MARRY MY LOVER'S BEST FRIEND
CHAPTER 78

"For zheyeng, did you wake up first? Afraid of anything?" mas Arka said as I prepared breakfast for him.

What-apain? Last night's arc slept really well while I couldn't sleep at all because of the call that night. If it's a misalignment, there's no way the contact's name came out. Still with the same question, why would a woman call Arka at that hour? Lazily I also asked Arka, later she even felt pretentious again.

"Yank!" Arka called me again.

"Yes, "my answer was short and impressed.

"You why? Why? That still hurts, right?" ask Arka while guessing.

"No, a sick heart" I said as I pulled up the chair for Arka to sit down and put the fried rice in front of her.

"Why? How come it's a sudden heartache?" tanya Arka is still with a cheerful face and it makes me even more sebel.

"Ask the same to myself" I said while eating.

I need to eat because heartache needs extra energy. At least I did not look at Arka who was beginning to be confused. Throughout breakfast, Arka kept looking at me in astonishment while remembering something. Has he not checked his phone yet? Or did he not know that last night I found out a girl had contacted him? I completely silenced Arka and over time Arka showed her panic. Finished breakfast mas Arka to his study room and I then cleaned up and continued by helping Mbok Welas even though Mbok Welas continued to forbid me. I must concern myself so as not to deal with Arka.

At 10 Mbok Welas started hanging out in front of the TV and I decided to go out and take a walk. Wherever I may not know the important way is not to stay at home, who knows there are interesting ones out there. Just walk, rather than take a city bus or transportation but do not know the route, can actually get lost very far, better walk, if you start confused just stay behind the direction. Anyway I have no intention of stopping by, just want to go for a while for a fresh breeze. Suddenly a hand held me.

"Where are you going? It's not good to go in a crashing state, later it can be tambet," said Arka who was beside me with a smile that melted the heart.

"Bored at home. How do you follow me? Not work?" I said try to cover everything.

"Work can't focus, let alone you go without saying goodbye," Arka said and made me stop my steps.

"Why is that?" let me start jutek again, the mood swing vows exceed the time of PMS.

"When you're missing how?" tanya Arka was still trying to joke.

"Good dong, you can be free as your girl you call lovely," I finally can not save, I said with teary eyes.

Arka looked shocked and slightly glared at my words. It seemed like there was something he wanted to say, Arka quickly pulled me over and took me home. Without further ado with Mbok Welas, Arka took me straight to my room and asked me to sit at the dresser.

"These are the ways?" ask Arka while showing her phone.

It turned out that this morning Arka called back and it was almost an hour. It seemed like my heart was starting to be unable to pump blood all over my body with a normal rhythm. It felt like my chest was getting crowded seeing this reality.

Should I be angry? But why does Arka's cold attitude make me feel more cornered? Like a boomerang, this anger turned against me.

"W-this is who's calling, ma'am?" I was a little afraid to see Arka's tense expression without a smile.

"That, Lovely, L-O-V-E-L-Y is lovely, not a special call or anything. He's the son of a papa business partner who currently lives abroad," Arka said very firmly and clearly.

I'm speechless. Stupidly I was too childish, all there must be an answer if I asked. Not fumbling by myself and playing with my own emotions. Confused because of my own actions. I looked down, my tears falling crying over my silly stupidity. I felt Arka holding me and kissing the top of my head. He rubbed my back and apologized for being rude to me. But I should be the one apologizing for misunderstanding him. I am the cause of all this.

"You jealous, yank?" Arka began to question me with her ignorant smile.

"No," I replied, throwing my face away and wiping away the remaining wet tears on my cheeks.

"Not wrong, you mean?" tease Arka again and I smile.

Arka then tells the story of Lovely who is seven years younger than him and just learned to manage their family company. They had been in contact for a few days, but because Lovely said it was a very emergency, he was forced to call for help Arka. Likely next week Lovely will join Pak Surya company. So the intern so he understands the ins and outs of the company.

"Aren't you asking Welas? Mbok Welas knows it," said Arka again and made me even more embarrassed.

"It's suspicious by name" I reasoned not to feel too guilty.

"Your name is also Love, My Love. There is also a thing called Love, If our child is born, his name is Tresno aja, njawani" said Arka who then patted me on the cheek and returned to her study.

The kid? Does Arka really want to have any offspring from me? I also have to be ready, yes maybe later I will take Arka for monthly shopping and buy milk pregnancy preparations and some vitamins. So that our children will be born healthy and strong. If my son will look like Arka, it must be amazingly funny and adorable. May my son also have dimples that sweeten his smile and also be patient and mature, not careless and silly like me. Suddenly Arka's phone in my hand shook and it was a call from Lovely. I dare to answer it.

"Ka, you'll pick me up at the airport. I miss you, kiss you," Lovely's voice sounded so spoiled and seductive.

"Yes, I will convey to Mas Arka," I replied as I gulped and wanted to vent all my emotions and insults.

"Who is this?" the tananya is very centile.

"I am Mas Arka's wife" I replied proudly introducing myself so that the child yesterday afternoon knew himself.

"Arka is married? When's? How did he not tell? Oh, must be the same betrothed Om Surya huh? Of course, you pretend to be happy when you don't love each other" Lovely said.

Know what he knows about our feelings? And if we don't love each other, will she just hug and kiss someone's husband? Can you be flirtatious and spoiled with my husband? OK, I take this as a war for love. Maybe he needs to learn about the expression Everything is fair in war and love.