Unforeseen Life

Chapter 2. All men are the same!

"Let's go," said Arkaan.

"Where to?" asked Alisha in surprise.

"To your house. I will take responsibility, and your current condition doesn't allow you to go home alone."

There is no other choice. Alisha also agreed to Arkaan's invitation. After all, the man who had grazed her should be responsible and take her home, right?

Luckily, the laptop that Alisha brought when she wanted to cross was not damaged. There were a lot of important documents that she had not backed up.

Once in front of Alisha's house, Arkaan got out of the car and helped Alisha.

"Sorry, I can't bring you into the house. My Daddy is not at home." There was no smile on Alisha's face, which was still seen on her cynical face.

"Oh, of course. No problem, I just wanted to drive you home and ensure you're okay. If so, I'll say goodbye first, thank you and sorry. Don't hesitate to contact me if you need it."

After Arkaan left, Alisha walked into the house with a limp, still feeling sick.

"Who's he?" Clarissa asked suddenly as soon as Alisha came inside.

It turned out that the woman had seen Alisha from the house's front window when Alisha got out of the car with the men.

Clarissa Zahra Eriana, usually called Clarissa, is a thirty-year-old woman. The older sister of Alisha Putri Zahra, a very principled and stubborn woman.

"No one, Sis." Alisha sat on the sofa. Seeing her sister hurt like that, of course, Clarissa got angrier.

"Oh, so that person was the one who harmed you?"

"Just now, he accidentally grazed Lisha."

"What? Accidentally grazed? Can you still say it wasn't intentional until your leg gets bandaged like this?" Clarissa asked in a high-pitched voice.

"A man like that cannot be left alone!" Clarissa continued.

"You don't have to be like that, sis. The person is already responsible," said Alisha.

Hearing the noise in the living room, Laila, who was in the kitchen, left her cooking.

Citra Laila Zanna is usually called Mom by her two children and Laila by her husband. Fifty years old, very gentle and loving. Even though she is fifty years old, her face still looks forty. Her beautiful face goes down to her two children. Laila is a good wife and mother.

"Hey, what's this? Why is it so noisy?" asked Laila gently.

"Mom, here, look. A boy grazed Alisha, but she acted normal. Larissa can't accept someone else hurting Larissa's sister."

Laila looked at Alisha's bandaged leg, then shook her head. "The person is also responsible, Mom. Earlier, Lisha was also taken to the clinic and helped me go home," said Alisha.

"My dear younger sister, we cannot believe in living beings named men. In this world, there are only two types of men: men who like to take opportunities, and are patient but take chances too. There is no sincere man. All men are the same! And you have to remember that." Clarissa left the living room and went upstairs to her room.

Laila was dizzy when she saw the attitude of her first child, who seemed to dislike men. "Well, you rest first, okay?" Laila asked Alisha. Alisha nodded and went to her room.

***

Sinta is talking to Nurida in the living room. Nurida Yuliana Wati, aged forty-nine, is the mother of Arkaan Syammary. The relationship between Sinta and Nurida is very close because Nurida loves Sinta very much. For her, Sinta has helped her a lot.

Not so long a time to talk funny, Arkaan arrived. Looks like after dropping Alisha off, he immediately rushed home.

"Now back home, where have you been?" asked Nurida.

"From nowhere, as usual." Arkaan wanted to walk to his room, but Nurida's voice stopped his steps.

"Where are you going? Sinta has been here for a very long time, waiting for you. Then now you want to leave?" Complained Nurida.

"About that. Sinta didn't tell me that she wanted to come here. How would I know if she didn't tell me," said Arkaan, already lazy to deal with Sinta.

"Kaan. When will you come to propose to me? My mother has asked when we will get married," said Sinta, who wanted to get married as soon as possible because this relationship had been too long.

"Listen, it's Arkaan. When are you going to marry Sinta?" Nurida added.

"Mom, take it easy. If Arkaan and Sinta are matched, we will get married. Just relax, don't overthink about it." Arkaan goes to his room, leaving his mother and girlfriend behind.

In Arkaan's room, sitting on the edge of the bed, he seemed to be thinking about something that made him restless.

Flashback on.

"So until here, you understand?" Arkaan asked Mega, a client who was his friend when still in high school.

Mega just wanted to answer, but she got a hard slap. A slap from Sinta's hand. Sinta had just arrived at Arkaan's office and saw her boyfriend was alone with a woman. Without asking or waiting, Sinta immediately came and slapped the woman hard until the corner of Mega's lips got a little blood.

"Hey! Why did you slap him?" asked Arkaan, annoyed.

"Why? So, what is the reason you postponed our wedding? Are you cheating on me?" said Sinta with uncontrollable emotions.

"What are you talking about? He is my partner. We have just finished signing the contract for our newest project, and this is Mega. Already married d—"

"Wait a minute. I don't want to get involved in your relationship. I go first." Mega immediately left Arkaan's office with an annoyed face.

"I'm sorry, be careful," said Arkaan, who Mega ignored.

"Satisfied?" Arkaan asked Sinta, full of disappointment.

"Sorry, Babe. I didn't know it was a co-worker." Sita defends herself.

"If you don't know, you can ask, don't come rushing and slapping. What if Mega didn't accept it and demanded it? Just make it hard for others."

"Yeah, I know you're jealous. Jealousy is good because it shows our love, but you know it, don't you? Being jealous at the wrong time and place can ruin a relationship." Arkaan continued to speak, while Sinta could only remain silent and bowed her head. Taking a deep breath, Arkaan went out of his room to calm himself.

Flashback End.

Arkaan blinked his eyes, aware of his thoughts and suddenly remembered the bad things he had experienced.

"If it still hasn't changed, how do you want to get married?" murmured Arkaan.

"I don't understand this relationship. Sinta is my first love, I love her, and my mother has also approved our relationship, but…."