The Crown
First Love

"We've arrived."

"False, yes, Brother. Emmm, that's, sorry the car got wet."

Arzhan nodded.

"Until we meet tomorrow at school, Si." Hilda waved to me.

"sister-"

Having not yet finished my words, Arzhan covered my mouth with his lips. My heart stopped for a moment.

There's no fight from me. I don't know, I just don't have the strength to move let alone push Arzhan's burly body in.

My originally cold face now feels so hot, radiating all over the body.

"Don't get sick. It will make me miserable" Arzhan said after letting go of his kiss.

"Yes, Brother." Saying two words was difficult and trembling.

Along the way, Arzhan's hand never let go of his hand. It is warm, he said.

"Call Iksia's servant now. Send them to his room" Arzhan told his personal servant.

Arzhan was still holding my hand and taking me to the room. I was asked to sit down while he went to get a towel and started wiping my head.

Not long after, Remi arrived. They look rushed. I can tell from their breath.

"Prepare warm water and clothes instead. I'm waiting outside."

"Good, Sir."

They're leaving soon. One goes to the bathroom and the other prepares clothes for me.

"I'm waiting outside, yeah." Arzhan rubbed my cheek. I'm nodding.

Soaking in warm water makes me feel relaxed. Close your eyes to enjoy the atmosphere. However, my memory goes back to the incident in the car earlier. I covered my lips with my hands, embarrassed as if someone was watching when I was alone here.

There is a different taste in the chest. I feel so happy and happy. A smile was just etched into my face.

"You guys just get out. I'm dressing myself."

"Yes, No."

As they closed the door, I heard Arzhan's voice. Maybe he was scolding them both for not serving me.

I want to dance by myself. Choose your own clothes.

I want to look beautiful when I get out of the room.

"You dandan? Want an event?" arzhan asked as soon as I got out of the room.

Am I overreacting?

I blinked my eyes a few times.

"Yes, let's eat first. You'll catch a cold."

Jeezoo. Tired of this I dandan, not praised at all. It sucks!

"Why? It's even diem. Want to eat in the room?"

Isha! Really, yeah, people!

I, who was left, now walk ahead of him. Stripping your feet while walking as an outpouring of anger.

"Eh, you guys are home." Fateeh greeted when he had just arrived.

"Cut, you are so beautiful Lu. Pangling sample. Tumben is so good and neat."

"Usil!"

"Loh, not nosy. It's just not usually Lu dandan. Wh why? Cieee, puberty again turns out. Usually if the girl again kasmaran likes to do things that are out of her habit. Yes, like Lu gini. Dandan, neat, fragrant."

Plaque!

A punch on his arm I dedicate to that super-beast Brother.

"Where the fish has been fried run again. That's why."

"Yes can do it. Afraid she'll see Lu's face."

"Udah, ah! I have no appetite."

"Fateehs. Ck!" Arzhan reprimands Fateeh. He stood up and followed me up.

"Si, wait a minute."

No. I ignored Arzhan's call. He really pisses me off. Decorate to get compliments from her, but she doesn't care at all.

"Si ...." He held the door of the room I was about to close. Push him inside until he enters the room. Then the door closed again. Now, Arzhan and I are both in the room.

"What's wrong?"

I turned my face the other way with my hands folded in my chest.

"Hey ...." He tried to pull my face gently so that he could look at her. But I turned my face back.

He pulled my hand quite firmly, and wrapped my hand around his body.

I wanted to refuse but this was too convenient. Then I let it be what Arzhan wanted it to be.

"I can't say beautiful things in the form of compliments. But to me, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Whether you dance or not. I still love you, Iksia."

"Deliver!" I pushed back Arzhan's body. "Sister, this is home. If people see, how?"

"Well, we do it somewhere else."

"Plissss, Brother. I'm confused as to how it should be now. I mean .. This is not true. Please take care of the attitude, lest that feeling make our family destroyed later."

"How do you want me?"

"away. We better keep our distance from now on."

"Ixia. Just one thing I want to know about you." Arzhan clasped my hand.

"Have you ever had the same taste?"

How'this? Maybe he really doesn't know? Does he not know what my silence means when he hugs, even kisses me?

"No, Brother. I have been silent all this time because I was confused. So, brother now come out. Don't treat me as a woman, but as a sister."

I cannot be the cause of this family's destruction. What if you know about our feelings?

"Papa wants us to live a happy family. Having two sons and one daughter" Papa said at the time. He said it with a face full of hope for the happiness of our family. Then, what happens if Papa knows his son loves each other. Although we are step-sodara, but it will not tarnish the family name.

"If that's what you want, I'll give you."

It was obvious how disappointed Arzhan was. Not only him, I am the same. As her feet stepped out, I was eager to pull her back into my arms. But Papa Indra's face again flashed and stopped this leg.

"This photo I took when you were in first grade. Accidentally. You know for yourself that I love photography" he said in the car. He explained about the photo in his wallet after we delivered Hilda.

"I even forgot about myself in this photo."

"Initially there was nothing. It's just that when this photo was printed, and I saw you in there, there was something I felt. A feeling that never existed before even though I've been in a relationship with some women."

"However?" I was intimidating and surprised.

Arzhan.

"It's not. I mean, yeah, I've been dating but there's no special taste."

I looked back at my picture under the rain.

"Since that time I have often secretly seen you from afar. I often come to school just so I can see you before I go to work. Your school and office are opposite."

"Well, not in the same direction as the cafe?"

"That cafe I woke up after my heart grew heavy grasping this feeling for you."

Arzhan ....

I sat on the floor hugging my knees. Spilling a sense of tightness that torments me so much.

How'this?