sit in the back cabin, both of them looked like drivers and employers.

"Are you sure you don't need to see a doctor?" 

"Hm," Mihika replied still with her eyes closed.

"I think you should get a doctor's check-up. Looks like you have a rare disease, nausea and even vomiting because it is close to my husband even I who smells like this you say smell," said Arka. 

"Sir Arka, very noisy. I don't want to go to the doctor. Better Mr. Arka drive faster, I'd like to take the fall." 

"Aren't you going to change the call to me?" 

"Keep what dong calls." 

Arka smile-smile himself imagines Mihika who is spoiled and calls him with different names, such as bebz, honey, darling, or ….. Arka sighed, it seemed that it was impossible. Mihika was too stiff, preferring formal calls as she is today. Arka really feels like Mihika's superior despite being at home.

“It's here, baby. Want to get off or want me to carry?”

Mihika opened her eyes looking around and turned out to be in the basement of the apartment. “I can do it myself,” Mihika replied.

Again Arka and Mihika walked far apart. Arka follows Mihika's steps, even if it gets too close will make Mihika protest. “Do we have to ride elevator separately?” tanya Arka who stood two meters behind Mihika.

Mihika turned her head and shook her head. While in the elevator, Arka was standing in the corner while Mihika was right in front of the door. Luckily there were only the two of them in the elevator.

Mihika has trouble opening the apartment door. “Pak Arka change access yes?”

“No, try again. Don't rush, I'm far away, ” replied Arka who stood at a distance with Mihika. It turned out to be successful, true Arka's remark that Mihika was in a hurry.

“Arka,” call someone. “It turns out true you live on this floor.”

Arka and Mihika turned towards the woman who was walking closer to Arka and hugged her. “Why don't you go to the club again? I wait really loh, even stop by my unit also not,” said Cintia by hugging Arka's arm.

Arka looked at Mihika who was looking at her and lowered Cintia's hand. “Sorry, I have to go in.”

“Oke, I came with ya,” said Cintia while glancing flirtatiously.

“Cintia, looks like you misunderstood. I'm married,” said Arka.

Cintia laughed at Arka's confession. “You're kidding, it's not funny, but I want to laugh. An Arka married, what does the world say?”

“Care what the world says, Mr. Arka is married,” said Mihika then grabbed Arka's hand and invited her in.

“Wait, she,” Show Cintia to Mihika.

“My wife and I love her.”

“You are not wrong, I am wow like this you refused but married with ...” Cintia pointed at Mihika with both hands pointing from head to toe.

“Why, because I'm not as pretty as you? From beautiful but cheap, to nyamperin to male unit married.” Mihika again invites Arka in and closes the door.

“Honey,” call Arka.

“Ngak Hika, swear. You can check my phone no I greet them first.”

Mihika folded both hands on the chest and glanced cynically at Arka. “They? So many women kayak earlier.”

Arka clucked then sat down on the sofa, and patted the spot next to her for Mihika to also sit down. With laziness Mihika also sat not far from Arka, still with a frowny face mode. Arka casually removed the suit and tie that felt strangling his neck, although trying to calm down but Arka's heart seemed to beat unbecoming. Worried if Mihika really does not believe that she has no relationship with any woman.

“Already Mihika, we just go for it at this time. Now, I'm all yours,” said Arka. “Because you are the winner, we are married and you have to trust me.”

Mihika clucked, “Towered her too for being forced. Mr. Arka is not romantic, until now I have not been given a wedding ring, has been married in doang pajamas. Boro-boro decorations and dresses, this is even in the far corners of the village,” complained Mihika while pouting.

Arka chuckles, “Let's make a fancy reception, what do you want it like?”

“Tau ah.”

Arka smiled then while eroding the distance and melu_mat Mihika's lips. Mihika does not reply to what Arka did, making Arka anxious and biting Mihika's lips. Then fretting it a little rough, Mihika moved to unravel their closeness but Arka swiftly held Mihika's nape.

“That's one of the proof that I only belong to you,” said Arka after releasing her pagutan.

Mihika who was still panting and stood up, “That's proof that Pak Arka was perverted,” taunted Mihika.

“You ...”

Mihika decided to rush to her room.

...***...

This afternoon Mihika missed her lunch, because of the nausea that hit again. Arka, who gets a call to testify to the reports from Johan and Aditya, tells Mae to make sure Mihika eats.

“Hika, let's eat first. This is Mr. Arka's message, I'm afraid he will be angry,” Mae said.

“You first, I ordered fruit juice.”

“Hika,” whine Mae. “You never saw Mr. Arka angry anyway,” said Mae who was still standing in front of Mihika's desk.

“Indeed how to, angry Mr. Arka.” Look at Mae and wait for her answer.

Mihika's phone vibrated, it turned out that there was an incoming message. Looking at the notification pop up, it looks like a message from Johan. Mihika immediately opened her phone screen.

[Home now, your father wants to meet.]

Mihika is typing to reply to a message from Johan, but there is a new message.

[NOW, do not let you regret.]

“Om Johan why? Or Dad drop again yes,” said Mihika.

“What's up?” ask Mae.

“I'm home yes, my father is sick. Do not forget this memo from Mr. Arka for the disbursement of the next stage project budget. Complete the number and name of the project.” Mihika handed over some files to Mae.

Mihika was already at her family residence, taking a taxi from the office to the house. Rushing towards his father's room, there was Johan who had just come out of Aditya's room.

“Daddy why, Om?”

Johan breathed. “You're in, don't talk to heavy issues. He wants to see you,” Johan said.

“Dad,” call Mihika and then approach her father.

“Mihika, come Nak.”

Johan who was still in the middle of the door chose to close the door and let the two spend time together that might not be repeated again.

Mihika took off her glasses and put them on the nightstand and lay down next to her father and hugged her body that was not fit as before. “Dad why?” 

\=\=\=\= Hmm, what's wrong ....