Mr. Perfect & Miss Careless
Fried rice

In a not-so-extensive room a girl lay weakly helpless after she tried to drown herself in the high seas. Luckily, Arga who was calming down because of a broken heart managed to save him. He managed to bring the girl back to the mainland before her entire body was washed away.

The girl with an oval face, fair-skinned, with shoulder-length hair started to open her eyes. The tail of his eyes moved to the right and left like he was looking for something.

"Aware?" ask Arga to the woman.

The woman tried to remember what happened to her a few years ago.

"Who are you? Why are you helping me? You shouldn't have helped me. I don't want to live in this world." The girl was screaming hysterically.

"I don't know what your problem is, but, what about ending your life then all the problems you face will be solved immediately? Nah! You will make the people who love you sad and hurt."

The girl was silent. All this time, he had never thought about how the people who had loved him, especially his parents.

"If you can figure out what your problem is that makes you want to end your life?" Arga asked the girl.

"Since I fell in love with a man, I've been willing to do anything for him, including changing my appearance to look more beautiful and making him fall in love with me. At first I thought it was all working because my parents said the man accepted the match. But, today I just found out that she actually never received the match. From the beginning he rejected me. And today I just found out that he already has a lover and that his lover is my old best friend. Why has my love never gone so well? Why should I feel heartbreak even before this heart feels the beauty of that feeling" the girl explained.

"Just because of a broken heart you want to end your life? That really doesn't make sense." Arga looked at the girl sitting on the bed with a mocking look.

"Then what should I do? All this time that's been ingrained in my mind and my heart is him."

"You only have two choices. Keep trying to fight for your love or let him go with his happiness."

"If you were me, what would you choose?" asked the woman while looking into Arga's eyes.

"If there really is no chance for me to get her love, I would rather give it up. But, all decisions are in your hands because of the risk of every decision you make, you alone will feel it" replied Arga.

"Ohya where are you staying? I'll drive you."

"I stayed at Hostel Bogor, the plan is that I will just return to Jakarta after the announcement of the exam results. But, it looks like I'll be back in the morning."

"Well, after this I'll take you to the hotel. Now eat, I know you must be hungry!" exciting Arga. He got out of his place and was about to get out of the room of the girl he helped.

"Wait!" Arga who was about to reach the door handle turned towards the girl.

"My name is Hana, what's your name?" The girl introduced herself.

"Arga." Arga resumed his steps after introducing himself.

Ira had already finished two pieces of steak made by Arvin. Not only that, french fries, and salad that was, Ira said it was not okay that he also finished eating.

With a fork and spoon in hand, Arvin stared at the table in front of him in nanar. Not only her lover's stomach needs to be filled, but her stomach has also been protesting for the same thing. Unfortunately, there is something that he can eat as a stomach booster.

"Ra, are you really ordaining all the food?" asked Arvin weakly.

"And Mr. Arvin himself said, if all the food that Mr. Arvin cooked for me, then I finished it. It will destroy sir if it does not run out," replied Ira without feeling guilty.

"Keep I have to eat what dong?" asked Arvin while looking at the lover.

"Astaghfirullah is a bad thing, so Mr Arvin is not preparing food for Mr Arvin himself?" Arvin nodded.

"I'm sorry, sir, I think it's true that all the food was for me. I'm sorry, sir!" Ira was full of regrets.

"Here you go, I'll just eat instant noodles" said Arvin.

"No, Sir! Most eating instant noodles is not good for health!" prevent Ira. "Just like this, the name I saw on the Magicom is still there. I made fried rice, would you?" Ira asked aang's lover.

"But.... "

"Look down, I can definitely make delicious fried rice for Mr. Arvin. How's it?"

Despite the doubt, Arvin agreed. He invites Ira to make fried rice for him.

After fifteen minutes Ira struggled with a spatula and skillet in the kitchen, finally the fried rice was cooked.

"Is this really edible?" Arvin was seen sanction see the fried rice in front of him.

"I think I can." Ira's answer also sounded less certain.

Arvin and Ira both saw the fried rice in front of them. Judging from the form alone fried rice is not convincing to be enjoyed.

"Is this fried rice really edible?" again Arvin asked.

"Let's see, I'm not sure myself, sir," Ira replied honestly.

The two looked back at the fried rice in front of them.