True Love of the Heir
CSP. 29

The atmosphere of the office is so busy, as usual, Harrington Group staff are required not to be negligent in their work. So did Nadira, at 9 am, he was already in the meeting room with the stakeholders.

The atmosphere was so silent as Arsenio Harrington spoke. No one dared to interrupt when the famous President Harrington was decorated. "So, does anyone object to my decision this time?" Arsenia asked. It seems he intends to close the meeting this time.

All those stakeholders seemed to be whispering to each other, but then everything nodded.

"Yes, if so, we think we can calm down. We just want to make sure that the accident incident at that time will not happen again. Because if that happens again, we can really doubt your performance, Mr. Harrington," said one investor representing the other.

Arsen looked smiling wryly. "No need to worry, all of you who are here can keep my promise. I alone will be directly responsible if there is another accident incident" Arsen replied seriously.

Then he actually ended the impromptu meeting session that morning. The stakeholders moved from the meeting room one by one. After everything came out, Arsenio leaned back on her chair.

Nadira looked at him from the corner of the table where he sat and listened closely. Arsen looked exhausted and held a lot of responsibility. Nadira could see it clearly on the man's face. His forehead wrinkled. "It's really not easy" muttered Nadira softly.

Luna who worked as a secretary immediately returned to her room to write a meeting report today. While Galen had gone outside for some business. Now they both live there.

"You're not back at work?" asked Arsen who realized Nadira was watching him in silence. He still leaned on his chair. His head is really dizzy now.

"I want to apologize" Nadira replied as she walked towards where Arsen was, her hand thrusting a bottle of the drink she had taken from the table to Arsen.

"I'm sorry that I have to deal with something like this" he said. With initiative he helped Arsen massage his head.

'Have you learned to be a good wife? Last night he didn't even let me sleep in his room! But, this is also quite good' Inner Arsen. His head felt a little light after being massaged by Nadira.

He received the bottle and drank it until he was half. "Why are you apologizing? The incident at that time was purely an accident. Stop blaming yourself for something that's even outside of you."

Arsen got up from his seat and confirmed his tie. Nadira was still silent, for some reason he felt guilty about it. "What are you thinking?" asked Arsen again, now looking at Nadira who looked down while twisting her hijab.

"No, I just feel, all this has something to do with me. However, I am responsible for the vendor and others" said Nadira. Arsen.

"If you're confident enough about your performance for what to feel guilty about? Believe in yourself, for anything else, that is out of your control, do not interfere. It's the world of work, honey, don't make yourself depressed by other problems. Focus on your work, get the money, get it done."

"This problem is a company problem, it has happened often. Don't worry too much" said Arsen again while rubbing the head of Nadira covered with hijab. Nadira was stunned for a moment. Why has Arsen loved making his heart beat faster since yesterday?

"Sir! It's in the office!" nadira jolted slowly, her eyes lurking around. Thank goodness no one saw the interaction between the two. Arsen just put his shoulders lightly. Trying to be indifferent. He said Nadira was too much. If people know about their relationship, why? Isn't that good for Nadira?

"Yes, okay. I wouldn't do it except at home. Now come with me to the project, we have to check directly, "ask Arsen to pass first.

Nadira. This guy is always who he wants to be! Immeasurable and very bossy! maki Nadira in heart, then follow Arsen. "But ... On the other hand he is wise too," praised Nadira, a little smile expands.

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Arriving there, Nadira immediately took a lot of photos for him to make as his own report. The project is already underway, the foundation of the building is already standing. Dust projects flew, iron stands stuck, stones were arranged, pegs were installed. Dust waved in the air and flew with the wind. Sweat workers poured over the heat, but did not dampen their efforts.

Arsen was wearing sunglasses and his safety helmet. The same thing he did to Nadira. "It's hot and dusty, don't hurt your face" she said, wearing the safety helmet to Nadira.

"Everything looks good, sir. The workers are also very serious while working" said Nadira. His eyes looked at the hundreds of workers who were building the initial foundation of the building. Arsen nodded.

"Today seems like enough, you make a report later. The rest let Galen and the development department take care of it." Nadira nodded. Then they both went back to the car. Arsen wants to take Nadira somewhere.

"Sir, this isn't the way to the office, is it?" Nadira asked in surprise, because Arsen took a different path to the previous direction.

"Yes, we go somewhere before we go back to the office." Arsen drove his car towards an elite shopping mall. After parking his car, Arsen invited Nadira to get off.

"Why are we here, sir? T-This isn't that shopping mall?" Nadira turned his back in shock upon realizing they were where the conglomerates spent their money.

"What else? Yes shopping, pampering the wife," replied Arsen casually then took Nadira to enter. The two were immediately greeted warmly by the security guard who looked burly. They bowed slightly respectfully as Arsen passed by.

Nadira was amazed as he entered the luxurious shopping center. Never imagined that he could be here.

"Choose a set of clothes or whatever you like" Arsen said, encouraging Nadira to enter a well-known brand store. Nadira turned in disbelief.

"Sir Arsen?! Why push me in? I don't want to shop here" whispered Nadira.

"Pick something, honey, don't be shy. Take it easy, your husband pays" whispered Arsen and sat down on a sofa. He asked several salespeople to choose a set of clothes that were suitable for Nadira.

That afternoon, Nadira was completely overwhelmed. Arsen kept asking her to try various kinds of hijab set clothing models. Try one outfit, don't fit, replace it again with another. So it continues until Nadira feels tired himself. "Enough! I don't want to try again, this is the fifteenth time, sir!" Nadira Maki.

Arsen looked relaxed. "Okay, enough, don't try again. And then, which one do you like, hm? Choose one, after that we just come back," said Arsen pointed to a row of clothes that Nadira had tried before.

The girl seemed to weigh in, "right, huh, after picking us back into the office?" Arsen nodded. Next Nadira looked at the set of clothes in front of him.

"Everything looks good" muttered Nadira softly. The two salesmen are still waiting for Nadira. Arsen glanced at his watch at a glance. The ringing of her phone shifted her focus away from Nadira.

"Grandfather?" said slowly. His finger pressed the green button and placed his phone to his ear. He looked at Nadira.

"Nadira, don't have to choose, just pay for everything!" arsen said while giving a credit card of his to the store salesman. "Send everything to the Villa" he said, picking up his phone.

"Yes, hello, Grandpa! I did it, don't worry. Yes, yes, as Grandpa asked." Arsenio walked away, before he glanced at the saleswoman and Nadira took turns.

The salesman looked nodded. "Good, Sir." He gave the credit card back to Nadira because Arsen had gone away from the store.

"Eh, but ..," Nadira trembled slightly as she received the credit card that she knew was so limited. The salesman smiled kindly and bowed slightly to Nadira.

"Mrs, thank you. Glad to serve you. Can we get a receipt?" tanyanya friendly. At first Nadira was confused but in the end he nodded and put his signature on a paper. After that he immediately caught up with Arsen who had left first.

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