Yes I'M Acha
38. Yes I'm Acha

Every night, Acha mostly daydreams when Arlan leaves who she says wants to take care of some work. Now that it was 5pm, Acha was bored at home. He took the ointment, applied it to some of his wounds for the last time because it had gone all the scars.

After that, Acha picked up the oversize t-shirt he used to coat his black tank top, after which, Acha left in a taxi as usual.

"Where are we going, Ma'am?"

"To the park, sir."

The nearest park had arrived, Acha paid an extra amount of argo, then walked out of the car, circling the park until the presence of a boy made his lips twitch with a smile. His plump body was trying to crouch down, picking up the leaves until finally, it fell.

Acha reflexively laughed, while helping the fat boy to stand up. "Darling, no one's sick, right?"

His eyes were brightly round with black eyeballs, he blinked a few times. "No, shred, Tata."

"Together, baby."

Soon, a woman with a big belly came rushing over. "Good, Kenan! Good thing you're not missing,"

Oh, maybe his mother. Acha thought in her heart, "I didn't even realize that there was you. By the way, thank you so much for helping my son."

"Oh yeah, you're welcome, Mommy."

At first Acha wanted to leave, but the fat boy's mother even invited him to spend the afternoon together. They are also quite familiar, one because Acha is extroverted, so it is not something that is difficult for him to blend in with new things or new people.

"My name is Riana. What's your name?"

"I'm Acha, Ma'am."

The two talked to each other, talking about random things to Kenan's cuteness. Before long, Acha asked how old Riana was. "It's the moon, just waiting for the day."

When the cool of chatting, Kenan cried because she wanted to defecate, Riana also left along with a neatly dressed man who walked hastily until he accidentally hit Acha. Because he was not ready, Acha almost fell if only his waist was not held with one hand.

"Good God, I'm sorry." The man regained his senses, releasing Acha from his arms while apologizing.

"It's okay,"

Acha scratched his non-itchy nape, letting the man go because he said there was urgent business. Just wanted to find a taxi online, Acha's eyes immediately caught a silhouette that was very familiar to him. Acha glared at her eyes, looking at Arlan who was sitting in the middle seat of a car with the window glass down and her eyes that were staring coldly at Acha.

Mucus!

The woman walked quickly to Arlan, sitting on the side before Arlan pressed a button in her car, letting the bulkhead restrict the driver's view and the middle seat. After that, Arlan changed the look of the glass to dark, he also pressed another button until the seat back turned into like a mattress.

"Ar," Acha squeaked softly, as Arlan took off his tie, touched Acha's waist and laid the woman with Arlan on top of her. "Ar, this is not what you think."

"What's wrong, hm?" His tone was heavy, his glare that I saw the true sharpness, and his hands that began to reveal the oversized T-shirt that Acha was wearing, felt his girl's flat stomach with a downward movement. "You dare meet another guy without telling me?"

Arlan's face was low, sticking his forehead right in front of Acha's forehead. "Now, explain."

Without subtracting, Acha tells everything from beginning to end. "Can I believe it?"

Acha's eyes glazed over, the woman was ready to cry before Arlan laughed and then kissed her nose in a fit of anxiety. "I believe it, baby. I'm just jealous to see him hugging you,"

"Aren't you angry?"

"No, baby."

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"Cha, you guys will participate in the fashion show race with the same class who is a cute girl that loh."

Acha's classmate suddenly brought a really annoying news, "Bodo is so!"

Acha opens her phone, tries to send Arlan a message but all it sends is a 1 gray check. Not long ago, one by one the race has been started, and until this moment, Acha has not seen Arlan in the audience seat. Is Arlan really in the fashion show race? It's nothing really.

"Good! The event we have been waiting for has arrived! It's a fashion show!!!"

The musical accompaniment ushered in each step of the chosen couple to show modelling talent on the red carpet. One by one began to show themselves, until what made Acha was upset, was seen as well. Arlan joined hands with a woman, both of whom looked very friendly. Damn it, Arlan did not glance towards Acha at all!

At the very front, the sessions are thrilling for all the audience as participants are obliged to display their romance action. Acha bit her lower lip, seeing Arlan and her partner face to face. Then Arlan knelt down with a thin smile, followed by the woman who looked down to kiss Arlan's forehead.

Cheers rang out, filling the venue, except for Acha who was now throwing her eyes in any direction.

After the event, Acha deliberately isolated himself until when he wanted to sleep in the rooftop, Acha saw Arlan, his friends were also women, was sitting together. They were playing truth or dare and when Arlan was part, the man asked for dare according to the ridicule of his friends.

"Kiss Kara!"

"On his lips!"

Acha glared at her eyes, she thought Arlan would not support Acha's mistake. The man approached his female companion, already cupping his face but his eyes, caught Acha's presence. Arlan flinched, the man immediately stood up. He approached Acha who was still frozen in surprise.

"Honey, I—"

"We broke up, Ar."

Acha turned around, not knowing if Arlan had clenched both of her hands with hardened jaws. Hey, he has self-esteem, he was given a challenge, has been ridiculed if he did not dare, then he was cuckoo. As a real man, Arlan naturally felt his pride tainted. She responded, she thought, She kissed another woman besides her lover that night, repeating for a challenge, nothing was wrong.

But apparently, luck is not on the side. Acha watched her action that was about to kiss another woman in front of Acha herself, "Honey, this is for the sake of challenge."

"Then I'm back. What if I was told to kiss another man in front of you, you'd be quiet?"

Arlan silently felt guilty, "Honey, I—"

"yeah, Ar. Enough, I'm cape alike alive. You're even more sure I want to give up, I cape, Ar."

Acha stared at Arlan's friends and the woman behind him who stared at the interaction in silence, "Make lo. I don't know what your name is, but you're cool for making my ex-boyfriend almost tempted to kiss you. Happy always yes,"

"Darling!"

Acha cuddled her ears, walking fast which was directly followed by Arlan. The man carried Acha like he shouldered a sack of rice, walking quickly to take her to Arlan's private room at this school. "You can't break me up and until any time, we'll never break up."

Upon arrival in the room, Arlan laid Acha in the middle of the bed, after him who again supported Acha's body. "I've seen you in other men's kisses, don't you ever think that I've never seen you in Ariq's kiss!"

Arlan's eyes darkened, "I don't want to hurt you, baby. But you must belong to me completely," also erased the trace of the woman that night, Arlan said in his heart.

The man ripped open Acha's school uniform and Acha just kept quiet with a blank look, the pain of the night re-attacking his mind. Acha did not rebel like that night, because now, Arlan was in a fully conscious state. Acha was only silent with her eyes closed the second time, Arlan did that to her.

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