Poison of Love Arsenio
Broken

"What's? Chand's wife?" Arsenio was surprised instead of playing when she heard the answer from Winona. He opened the door and sat down. Arsenio let Winona drive the car.

"Yes, they are husband and wife" Winona replied, insisting that she had a seat belt on.

"If they're husband and wife, then why did Chand just leave?" arsenio thought astonished.

"That's because they're now in the process of divorce. So, maybe Chand just wants to keep his distance from Ghea. I don't know, I don't really know what's going on between them. However, I've heard that there is a third person in the second household" Winona explained, turning on the car engine. The beautiful woman smiled bitterly before putting on her sunglasses.

"Either what is in the minds of such people," murmured Winona then drove forward, leaving the parking lot.

"You mean?" asked Arsenio not understand.

"I know Chand well. He is a mature and very responsible man. I knew Chand was so indulgent with Ghea as long as they were in a marriage bond. However, that meant nothing to Ghea. He's still looking for an impingement on another man" Winona explained. His hands were good at controlling the steering until the car was moving steadily in its lane.

Arsenio did not respond again. His mind felt more and more chaotic. If she was the third person in the Chand household, then that would be a shame. As it is known that Chand is a friend as well as someone who is like a brother to him. Both of Arsenio's parents have even considered Chand to be their biological child

Lain Arsenio, another also with Binar. The girl who was still in the residence of the woman named Irma was packing. He intends to say goodbye and continue his journey back to Jakarta, when he sees a live broadcast on television about a press conference of two young couples who seem to love each other. Face and friendly attitude both filled the television screen, making Binar like losing all hope.

Yeah, it's Rain. The handsome man she had helped and had spent several days in Widya's house, the stepmother. Rain, who was on television, looked very different from the man who had stolen his first kiss back then. The man that Binar saw on the glass screen earlier, was not a simple person he knew by the name of Rain. Especially because the man had a partner. A woman who is so different from her.

"Oh, have you met him?" said a young girl of the age of Binar. She is Nastiti, daughter of Irma. Nastiti then sat down next to Binar.

"What is he really?" tanya Binar pretended never to know the figure of Rain aka Arsenio.

"That, Ma'am. They are selebgrams. There are so many followers on social media. It's good, Ma'am. Beautiful and handsome. Both from the top," Nastiti explained with a smile. He then grabbed the television remote, then moved it to another channel.

"I don't know that. Who is missing?" Binar forced a smile, even though his heart was not careless.

"Arsenio Wilhelm Rainier. He's got a lot of business, ma'am. They are a successful couple" explained Nastiti again.

"Oh, so. Amazingly, young people have achieved such success." Binar pretended to laugh crisply. However, a moment later the girl was then stunned staring at her black backpack. “Nas, bu Irma to where?” suddenly tanyanya.

“There. Was Mom in the back? Why, Ma'am? Ma'am leaving now? Let me call mom,” said Nastiti standing up.

“Ah, no need. Let me go there,” stop Binar while holding slowly Nastiti's arm. “Title my bag for a moment, yes,” the message with teary eyes. As much as possible, she held back her tears from falling.

“Straight, Ma'am,” show Nastiti who was immediately greeted with a nod of the head by Binar. He walked through the living room, the kitchen until he arrived in the backyard. Irma was weeding the grass in her garden.

“Bu,” call Binar hesitate.

“That's exactly it, Ma'am,” sahut Binar lirih. He looks nervous. Many times the girl tucked the hair behind the ear.

“Why, Nak?” ask Irma astonishment.

“Sa-I've been living here two days. W-w-wouldn't trouble Mom if I stay overnight again?” Binar asked back in a stern voice.

“Yeah, I guess what. Yeah, of course you are. You can stay here for anything, son. Mom's no problem. After all, I only live alone with Nastiti. Sometimes it feels lonely. That's why I'm glad you're here. The house is getting crowded, which helps Mother also become more,” he said trying to joke.

“Thank you very much yes, Mom,” said Binar full haru. He did not expect it to be that easy to get permission. It's been a long time since she's received the typical tenderness and attention of a mother. The tears she had been holding back since then, had now escaped.

“Lho, why cry?” Without excuse, the woman immediately grabbed onto Binar's body and hugged him tightly.

“I trouble Mom,” replied Binar among his stuffing.

“Jangn singled out while being here. I do not feel bothered at all,” stressed Irma, “but, if you may know, do you not go to Jakarta? Why suddenly?” ask carefully.

“I have no desire to go to Jakarta, Mom. As Mom told me when the day, Jakarta was too loud,” kilah Binar. Indeed, the girl was simply unable to go to the same city as Rain and her lover. Although Jakarta is very broad, but the television show was enough to break down his courage and mentality. “I decided to look for work in Yogyakarta only, Mom,” break up Binar.

“Alhamdulillah,” the woman really looks sincere and happy. “It looks like it was a good decision, son. There are also many vacancies here, not inferior to Jakarta. Let me call Nastiti,” said Irma who immediately led Binar's hand and took him to where Nastiti was. “Nas!” call him.

“Iya, Ma?” nastiti said without taking her eyes off the television screen.

“At your place there are no job openings?” ask Irma.

“Why?” This time Nastiti's attention turns to her mother.

“Poor Nak Binar. Instead of having to go all the way to find a job in Jakarta, why not apply at your place?” advice Irma.

“Mbak Binar has what diploma?” Nastiti turned off the television, then turned her attention to Binar.

“I'm just a High School graduate, Nas,” Binar replied as he grabbed the backpack lying next to the chair where Nastiti was. He then took out a transparent plastic folder containing some important papers. Binar then handed it to Irma's daughter.

Nastiti received the map and opened it. He observed Binar's sheet by sheet of paper. “Oh, has Binar ever taken an English course? Have you ever taken the TOEFL test? Well, the English mbak Binar is very good,” Nastiti chattering non-stop while amazed.

“It just so happens, Ma'am, I work in a lot of places. The term is part time. I'm a freelance too, Ma'am. Because college kids like me, it's hard to work full-time. If you want, mbak Binar can register for work part time, just like me. The chances of getting it are much greater. Uh, but .. his salary is also smaller. The solution is to apply for part-time work in many places. How?” nastiti Teal.

“Iya, I want,” Binar nodded steadily. "No matter what the salary is small, what is important during my stay here is that I don't really depend on you guys. After all, I also have two younger siblings who still need a lot of money for their school, so ...." Binar was silent for a moment. His longing was again present, when he remembered Vishnu and also Praya. Somehow they are doing now.