True Love of the Heir
CSP. 31

Luna was stuck in front of her computer, thinking of a logical reason why Mr. Arsen could be in Nadira's nursery.

'About why, huh? How could Mr Arsen be there anyway? Plus the face of Mr. Arsen who panicked earlier seemed to imply something. Some kind of concern for his wife? Luna began to speculate.

Luna quite understood the expression of a person, she had studied body language, and she could guess, the reaction Mr. Arsen gave to Nadira was not like to ordinary employees.

As long as he works here or when he meets Mr. Arsen to just give a report. Never smile, just look at the employee Mr. Arsen never. But to Nadira...

"Is the rumor that Kiara had just said true again?" luna started to worry. "Ah but where could Nadira be?" he feels impossible.

Luna hit her head lightly, feeling frustrated at the thought of the possibility that Nadira and Mr. Arsen had a hidden relationship.

"Lune! How daydreaming?" tanya Inaya — division friends. Since then he had been watching Luna who seemed to have a lot of thoughts.

"It's okay, Nay. I think of Nadira again," she replied with a slight smile.

"Said Nadira's in the hospital, huh?"

"Yes, it's usual, a panic attack."

"Geez, what a pity, yes, Nadira ... "

Inaya seemed sympathetic but soon refocused on her work. So is Luna. He should finish his job immediately and go home early so he can take care of Nadira.

***

"How are you doing?" arsen asked as he sat on the edge of Nadira. The girl reading the book looked up. Just nod and smile thinly in response. It still feels awkward when just the two are like now.

Arsen's face already looked fresher compared to the time they were chatting. His eyes seemed to be glancing outward, afraid that one of his staff would see him, again. Nadira had warned Arsen before so that no one would know about their relationship.

Nadira was afraid that if someone knew the relationship between the two, with Arsenic status it would be troublesome for him.

"Nothing, sir. Luna went back to the office. Mr Arsen himself did not go to the office?" nadira said as if answering Arsen's anxiety. The man looked relieved.

"Later," he concluded briefly as he rolled up his shirt. Arsen grabbed the fruits that were on the nightstand, peeling them slowly.

For a while the two were silent. None of them wanted to start a conversation. Sometimes Arsen glanced at the watch and the door alternated. He handed the orange peeled to Nadira.

"Do I need to call a doctor?" asked Arsen hesitatingly. Nadira shakes. Better, why call a doctor?

"Pak Arsen" call Nadira. Arsen's murmur sounded. "Sir Arsen took me to the hospital, right?"

Arsen was silent for a moment, hesitating to answer. "Is it really important for you to know?"

Nadira nodded for sure, looking at Arsen seriously. "I can't let anyone touch me. Said Luna, Mr. Galen who,-"

"Yes. I took you to the hospital, I carried you, and I waited for you last night. Galen only helped me to take care of you as long as I was asleep there" Arsen explained as clearly as he pointed to the room where he had been resting at dawn.

Nadira was grateful in his heart if it was Arsen. Nadira put the book and the orange he held onto the nightstand. Then turned back to look at Arsen while reaching for Arsen's palm which turned out to be much bigger than him.

"Thank you so much for helping me, sir. I don't know what it would be like if there wasn't Mr. Arsen there, I would"

"That's my duty, Nadira. I am your husband now, taking care of you and protecting you is my duty. Now rest, there will be someone helping you here. I still have business" said Arsen. He was already standing and ready to leave because his phone had been vibrating ever since.

Nadira was stunned by Arsen's reply. Then looked at the missing Arsen along with the closed door again. "Since when did she realize the duties of a husband? Heh, strange man, too hard to guess," he murmured and lay down.

***

In the office, Arsen had been struggling with his work for 3 hours, but his mind had flown somewhere. It was very difficult for him to focus, his head kept being overshadowed by Nadira. "That woman is always bothering me" he said.

Arsen glanced at the expensive watch that was coiled around his wrist. At 11pm, it's almost lunch time. "What is he doing? Has he eaten? Why didn't anyone tell me?" please Arsen check his phone.

His view was airborne outside the building. Scorching across the sky ferociously. His daydream broke as the knock on the door in his room echoed.

"Sir." Galen asked permission to enter. Arsen returned to his seat.

"Is there anything you want to say, Galen?" arsen said he didn't like it. Galen walked over and exposed the file he had brought onto Arsen's desk.

"Master's spy just sent you information" he explained.

Arsen looked at the file with a slightly wrinkled forehead. "Explain in detail" he asked, reading one of the files.

"Their leader had just left the base for one of the remote regions of the Russian state. Your spies heard that their Leader has an agreement with the underground Gangster Boss." Galen showed the other file to Arsen.

"Swarnski?" cetus Arsen couldn't believe what he had just read. "Then?" he continued to read the information on the paper.

"The Investigation Team has investigated it, sir. It is likely that the agreement was an illegal transaction that the state banned. The commander has also sent his information, they have suspected this leader for a long time." Galen stopped for a moment. Doubtful to continue his explanation.

"Why stop?"

"Sorry, Sir. The other commander and chief sent a request that you be willing to help them with this transaction, and-"

"What does this have to do with me, Galen?"

Galen appears to show the last file. "We have found the perpetrator who attacked Mr. some time ago. But we're not sure yet to catch them, because they're protected by Swarovski."

"Don't beat around the bush, Galen! Just say clearly that you want to ask me to go to Russia, help the commander thwart their dealings and arrest those allied with the black organization to attack me," arsen said as he threw the file at the table.

Galen. As expected, Arsenio would instantly understand his intentions. "Yes, Sir." Galen rearranged the files scattered on the table, reassembling them as one.

Arsen seemed to think before deciding. In front of him, Galen was still waiting anxiously. "Well, prepare everything" Arsen said at the end.

Galen nodded briefly and passed from there. "Why don't these people let me live quietly?" hist Arsen was tired.

"I hope that after this they will let me live in peace and happiness" he hoped. He leaned his head against the table. Headache again attacked him, his shoulder that felt heavy increasingly become evidence of how tired life Arsenio Harrington.

Cellphone ringing. "Hello? Yes, just go home, I'll meet him at home, you take care of the procedure."