Poison of Love Arsenio
Looking For Who Has Been Leaving

Anggraini's luxury car stopped just across from Rudolf's luxury villa. Arsenio's mother lowered the car window and quietly observed the beautiful and artistic looking building with its wide-open gates. There were dozens of children playing in the spacious courtyard of the villa.

"Do I need to turn the vehicle around, ma'am?" asked the personal driver Anggraini, after waiting for a while, but the employer did nothing.

"No, Mr. Sufyan. I'll just walk. After all, the vehicle seemed to be unable to get in, as there were many children there," Anggraini replied as she corrected the location of her sunglasses.

"Then let me help you cross, madam," the driver bargained again.

"No need. Mr. Sufyan just wait here. I'll call you if I need to" said Anggraini, opening the car door and exiting the vehicle.

It is not difficult to cross on a road that does not seem to be the main road, although the size is quite wide. In a short time, the graceful lady was already standing in front of the fence and watching the engrossed little boy running around.

Hesitating he was about to set foot on the neatly trimmed grassy courtyard, until a soft voice greeted him. "Good afternoon. Is there anything I can help you with?" ask someone who is none other than Rudolf the owner of the villa.

Anggraini immediately looked back and looked at the tall man standing up while carrying a few plastic bags. Next to Rudolf, stood two brats who had almost similar faces. It's just that one is much bigger and taller than the other. Both boys were carrying plastic bags.

"Good afternoon" Annggraini said hello. "Herr (Master) Rudolf?" point at.

"Don't call me sir. Enough Rudolf," he said. "Vishnu, Praya, please call Ketut mbok to bring these things," Rudolf told the two boys standing to his left right.

"Ready, Om!" the children who were none other than Vishnu and Praya immediately ran into the villa building. Not long after, a woman with several young men came out in place of two younger brothers and came to Rudolf.

The men nodded respectfully at Rudolf, then took the plastic bags he had in hand.

"You are busy apparently," said Anggraini smiling stiffly as she continued to pay attention to Rudolf.

"Ah, no. I had just come from a mini market to buy the children a snack" replied Rudolf kindly. "Come. Please come in," take the man and then direct the Anggraini to head to the interior of the villa through the side courtyard.

"Please sit down" Rudolf said after they arrived at the living room.

"It looks like you're having an event. I'm afraid to disturb." Anggraini began to misbehave, because the atmosphere in the living room is no less crowded with conditions outside.

"Oh, just calm down. This is the condition of my villa every afternoon. I allow the village children to play as much here as possible" Rudolf said. "They're entertainment for the lonely me." The German man smiled faintly, then lowered his head for a while.

"Oh, so so." Anggraini felt a little relieved after hearing Rudolf's explanation.

"So, how? You know my name, but I don't know you. Am I getting famous?" rudolf's clawed with a small laugh.

"Good God, forgive my impoliteness. Introduce, I am Anggraini Hardiman the wife of Lievin Rainier." The woman who was still beautiful at half a century old stretched out her hand

"Rainier?" reworked Rudolf while shaking Anggraini's hand. "I've heard that name" he murmured softly.

"Maybe you heard it during the wedding procession between Arsenio Wilhelm Rainier and Binar" Anggraini guessed.

"You?" Rudolf was wide-eyed and a little surprised to hear it. "You're Arsenio's mother?"

"It's so thick." Anggraini's eyes glazed over as Rudolf uttered the name of the son he held dear. "Do you know where he is?" beware the Anggraini asked.

"I last saw him a few days ago. At that moment he said goodbye to go to Germany, "Rudolf replied as he was.

"Germany?" Anggraini's tone instantly shook.

"Did Arsen ... mention which city he was going to?" ask Anggraini again.

"No. He never revealed exactly where the city he was going to live." Rudolf shook his head slowly with a regretful look.

"Oh. So so." Anggraini forced a smile. The body that was originally sitting upright, now seemed to lose strength, so he leaned his back on the sofa while sighing softly.

"He's gone from Bali, if that's what your question means," Rudolf said with eyes that could not be separated from Anggraini. "You won't find it here."

Anggraini straightened her body back up, then looked at Rudolf meaningfully. "W-did you keep my son's phone number? For the last few days I tried to contact her, but I couldn't connect" she explained.

"Me too" said Rudolf. "A few times I called him. However, it seems, Arsenio's number is no longer active."

"Yes. It could be so or indeed he has left this country," thought Anggraini smiling mutely. A million regrets begin to seep into the heart of the heart. He shouldn't have obeyed Lievin. Now, the very regret and pain Anggraini felt, when the husband forced himself to block the contact number of his own flesh blood.

"I don't want to patronize or anything, Mrs Rainier. However, sometimes we have to lower the ego for the sake of children. Often what we think is good, is not necessarily good according to them. Sometimes we want them to be happy, even what we want, makes them hurt" Rudolf said wisely.

"My-me ...." Anggraini lowered her head deeply and began to sob.

"Try to see things from a different point of view, Mrs Rainier. That's my only advice" Rodolf said again, watching the woman before him cry so much that his shoulders were shaken.

"Arsenio is an excellent pia and also handsome. I believe that he can find his own happiness," Rudolf added with a bright look at the children who were playing. "I lost my wife and two daughters a few years ago" Rudolf wrote.

"Gosh, what's going on?" Anggraini looked surprised as she put her hands on her chest.

"A plane crash." Rudolf smiled bitterly. "It was not death that I regretted, but rather the lack of time I had to shower them all with love. Everything will feel so precious, when we've lost."

Rudolf, who was sitting opposite the Anggraini, stared fixedly at the woman. "I don't want you to regret it like I just split up, without having the chance to say that I love them so much" he said.

"Sa-me." Anggraini are unable to speak. What Rudolf said was true.

"Give a little confidence in your child to determine his or her life. He is a very great man" flattered Rudolf.

"Is it still not too late to apologize to her now?" Anggraini hesitated to ask.

"It is never too late to show love and affection, Madam," Rudolf said with a gentle smile. The two of them remained silent for a while.

"I think I know what I'm going to do." Anggraini suddenly stood up and took Rudolf shakes. After that, he said goodbye and thanked me.

He hurriedly exited the villa while trying to contact Fabien. In a matter of continuous tone the umpteenth time, then his youngest son received the call. "What's up, Ma?" ask Fabien from across the street.

"Hey, Fabien. Is your brother there?" ask Anggraini without further ado while opening the car door.

"Sister? You mean Mama Arsen?" Fabien asked back.

"Yes, who's your brother if not him? You have another sister, anyway" Anggraini snorted angrily, throwing her body into the back seat of a comfortable car.

"Arsen is not here, Ma," replied Fabien in the end, leaving the Anggraini deep in disappointment and regret.