True Love of the Heir
CSP. 25

The next morning, Nadira wakes up on her bed. He blinked slowly, his hand touching the side of the empty bed. "Well, here instead of sleeping in the car last night?" Nadira wondered but a second later he smiled to himself as he remembered Mr. Arsen had moved him.

Then he saw the clock on the nightstand by his bed. At 7 a.m., he got up and went to clean up. But just a few steps he went to the bathroom, suddenly the door of his room opened. Showing someone.

That man is Arsen. Bruk! Arsen fell right after opening the door. Nadira ran towards him.

"Sir? Mr Arsen! Wake, dong!" call Nadira while shaking Arsen's stocky body. Arsen did not reply, only muttering was heard.

"Ma ... Nadira?" arsenic voice is weak. "Yes, yes, I am Nadira ... Mr Arsen? Come on get up sir, I'll help!" nadira jolted again now while patting his shoulder.

Repeatedly Nadira tries to help her wake up, but Arsen flirts. He has lost a lot of power. Let alone to wake up, staring at Nadira he was no longer powerful.

Nadira tried to scoop Arsen's face to ensure the condition of the man who was face down. But he was even surprised by the bruise and traces of blood on the forehead to Arsen's right cheek.

"Yes God! Blood!" panic Nadira. His heart beat faster, fear, panic and confusion blended into one filled his chest cavity.

"Oh my goodness! It must be a dream, but ... Uh! What to do now?"

"Call the doctor, call the doctor first!" Nadira snatched his phone in the nightstand and searched for the number of the personal doctor who had been informed by Arsen.

After he called the Doctor, Nadira came back to Arsen who seemed to have completely lost consciousness. "Pak Arsen .. "call him slowly, his tears began to fall.

"What's really going on? Why are you like this? Who are you really?" ogre. He wiped his tears quickly.

He immediately ran downstairs, calling the servants to help him. Before long, Arsen was finally moved to the top of the bed.

"You go out first, if the doctor has come directly tell you to come here" he ordered. The waiter nodded in response and passed from there.

Suddenly his phone rang. Call from Luna. He forgot to tell his friend. "Hello, Luna"

"Lo's still home, right?" luna's voice sounded panicked across the street.

"Yes, I think today I'm not allowed to enter, Lun," Nadira's great-grandson was weak.

"Good! If you can, don't go in for a few days. There's a problem at the office, I'll help you take care of the permit."

"Eh? What's the matter? Serious issue?" wonder Nadira. Does this have anything to do with Mr Arsen being injured? ask in the heart.

"Ah, I'll tell you later, yes. Take good care of yourself! Yes, yes, bye!" the call just got cut off. Nadira took a long breath.

He sat on the edge of the bed, on the side of Arsen. The doctor hasn't come yet, or else he has to clean Arsen's wounds alone.

It turned out that the wounds that Arsen got were not only on his forehead and cheeks, but also all over his body! The bruises to the incisions are like paintings on Arsen's body. Suddenly Nadira cried again. Seeing those wounds, his heart throbbed pain.

He slowly cleaned the dried bloodstain and washed the wound with alcohol and then rubbed it with a bandage. Along with that, her cries continued to seep, not wanting to stop.

By the time he had finished treating Arsen, a new doctor had arrived. "Sorry Madam, I'm late, there was a little urgent business"

Nadira nodded trying to understand. "It's okay, Doc, just check it, for the injuries I've treated earlier, but I don't know if there are any internal injuries or serious injuries" explained Nadira. The doctor nodded. Nadira passed from there, letting the doctor examine Arsen thoroughly.

"Mrs, do you want coffee or breakfast?" ask a servant who approached him. Nadira nodded weakly. He's not tasteful.

"Coffee alone" he said in the end. The waiter rushed to make coffee and then came back with a cup of coffee that was still blowing smoke.

In that spacious living room, Nadira was pensive. Think about what really happened. In the past, something this big happened. And he doesn't even know about this. His head even throbbed pain as he thought of the possible possibilities.

"Madam" call the doctor. Nadira. The doctor looked down.

"Yes, how's it going, Doc?"

"Sir is fine, ma'am, no serious injuries, just no injuries not to be exposed to water. If the Young Master is awake please give me this medicine and topical cream that I have written," the Doctor explained, Nadira nodded many times, listening to it carefully.

"Okay, thank you, Doctor."

"Then I say goodbye, yes, Madam." Nadira escorted the unknown Doctor to the door. Then go back upstairs, check on the husband.

***

Arsen tried to get up with great difficulty. His whole body was in pain. His head is throbbing pain. "Aah!" his moans were full of pain.

Suddenly Nadira came in. "Sir Arsen! Don't move much!" his jolt made Arsen tiptoe, surprised.

"Nadira?"

"That's right! The blood came out again!" his nagging while groping the place where the white bandage turned red exposed to blood.

In silence Arsen watched Nadira. It was the first time they were this close, Nadira's sigh could even Arsen feel right about her skin.

"Not hurt?" Arsen nodded in response, one of his hands holding his chest that suddenly thumped.

"Eat this porridge first, I'll help replace the bandages." After saying that Nadira went straight down, taking out a new roll of bandage. Arsen devoured the warm porridge without commenting.

A few minutes later Nadira came back with bandages and drugs that Arsen had to take. "Enready finished? It's taking the medicine first, the doctor said if it feels pain should take the medicine immediately."

Arsen received the medicine and immediately took it in one swallow. Then Nadira helps Arsen to sit down, he starts to open the bandage slowly. The wound that Arsen had seemed to swell up.

Nadira painstakingly washed it, smearing the medicine around the wound. Sometimes Arsen grimaces when Nadira's fingers accidentally hit his wound. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, sir! Is it still sick?"

Arsen nodded still while enduring the pain in his back and shoulders. "Nadira ..". "call him with raucous.

"Yes, why sir?" nadira answered, his hands were still busy smoothing out the medicine on Arsen's shoulder.

"Why do you want to do it?"

"Do what?" birthday Nadira.

"treating me. Why not let the waiter do it?"

Nadira smiled briefly. "Can't I take care of my husband? Her husband was battered again, too" replied Nadira while joking a little.

Arsen was fixated, not expecting Nadira to admit it like that. Although he repeatedly said their marriage relationship was only an agreement, but at times like this it was blatantly showing his concern.

"It's done" Nadira said proudly as she finished dressing Arsen's wounds for the second time.

Arsen was lying down. Now it's better. "Same-sama, sir" Nadira said.