MARRY MY LOVER'S BEST FRIEND
CHAPTER 91

We spent a week in the village and today we went home. Unlike usual, Mbok Welas is not in front of the TV, but the house already looks neat. The plants in the garden and fish ponds looked much cleaner and more beautiful, looking more manicured than before. The house looks quiet but the aroma of cooking leads me to the kitchen. Mbok Welas and Lovely are busy cooking together. Unlike usual, Lovely wears a plain white T-shirt and flannel knee-length model box skirt with ponytailed hair. It looks simple and is very appropriate to its age, looks cute and adorable.

"Well, how'd it get home?" mbok Welas asked.

"Kok tumben Lovely help you?" tanyaku no less surprised with Mbok Welas.

"Oh? New copy of law. If he is not obedient, do not want to be kicked out," said Mbok Welas but impressed stuttering.

Arka who just entered the kitchen then invited me to leave Mbok Welas and Lovely. Arka asked me to rest and I followed her. Arka said goodbye to zoom meeting and I headed to my sewing room. I miss you for working. I still haven't finished the negligee for Arka. I laughed as I imagined Arka wearing that negligee. Who asked him to make a negligee, yes I filled it. I was stunned when I opened my sewing room door. It all looked neat and like someone was wearing it. I rushed to the kitchen and found Mbok Welas who had finished cooking and was arranging food on the dining table.

"The one who wears it, why? You mind nduk?" mbok Welas' confession made me suspect that he was lying.

"It's okay mbok, yes I've been there again," I said as I passed away.

Why do I feel something is covered by Mbok Welas? Because all this time even though I went for a long time Mbok Welas never once touched my sewing room even though just to clean it. Only at the beginning was Mbok Welas sewing there, after that mbok Welas like no longer care. Yes, maybe this week Mbok Welas is trying to do something because he has to stay at home with Lovely. I have not had time to work, Mbok Welas has called for lunch and it turns out Lovely did not come to eat together because it had eaten first and is now busy in his room. I hurriedly finished my meal because I was already impatient to execute my first piece.

It was late at night when I finished. It's a pleasure and I have to show it to Arka right away. But, where is Arka? is he busy in the office? Later I look for it, I should take a shower first, Arka really likes if I run out of bath and smell nice.

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"Son, let's just say it to Kak Kasih," Lovely's voice sounded when I got to the front door of the study.

"Later dong Love, why not patience anyway?" arka said in a soft and very soothing voice.

"Yet, Brother Arka is very naughty," Lovely replied in a cheerful tone..

I abandoned my intention to enter the study. But their conversation wasn't what I imagined. Lovely's way of talking doesn't sound like a seductive woman, but it sounds very spoiled and adorable. They seem very familiar like brothers. Like a sister asking her brother for something. What does Lovely want to tell me?

I don't know why I went back to my sewing room that looked messy. I then cleaned and tidied up the sewing room but Lovely's cute voice still lingered in my ears. I then sat down on the floor and a negligee for my Ark to hang around my neck. Until the smart moment opened and Arka entered with her smile that made me forget that I was having trouble with her.

"Kok sitting here yank? There's a chair" said Arka, then sat down next to me.

"When are you going to take a shower? it smells like gini" said Arka, peeping at the top of my head.

"Mas was busy with Lovely to the point of forgetting me," my protest sounded grumbling.

"Jealous, huh yank? Vidi Aldiano said, jealous to drain the bathtub, you know," joked Arka while playing the tip of my hair.

"Ga too, our people wear showers do not have a bathtub," I reply to his jokes but with a tinge and seemed lazy.

I then gave a negligee to Arka just like that. Very far from expectations that expect full of cuteness and laughter. All because of Lovely. It feels lazy to continue all, my spirit is lost along with the attitude of Arka who seemed to do no wrong. It's really smart to keep secrets. Suddenly Lovely came in with a makeup that I thought was menor, coming back like a woman who did not know herself. Arka immediately left us both.

"You think that you keep Arka caring?" lovely said while watching her nails.

"You care, you think I care?" I said while walking and deliberately hit his shoulder.

Who does he think he is? Without insinuating like that, my heart is already hot let alone hearing her scathing words. Getting out is the best way. No need to respond. Maybe he felt the upper hand because in fact behind me Arka treated him well. Oh Arka, why are you making my head dizzy like this? What is it between you and Lovely? Why are you two different in front and behind me? In front of me you are very indifferent to Lovely but behind me you are very familiar. And Lovely was very polite calling me and Arka 'Sister'. Why are so many questions popping up in my head?

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa," I shouted as my steps stopped beside the fish pond.

There were footsteps approaching me. Tears began to wash over my cheeks and a panicked Arka grabbed me and tried to calm me down. But my tears became even more so, all the questions that ran through my head spilled into tears full of annoyance. Arka then carried me and took me to the living room and the strangest. Lovely seemed panicked and busy helping Arka start from taking a drink for me and did not stop apologizing even to come crying. In amazement I tried to regulate my emotions, catch my breath and try hard to face Lovely.

"Kok you panicked until crying? What's up?" ask me while wiping the wet tears on the cheeks.

"I told you, Brother Arka, I hope. But Brother Arka even ngeyel," said Lovely who made me more confused.

"What's this about?" I asked with the tone getting higher.

"Yank, you calm down first, control your emotions, later if all is okay then I tell everything. OK ?!" said Arka who was only able to make me sigh long.

What the hell do they mean?