Stealing The Wife's First Kiss

"Banggg." Hendra's phone fell. Surya glanced at him, resetting the speed of the car.

'Wait? What did he just see?? Oh my God..' Surya realised why Hendra had been unfocused.

A flash of shadow on Hendra's phone answered all of his assistant's curiosity.

"Are you serious, Hendra ?? You sent people to stalk Aruna and Damar."

"Baha..ha..ha..." Surya was completely lost in thought. He lost control of not laughing. In fact, he forgot the SOP as Hendra's personal secretary.

"Get off from the car!!" Hendra bluffed.

To be honest, Hendra's face turned red because he was hit by shame. But there was no other way to deny his embarrassment other than to show his fangs that he was the boss.

Hendra realised that what he was doing was madness. Unfortunately, his feelings of challenge and curiosity tricked him.

"Ah, I'll send you my resignation letter then… Just see." Surya's bluff was ignored in the slightest.

Hendra pulled him out of the driver's seat. The car sped away, leaving a screaming person shedding emotions and feelings of fatigue on the side of the road.

***

"Damar, can we eat there, please?" The two friends walked to the nearest fast-food restaurant from the boutique.

"Did you forget I don't like chicken?" Damar questioned.

"You eat Beef Burger, and I eat fried chicken. Ya...??"

Aruna knew that Damar really didn't like fast food. For Damar, the home taste of street food was much better than this.

"I'm hungry." Aruna put on a pleading expression while stroking her stomach.

"Yes, alright." Damar resigned and couldn't refuse every time Aruna showed that expression.

Now, the two of them were enjoying their meals while chatting casually according to their habits.

Without realising, someone took some photos and videos from a distance—the mysterious man sent by Hendra.

"Should I order an OkeCar right now?" Damar played his phone, seeing that their meal was running out.

"No, I don't want to go home yet. I want to play first." Aruna requested.

There was an uneasy line etched on the girl's face. Damar caught him, the young man quickly stood up to grab Aruna's hand, asking her to walk faster, and pointing to the Trans bus stop.

The bus was almost leaving the bus stop when they arrived. Fortunately, they could still chase it.

The bus was overcrowded, leaving one Hand Holder, the taller Damar grabbed it with one hand and the other held Aruna's body to make sure the girl was safe. Once again, a stalker took their picture.

It was unusual for the girl to let Damar hold her. Aruna always protested when Damar liked to joke as if he would hug her or just rested his hand on Aruna's shoulder. But this time, Aruna was blank, frozen.

'Why is Aruna so restless? Shouldn't I be the one who shattered to pieces today?'

Damar closely watched Aruna. The girl just looked down earlier, like being depressed.

Damar himself had no idea where to go dow, and how to cheer her up. He glanced at the street outside. Several mall buildings adorned the roadways.

'Ah, Aruna doesn't like to visit the Mall.' Damar realised that generally, women of Aruna's age like to entertain themselves by going to the Mall. Unfortunately, it didn't apply to Aruna.

'Where should I take her??'

Damar looked around until he found a skyscraper that made his eyes sparkle.

'It looks like this would be a good idea'

In a frantic mood, Aruna gave in when Damar pulled herself down the sidewalk and stopped at one of the skyscrapers. Shopping centres, hotels, apartments and offices were there..

"Where are we going?" Aruna asked, confused.

"Just follow me." Damar smiled sweetly to reassure his friend. But Aruna was reluctant to enter.

"Take it easy. I know what you like and not."

There was no reason for Aruna to reject Damar. She was also reluctant to go home. Finally, she decided to follow Damar's wishes.

The two of them took the elevator to the top floor. Aruna didn't expect the man to take her to a luxury housing complex on top of a multi-storey building.

Aruna had heard of it but had never seen it. And that was interesting. The girl immediately ran along with the beautiful view of Jakarta from above.

Several garden chairs and minimalist trees adorned the path in front of them. Aruna stood there staring at the expanse of flickering lights, the pulse of the metropolitan city.

"Thank you, Damar. It's beautiful." Aruna glanced at her best friend, who was approaching her.

"You like it?" Damar asked. Aruna nodded with a bitter smile.

"I'll be standing here for a while, I hope you won't mind." Aruna conveyed her request without looking at Damar. Her gaze blankly towards nowhere.

In that instant, Damar felt that time had stopped for a moment for him. His breathing was heavy, and his chest was utterly tight, as if a sharp object had stabbed him right in the heart.

'I even broke my heart before confessing love. Am I just going to stop here?!'

Damar looked at the girl he adored for 2 years. There was no hope for him to have, but not everyone has the right to voice their hearts—the right to confess his love.

The man unconsciously walked towards Aruna and hugged her from the side. He then petted Aruna's head, holding her to his chest.

"There's nothing to worry about, here I am everything will be fine." Damar whispered, smelling Aruna's hair.

Aruna was surprised that her eyes widened in disbelief.

'What is this man doing?!?'

Spontaneously, her elbow lifted and landed on Damar's stomach.

"Ouch..." Damar complained.

"My feelings are messed up and you're still teasing me." Aruna protested, smiling resignedly and irritated together.

"Did I look joking?" Damar didn't smile his usual humorous smile.

He really has made a heart. No matter how bad it would be.