Marrying the Driver's Child
CHAPTER 19

Arsen's matic motor drove slowly through the streets of the capital, as the wind hit our bodies. I saw Arsen repeatedly rubbing his arms in turn. I think he's cold.

Right now, I do feel warm thanks to Arsen's jacket, but Arsen only wears a short-sleeved shirt that certainly can not dispel the cold of the night wind.

“Arsen, are you cold?” I guess I feel sorry for him in the end.

“No papa really, are you still cold too?” Arsen was still rubbing his arm.

“No, I feel warm,” I replied.

Honestly, I feel unbearable to Arsen who started shivering, he could be sick if it continues this way. Reflexively, my hands curled up to Arsen's stomach, my body that was once within Arsen's body, now stuck tightly to his back.

I just kept quiet, didn't want to say anything. My intention was just to make Arsen warm, no other intent.

“Kimmy, are you okay?” arsen asked, he rubbed the back of my hand that was coiled around his stomach.

“Udah you focus just aja,” I replied a little embarrassed.

There was no more conversation between us, but Arsen's hand was now clutching my hands tightly. I close my body to his back.

Finally we arrived at our rented house, I who was a little dizzy immediately entered the house without waiting for Arsen who was locking the fence.

I threw my body on the bed. Without changing clothes, I immediately entered my dreamland.

***

I woke up with a slightly dizzy head. The fragrant aroma of cooking forced me to wake up when the sun began to rise to the contest. My stomach thrashed to be filled because of the smell of this cuisine.

“What Bi Sri cooks up to my room.”

I just lazily got out of bed. Ah, I forgot, it's in a rented house. So who's cooking? Maybe a neighbor?

I walked out to the bathroom to pee, very complicated if the room does not have a bathroom. After coming out of the bathroom, I saw Arsen cooking in the kitchen.

“Hai, have you woken up?” I said as I walked to the dining table.

“Ya las’ if you have not woken up can go here.” I took a glass and poured it with water from the dispenser.

Arsen smiled, “It's about to ripen now, I cooked tempe fried same vegetable sop.”

“Tempe just don't use chicken?” I have a little protest.

At papa's house I always eat with meat, chicken and fish. Even when I ran away from home some time ago, my food was guaranteed, not just tempeh.

“The chicken has not been caught, eat tofu same tempe first yes.” Arsen turned off the stove.

The man poured the vegetables into a bowl. Then, put the work on the table.

“Arsen, if you want to marry me anyway,” you are curious about the real reason for Arsen.

“If I say, because I love you, do you believe me?” Arsen asked back.

“Arsen, why the hell every time I ask for sure you ask back?”

“Because I want the answer to your liking.”

“You've done tau nyebelin!”

Arsen got me rice, vegetables and side dishes. Then, take it for himself.

After eating, I went back to my room to get my phone. Then, I sat in the living room next to the living room, with no partition separating the two rooms.

After turning on the television, I slept on the carpet. I surfed in cyberspace and did not even focus on television. I got a notice from my social media stating that Dion has been following me on instagram.

I also began to wonder what kind of life Dion I think is cooler than Arsen. I smiled and was amazed to see Dion's collection of photos, all handsome and cool.

However, when I saw the photo of Arsen and Dion both, my soul thrashed. The photo was taken in the campus parking lot, Arsen and Dion embrace each other and smile at the camera. From the date, the photo was taken almost two years ago. Somehow I was curious about the comments from Dion's followers, even though in the previous photo I ignored his comments.

Don’t touch him, He is mine. One comment from a woman that caught my attention. Who her? Is he Dion's girlfriend? Or he's Arsen's girlfriend.

I clicked on the woman's profile, and luckily she didn't lock her account. Her name was Yumna, she was the woman who called Arsen dear at that time. She was beautiful, even though I was more beautiful than her.

From Yumna's Instagram account, I found some of her mesrava photos with Arsen. One of the photos that is quite interesting is, a photo taken while Arsen and Yumna on the beach. Arsen placed his chin on Yumna's shoulder while the woman seemed to smile towards Arsen.

"What are you again?" Arsen had suddenly sat down beside my head.

"Arsen." I dropped my phone, and Arsen saw a picture of her with Yumna on the phone.

"Where did you get this picture from?" ask Arsen.

"I …."

"He's just my past, my future is you."

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