Badboy That Sucks
110. Beautiful Arkan's
After a long time closing his eyes the girl opened her eyes she looked around.
Turns out, he was just alone. The sound of people reading Yasin's letter. Kamila's tears fell back dripping down her cheeks. He was convinced that this was not a dream, his grandparents had returned to the creator.
Slowly Kamila got down from the bed she walked to the table and took a picture of herself with her grandparents. Kamila remembers when she was little she was always spoiled by her grandparents. Sometimes Kamila was always invited to the garden and rice fields owned by her grandparents.
Grandpa and Grandma Kamila did have a lot of rice fields and plantations. Kamila walked towards the balcony of her room she saw a vast expanse of plantations.
The shadow of her as a child running around with her Grandpa and Grandma there made Kamila's chest even more congested.
"Grandma why leave so soon after Mila, Mila has no one else. All go, Mila herself," said the girl monologue it felt like just yesterday Kamila's mental back improved but now the mental was back in the all-out.
Kamila sat on the chair on the balcony. Suddenly Arkan opened the door.
"Campilla!" Arkan called Kamila.
Arkan breathed a sigh of relief as it turned out that Kamila was sitting on the balcony. The young man approached Kamila, then stroked the girl's hair softly.
"Darling!" call Arkan.
"Where did you think you were, just startled. It's in here, what else?" ask Arkan while embracing Kamila.
"No one else wants to be here" replied the girl.
Arkan looked at the photo in Kamila's hand, "Udah well, don't be sad anymore. I'm sure Grandpa and Grandma must be sad to see his favorite grandson sad," Arkan said.
Kamila fell silent she sighed, "Arkan!" call him.
"wow sweetheart?" Arkan rubbed Kamila's head.
"What does Papah really say, if I'm an unlucky child?"
Arkan let out a long sigh, then hugged the girl tightly, "Mil there is no such thing as a child of a pesky bearer, if you want to cry, cry, go out all so that a little bit on your chest decreases. God will not give trials beyond the limits of his servant's ability. Now God loves your trials like this, because God knows you can. You are a chosen person, a loved one with God. Many love the same lo Mil, many take care of you," said Arkan.
"Who looks after me? Guardian angel? If there is a guardian angel who guards me, Mamah may not die, Grandpa and Grandma may not be an accident," Kamila denied a little ketus.
"So, you don't think that I'm a guardian angel sent by God to always take care of you? Yes, if so I go, yes," Arkan said a little jokingly.
Kamila immediately hugged Arkan tightly. Of course he did not want to lose the young man.
"Kalo lo is not the guardian angel anymore Arkan, you now everything for me, now I just have lo, Daddy and Mother. Please don't ever stay with me" Kamila said.
Arkan smiled as he cupped Kamila's face.
Cup..
Then kiss the girl's cheek gently.
"Gue, Mother's same father will never leave you, we will always be there for you! Inget yes, you can be sad . but just a day. You can cry today, but just this day. Tomorrow you have to be happy again. Because, you got me the same Daddy and Mommy who always love you the same!"
Kamila smiled as she hugged Arkan, "Gue doesn't know what it would be like if I didn't have you guys, I'm now a kara, Mom, Grandpa, Grandma's gone! Bad papah! I myself. But with lo, Daddy same Mother. I have a place to go, thanks!"
Arkan rubbed the girl's long mane, "I told you, I was born to be the protector of my family! From my childhood the same father trained and educated to be a tough man, Mother the same father from the past had many business enemies, I present
make everything clean!"
Arkan cupped her lover's face, "And.. Now, I have one more person that I love, the one that I should always look after, Kamila Anastasia, this beautiful one belongs to Arkan!"