MARRY MY LOVER'S BEST FRIEND

MARRY MY LOVER'S BEST FRIEND
CHAPTER 88


It's been two weeks since Lovely lived here. He didn't really mean to learn. In fact, he often sneaks when Arka zooms meetings or when he should be working on something just for nyinyir.


"Indeed, right now it seems like Arka is ignoring me. But you don't feel the upper hand" Lovely said that afternoon as there were only the two of us in the living room.


"On what basis should I feel on the wind? It seems like even a cold it feels nauseous to see you here," I said without thinking about her feelings anymore.


"Yes, if you can't have anything covered from you," said Lovely dismissing me.


At the same time Arka came and took me away. Of course I followed Arka who turned out to invite to review one of the locations where batik craftsmen wrote. I'm very enthusiastic about all this. They not only create contemporary batik motifs but also customer-order motifs. We also expressed our desire to work together where they will become subcon of my boutique production later. We were there for a long time, after agreeing to the next meeting, we rushed home because I had to go to a course with Maura.


On the way home, I told Arka my short chat with Lovely just before we left. I asked Arka about the meaning of Lovely's words, she just concluded that it was just Lovely's attempt to make things worse.


"If I thought I needed to, I would have told you. Although we started from an arranged marriage but from the beginning I just wanted to take care of you and make sure you are okay and happy always" Arka said with a smile and patted the top of my head.


"Rubber?" My God in Rayi style.


"Yes, no need to explain, you can feel it yourself kok yank," said Arka with a tone that never failed to charm me


"Sweet, really" I wrote


"So? Don't want to kiss or be hugged?" tanya Arka started teasing me.


"What the hell, mas? So flirtatious is not that obvious," I said blushing while looking out the window, not strong if I keep staring at him.


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When Maura came home and I tried everything I learned. Lovely walked into the sewing room and did not stop blaspheming and denouncing my activities. He said that I am indeed a low level, not classy, it is worth living with UMK standards because I pursue basic skills like a freshly graduated high school boy and do not have any skills. No pantes-pantesnya I became part of the family Pak Surya. Unlike him who is currently studying to be a boss, studying business with the CEO and according to him my distance from him is like the deepest sky and sea floor. Lovely's mouth sometimes makes the ears hot. But if I look further, some days he was in this house, it does not look like he learned anything other than to walk around and look for opportunities to demean me. Actually, if I wanted to I could have asked Arka to expel him, but for what to do like that, it would be the same as showing that I was afraid to compete with him. Yesterday afternoon, the boy who did not know life. Know what he knows about the world of work? She was just lucky to be born from a family of being but I was much luckier for being trained to be a tough woman.


"You didn't hear me?" lovely shouted suddenly and it was very close to me.


"No, what's the matter?" I asked who was struggling with my own brain.


"I said, I'm not sure Arka loves you. Whys? Because you were married not because Arka wanted to, but the papa wanted to," Lovely said began to heat me up again.


"Oh yes, will papa who will. Why didn't you marry me the same? Arka Kasian," I said as I made a negligent pattern for Arka.


"Are you crazy? Om Surya and Aunt Gendis are harmonious. Level you are far below Aunt Gendis," Lovely said in a very condescending tone.


Since Lovely came, this house feels like without windows, without air ventilation, without AC and I don't know without anything that makes the atmosphere hot. He was as if carrying a stealth air that must be immediately eradicated because it was very disturbing. I went back to my room, my most comfortable place in this house because even though, Lovely never set foot in this room. I threw my body on the bed and closed my eyes. My mood for work feels really broken by Lovely.


I quickly opened my eyes and hurried to sit down as I sensed the presence of someone inside this room. I breathed a sigh of relief when I found out that Arka was coming in and immediately sat down.


"I thought you were going to go bust, the road was really fast" Arka said with a smile.


"I'm afraid of being chased by a lizard demon" I said at once but was able to make Arka smile.


"You can be patient, two or three more days of work can I stay, so we can heeling," Arka comforted me.


"Oh yeah? Where are you going, mas?" tanyaku.


"Where are you going?" Arka asked me back.


"Not going anywhere. I'm just missing mom" I said, bowing sadly.


"Yes, we go back to the village to my mother's house. I've also missed the same streets in the rice fields," said Arka while ruffling the poniku.


"Because mas?" I made sure with great enthusiasm. "But, Lovely?" ask me with a hanging tone.


"Yes, let him be here with Mbok Welas. He only asked to be allowed to live in this house. So you can't go with dong" Arka said with a laugh.


"Thank God," spontaneously the words came out of my mouth.


"Lumayanlah, for some days we do not need to discuss Lovely. Kasian you, must be dizzy and eat the heart continues," said Arka while playing the tip of my hair.


Relieved, even though I do not know let alone the agreement between Arka and Lovely, I am sure Arka has calculated that Lovely is not too disturbing me and Mbok Welas. In fact, Lovely could not protest when Mbok Welas was always in the Arka workspace when Lovely was there too. Mbok Welas never gave them a chance. I think Mbok Welas is a true hero because for the sake of getting rid of Lovely, Mbok Welas is willing to sacrifice his favorite infotainment, soap opera and FTV shows. Arka also never allowed Mbok Welas to serve Lovely other than for food. The business of clothing, bedding, cutlery all have to be cleaned up by themselves especially if Lovely to dare to tell Mbok Welas to do something for him, then the answer is bye-bye Lovely.


"No need to be hugged as a sign of gratitude. Even left daydreaming," said Arka while leaning her head on my shoulder.


"Aan the hell mas? Mas from earlier was flirtatious," I said while idly pushing his head.


"I'm a palanquin hugged and hugged you" said Arka trying but I greeted with laughter.


Finally she wrapped her hands around my waist and placed her head on my shoulder. I slowly rubbed his cheek. There was a bit of regret, why didn't I just meet him and fall in love with him? Why should our marriage be because of arranged marriage not because from the beginning there was this kind of love? Ah, there is nothing to be sorry about because we are always together. And I can't wait for you when we get home mom.