True Love of the Heir
CSP. 12

After receiving medical attention, Nadira was allowed to go home. Arsen who drove him home looked troubled because he had to make the girl walk slowly. The nurse had proposed him to use a wheelchair, but rejected him on the grounds of not wanting to be like a paralytic.

Arsen patiently led her to the door of the girl's apartment. However, Arsen felt obliged to take care of everything. Because what happened to Nadira was also the reason for saving him. If the girl hadn't hit him earlier, perhaps the one who had been trained to walk now was her or it could have been even worse.

Nadira's wounds are quite severe, some scratches on the left leg, 5 stitches on the right leg and sprained ankle. Arsen was also injured but not like Nadira. Only the wound that Arsen believed would be bruised.

"How are you feeling?" asked Arsen after successfully helping Nadira sit down.

"Well, it hurts quite a bit. But it's okay, there's always a price for every job. It's okay, it's gonna get better."

"Remember the doctor said, your wound should not be exposed to water, and the longest it will heal in 5 days. You should not have to enter the office first," said Arsenia while opening the pack of drugs previously prescribed by the doctor.

Nadira remained silent. He didn't hear wrong, did he? An Arsen is worried about her?

"Don't misunderstand me! I just don't want my employees not to work and reduce the company's performance."

Arsen gave the drugs to Nadira along with a glass of water. Nadira received it and immediately took the medicine in one swallow.

"Thank you" he said somehow to the number of times. Arsen looked at him fixedly. Trying to find the truth in the depths of Nadira's net. There was still one thing he did not understand from the girl.

"Why did you do it?" ask Arsen.

Nadira looked back at him. "Do what, sir? I was quiet from earlier, just saying thank you doang, it can't be, huh?"

"Why did you save me?" ask Arsen again.

"Why did you save me? I'm not that weak to be protected by a woman, Nadira Ghauthiah!" repeat with a high tone at the end of the sentence. A sign that his pride is hurt.

I don't know what made him so angry. Maybe Nadira's attitude made Arsen. His male nature tells him not to accept any help from women. He should be the one protecting women, not her!

Nadira pensive. He also did not know why he saved his haughty President. What he understands, is it not the duty of every human being to help each other? Is it wrong for Nadira to push the man in front of him until he is injured himself?

"Does helping someone need a reason first, sir?" Nadira asked back, asserting to Arsen that Nadira only helped him, no more intention.

"But, it would be nice before helping others. Make sure you're safe, then save someone. You're not a hero" he continued.

Nadira was silent, he forgot that one thing. But he can what? He also panicked when he saw that pile of iron was about to fall.

Who said I was a hero? Geez, it's still good you're okay, sir! inner Nadira.

Then Arsen looked at his watch. At 2 p.m., he had to return to the project site to investigate what was really going on. For an Arsen, this kind of thing was no accident. There must be something behind it!

He knew he was always in danger. After he resigned from the organization, there were only people who followed him. It is not uncommon to attack and kill him! Just like when he accidentally met Nadira some time ago.

"I'll send a maid to help you here" Arsen said.

"Ti-" Nadira was about to refuse but quickly cut off Arsen.

"I don't accept any rejection. Accept it or you just quit my company," threatened Arsen who made Nadira immediately silent.

"The project will be pushed back until you recover. You have 1 week."

After saying that, Arsen sauntered from there. Leaving the flushed Nadira held back the upset.

"I should have told him to get an iron! Hmh! "murused Nadira after Arsen disappeared from behind the door.

"But, come to think of it, Mr. Arsen is quite good, yes. He came into the examination room earlier."

"But still, he's arrogant! Snob! Anything, at least say thank you or something."

Ah, I don't know, Nadira can't determine the attitude. It is difficult to judge someone in just a few meetings. Those who have known for a long time can misunderstand, right?

What Nadira knows, humans have two sides, the good and bad. Not everything that looks good always seems good, sometimes people also do wrong. Even the bad ones are not always bad. It is too complicated to understand the human heart.