Poison of Love Arsenio
Among The Coffee Gardens

An inter-provincial bus carrying Arsenio and Binar has left the Gilimanuk port area. Arsenio should be grateful that the suffering she endured had ended, even though her face still looked pale. “Drink again, yes,” said Binar while thrusting a bottle of mineral water directly gulped by the Dutch man blasteran.

“Thank you, dear," Without your permission and condolence, Arsenio immediately kissed Binar's lips. It doesn't matter if the bus is full of passengers.

“Rain. This is Indonesia, not Holland.” The bar is whining as a form of protest.

“My nausea is completely gone if I kiss you,” chirps Arsenio who was immediately greeted with a slow pinch on the waist. While the man just laughed, then grabbed Binar and hugged him warmly.

“How long are we sitting on this bus, Binar? My back started to ache,” Arsenio started to complain again.

“So you said that you are used to boarding time,” said Binar while holding a laugh.

“Iya, but here my motion is limited. The distance between the seats is too close. I used to be able to walk around here and there on the plane. Me too ...” Arsenio stopped her sentence. It is impossible if he tells the lover, that at that time he had dated one of the flight attendants as a reliever for.

“What?” insist Binar. He waited for the next word to come out of Arsenio's mouth.

“Nothing,” said Arsenio grimaced funnyly, then lay her head on Binar's shoulder. “Wake me up when I arrive in Denpasar later, yes,” the message.

“Iya,” Reply Binar. He kept holding back his laughter. Another side that Binar knew from the figure of Arsenio. The man could turn into a little spoiled, just like this moment. Anxious, the girl ruffled Arsenio's hair that began to fall asleep, then put her head on the head of the lover. After that, Binar grabbed Arsenio's hand, where there was a black platinum ring on his index finger.

Not long after, Binar woke up when he caught the signposts when the bus stopped at a red light. “Rain, we have arrived in Denpasar.” The girl patted Arsenio's cheek slowly. His girlfriend is still sleeping like a baby. His handsome face also looks so innocent when asleep.

“Rain,” call Binar while pinching Arsenio's nostril using both fingers. Feeling unable to breathe smoothly, Arsenio woke up and straightened up.

“Where is this?” ask while gathering awareness.

“In the meantime we enter the terminal,” Binar said.

“Oh, alright.” Arsenio started to get ready. He took out a large backpack, then placed it on his lap. “How are you feeling, dear? Are you happy?” ask again.

“Happy and sad,” replied Binar while looking down.

“Why can it be?” Arsenio frowned.

“Happy for meeting Vishnu and Praya. Sad to think of ... um ..” Barin looked hesitant.

“What? Just say,” urged Arsenio.

“One of the reasons I left Bali in addition to looking for your whereabouts is, Surya .…” Memory Binar turned that terrifying moment in his head.

“Surya?” rework Arsenio.

“That time Surya tried to stain me,” Binar said softly, then turned his face towards the window.

Arsenio's jaw instantly tightened with tightly clenched hands. “Bare once he is,” his hisses stifle emotions.

“So apparently. The woman really ...” Arsenio squinted at her temple, inexhaustible if there was someone like Binar's stepmother.

“Already, everything has passed. The important ones are Vishnu and Praya.” Binar touched and gently rubbed Arsenio's cheeks. He ended the conversation with a kiss on the cheek. At that time, the bus had entered the terminal and stopped at the drop-off point.

“Ayo.” Arsenio stood up first, then put on her backpack. He then led Binar's hand to bring him down.

“Now we will find Vishnu and Praya address where?” binar asked shortly after he got off the bus and stepped onto the platform.

“I've entered the address in the map app. See this.” Arsenio showed her phone screen to Binar.

Binar looked up and read the address written there. “So my sisters are here? They moved to Denpasar?” yells.

“Iya, but it looks like the location of the village they live in is a bit far from here,” said Arsenio.

“We rent a motor only. It will be easier if we find an address by using a motorbike,” said the beautiful man. His face flushed withstanding the heat of the air that afternoon.

“Do you feel at home with the heat, Rain?” Binar hesitated to listen to the idea of his lover.

“Take it easy, Honey. I'm not an easy-to-melt ice cream,” joked Arsenio.

In the end, they decided to rent a motorbike, not far from the terminal area. It is quite difficult for them to find the address, despite the help of the application on the phone. After two hours of walking around, they arrived at a house that was quite far from the other houses.

The small building stands on its own and is directly adjacent to a small river as well as a coffee garden. “What is his home?” Binar hesitates down from the duck motor rented by Arsenio.

“We just try.” Arsenio got off the bike, then led her second wheeled vehicle to a stop in front of a simple terrace.

Barin knocked on the door of the house slowly. There was no answer, the girl knocked back even tighter. Shortly after, the door opened. The face of a middle-aged woman appeared there. That face so Binar hated because it reminded him again of the worst practices in the story that passed.

“You!” The woman who was none other than Widya was as surprised as Binar. “Do you want to come here?” his mouth was half frightened. Moreover, he saw the tall body of Arsenio towering behind his stepson.

“I just want to meet my sisters,” said Binar no less ketus. “Where are they?”

“They are not here!” Widya tried to close the door. However, Arsenio first held the door. Binar also helped push the door until she managed to squeeze into the house, followed by Arsenio. Of course Widya's energy was lost far by Binar who was helped by his lover.

“Vishnu! Prayers! Mbok coming!” Binar cried out loud as he walked through the simple house. He opened one curtain after another that was on the inside of Widya's house.

“I told you they're not here!” Widya intended to stop the movement of Binar. However, Arsenio immediately stopped him. The man stood tall in front of Widya. His emotions again peaked when he remembered the story of Binar about his stepmother. Had Widya been a man, surely Arsenio had beaten her all out at that very moment.

Meanwhile, Binar has arrived at the back of the house, namely the kitchen. True said Widya, her sisters are not seen anywhere. But he didn't want to give up. Open the kitchen door wide. There is a stretch of coffee garden, not far from the backyard of Widya's house.

Binar had intended to turn his back when he found nothing in the empty garden, when he saw two children from a distance coming out of the garden. Binar's eyes rounded and smiled widely, as he could confirm that the two figures were his younger siblings.