Unforeseen Life

"Be patient. The most important thing is to keep working hard," said Arkaan to his girlfriend, who made a voice call when Arkaan was driving. Sinta Nurbayani is a tall and sexy woman who recently worked as an administrative staff member in a small company in this city. "Patience what? This is all because you don't want to marry me right away!" Sinta is annoyed. "After all, you're the CEO. How dare you let me work as an administrative staff member in a small company," continued Sinta, who still didn't accept it. "It is not like that. You just worked, right? It's a good idea to enjoy your working period first, can't you be a grateful human being?" "Grateful how else Arkaan Syammary, or are you really happy to see me like this? You love it when someone says that I'm dating a CEO who graduated overseas just because I want to live a luxurious life, just because I want your money—" "Why do you talk like that? Have I offended you there?" interrupted Arkaan, who was angry with his lover's attitude. "You never did! But many people say that I am like that. It was your fault. Did you know that?" "How could it all be my fault?" asked Arkaan in a high-pitched voice while driving the car. "Because you are still delaying our wedding until now!" shouted Sinta. "Y-" Before he could finish his sentence, Arkaan stopped the car when he wanted to park his car. Arguing with Sinta made Arkaan less focused, so he grazed a woman who was about to cross. "Ow!" shouted a woman. Her left leg got sprained when she fell. Obviously, Arkaan was shocked and just turned off the voice call, then he got out of his car to see the situation and make sure the woman he hit was not seriously injured. With a panicked face, Arkaan asked the woman, "Are you all right?" The woman who was in pain tried to endure the pain. "Don't you have eyes?" the woman asked irritably. 'That's right, why am I asking like that? It's obvious she's in pain.' Arkaan thought. "Come with me," said Arkaan. The woman initially focused on seeing her left leg and immediately glared at the man who had injured his leg. "Follow where? It's too lazy to deal with a guy like you, it's good that my laptop didn't break!" the woman sneered. Picked up and checked a nearly slammed laptop. "Obviously, go to the clinic. We'll get your feet checked." The woman, whose name is still unknown, blinked her eyes and felt a little embarrassed. "Oh, of course. You made me hurt, so you have to take responsibility." "Wait a moment!" screamed the woman, stopping Arkaan from trying to help her up. The woman, who looked very cynical and fierce, took her cell phone and told her client that she hadn't met today because she had an accident and had to go to the clinic first. "This is all because of you! If my client gets a tax fine, you have to bear it all, "said the woman with annoyance. Arkaan frowned. "Why is it all my fault?" asked Arkaan, who did not understand. "Because you have caused this accident. W- ow!" The woman wanted to stand alone when angry with the person who had harmed her, but she could not endure the extreme pain. Arkaan just sighed. 'What's with today? Why do I have so many problems? Are all women this complicated?' Arkaan asked himself. Arkaan swiftly took the woman to get into his car and immediately went to the nearest clinic. In front of the clinic, Arkaan tries to make a video call to Arfan to tell him that he can't come to the meeting. "Hello Bro! I'm so sorry for not being able to attend the meeting." Arfan frowned in surprise. "You are at the clinic? What happened?" asked Arfan, worried, afraid that something terrible would happen to his best friend. "No, I just hit someone. I'm fine, but the person I bumped into was injured. That's why I'm currently in the clinic. Calling you while a doctor is examining the person. "How can it be like that? Every time we have a meeting, he will always be unable to attend," said Briyan, who was already annoyed. "If it's like this, it's just a waste of time!" Briyan continued angrily. "Don't worry, you just show the project design that has been made, you explain everything." Arkaan responded patiently. "How can you be calm? The client wants to meet you because he wants to talk to you directly!" "Stop it. Now you just focus on the problems that happened today, make sure everything is finished thoroughly, leave everything to the project business, I can handle it." Arfan tried to mediate with Arkaan, and Briyan didn't get into a fight. Among the three, Arfan is the most patient and calm. "Okay, thanks, Fan. I will take care of everything first, the project I entrust to you." The video call ends. "How long have you always defended your best friend? Every meeting there must be a reason not to come. Now take a look! We're just wasting our time sitting in this cafe for a long time." Arfan shook his head and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself first before talking to Briyan, who had a bad temper. "Briyan Yusak Bastian, no time is wasted, you know he is having a disaster and must take responsibility first. Can't you just one day not fight like a child?" Briyan, who was getting annoyed, stood up and left the place. "Support your friend!" Briyan cursed. He had always disliked Arkaan since he was in college. After making a video call with Arfan, Arkaan returned to the clinic. There was already a woman he hit waiting and sitting with a straight face. "You have done? What's the doctor talking about?" asked Arkaan, who was still worried. "The doctor said it's okay, just a little sprain." "Can I borrow your cell phone?" Arkaan asked. Confused, she handed her the phone. Arkaan typed the number and returned the woman's cellphone. His action stopped after seeing the woman's cynical gaze. "Oh my god, you look so scary. I typed my own name." Arkaan again gave the woman's cellphone. "Arkaan Syammary," said the woman. Arkaan, who looked down, immediately saw the woman. "Yes, me." "Oh, your name is Arkaan," the woman muttered. "You can contact me at any time if you need accountability from me, if at any time you experience anything from an accident that happened because of me." The woman was silent, not responding to Arkaan's words. She doesn't like strangers, especially if the stranger is a man.