MARRY MY LOVER'S BEST FRIEND
CHAPTER 89

We stayed at Arka's house because it turned out that my room was used by Lisna, my cousin who accompanied my mother every day. Assisted by Pakde Marto and Bude Rini, the mother takes care of all the relics of the father. The harvest is also abundant and most importantly the mother looks healthy and happy.

"You guys didn't come home? it's late" my mother said when we were home.

"Is mom really upset?" I said ketus.

"Not ngusir, nduk. Aren't you tired? Go home rest first, come here again tomorrow. It's close," said mother persuading me.

With a heavy heart I follow the orders of mother, even though at this time I still miss the mother. I was always happy with the atmosphere of this house. The sound of a very soothing night and the cool atmosphere that reconciles. I looked out the window, hoping to see the expanse of rice fields, but it was night, only dark and star-studded skies and flickering lights from the houses of the inhabitants were visible from a distance. A warm hug runs down my back and a warm breath touches my neck.

"Yank, I'm going to Rinto's place, yes" said Arka while landing a kiss on my cheek.

"Yes" I said, wiping the back of his hand.

"You're home alone is okay, right?" asked Arka who made my heartbeat soar.

"Lho's? There's nobody here?" I'm starting to panic.

"It's just us, usually the mama who is always at home, but this is the new mama coming with papa," said Arka who made me panic.

Cook me in a house this big alone? Where is the location in the middle of the rice field and far from the neighbors as well. I asked to be allowed to come but Arka refused. Arka even intends to cancel to leave if I come, he said it is not good with Rinto because this is a man's business even he came to bring his wife. I finally gave up and ventured. I just waited in the room while looking at the sketch of the face of the work of Arka attached to the wall and my eyes were focused on one cute face that looked familiar. I squinted my eyes so I could see more detail and as soon as my heart skipped a beat, a sketch of a cute little girl with bangs closing her eyebrows and hair in two was Lovely. Underneath it is the lovely Lovely. However the painting shows a little girl about eleven to twelve years old. How long have they known each other? If Lovely doesn't mean anything in Arka's life, why is there a sketch of her face here? I dared to take it and there was writing behind it. Words that make it hard to breathe 'This dear feeling will not stop flowing for him, like the blood that flows in my body, I will die if I stop loving him'. Maybe Arka loves Lovely, but because of this matchmaking she keeps all her feelings. Honestly I was very sad and hurt, but what about the pain Arka was keeping? I also felt the pain of saving a love that could not be united. The pain is incredible. She was indifferent to Lovely because she didn't want Lovely to wish her any further, just like I did to the Clouds.

I returned the sketch to where it was and took a sketch of my face. I went back and there was also the writing behind it 'My job is just to keep and make you happy not about the love I can have or not'. I took a deep breath, love for whom does Arka mean here? Whose love would he want? Is Arka also struggling to make herself happy in this marriage? What secrets does Arka keep?

I took another sketch of Awan's face and read the writing behind him 'The family is not about bloodline and blood relations, but rather the sincere affection_bromance_'. Once again guilt enveloped my feelings. All because of me so that the friendship between them was broken and the affection disappeared, evaporating like dew as the sun began to rise.

When the sound of Arka motorbike, I immediately trim everything and I pretend to make a dress design. Arka went into the room when I just drew the shoulder and collar that I drew carelessly.

"Yes long?" Arka said while patting the top of my head and kissing my forehead.

"No, no" I replied with a smile that I tried as sweetly as I could.

"No idea, my mind is running all over the place" I replied lying.

"Maybe you're tired, we're sleeping yuk," asked Arka.

I propose to sleep separately on the grounds that the bed is less spacious. Though the bed must be enough because we always sleep hugging and crammed. It's just that I feel uncomfortable. Guilt covers me. How not, Arka always tried to make me happy while in silence she kept sick and disappointed. I felt unworthy to be by his side because I was so evil and only realized it.

"I'm used to sleeping hugging you yank" said Arka refusing as she hugged me from behind.

I just kept quiet not knowing what to say, pretending to sleep was probably better while thinking of the perfect plan to uncover who Lovely really was than I was guessing. Maybe Arka needs a little privacy so she prefers to keep all her problems to herself and maybe this is also what Lovely means if there is something that Arka covers from me.

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The sound of birds chirping and the warm sun hit my face when I woke up. Arka was no longer in bed. I went and looked for him and found Arka in the kitchen cooking fried rice for breakfast. Two glasses of milk are available at the table. I was shocked when I heard my mother's nagging voice because Arka woke up earlier than me to even make breakfast for me.

"That's the wife's job, Ka!" rebuke the mother with her left hand on her waist and right hand pointing.

"Nothing ma'am, Kasih is tired," said Arka while inviting mother to breakfast with us.

"Kakean alesan," said the mother as she fed the fried rice to her mouth.

After the bribe the mother looked silent and enjoyed the fried rice made by Arka which is the standard restaurant. After breakfast and cleaning the cutlery, the mother began to discuss about the grandchildren they craved. It used to take my mother almost fifteen years until I was born, but according to the mother now modern times, there must be a way to soon have a baby. Here my head is more dizzy, Arka and Lovely's business is not finished even mother charges grandchildren.

"I'm afraid to make a child with you" Arka said when she was gone.

"Why?" I started to wonder.

"It's okay, ah. Let's go for a walk. Last night Mr. Marto ngajak benerin tractor," said Arka while pulling my hand and forced me to follow in his footsteps.

I remember, after we got in touch, then Lovely called in the night blind and since then. Arka never asked again. Is it because Lovely's presence scares her because her feelings for Lovely tease her?