True Love of the Heir
CSP. 37

Arsen was already standing in front of the entrance, waiting for Nadira. It's 9 p.m., but the girl hasn't been seen with her nose, making Arsen think a no-no.

"Master, dinner is ready," a waiter came to remind Arsen. The man shook his hand, telling the servant to leave. Arsen wouldn't have been able to eat before seeing his wife.

"Where exactly did he go?! Why is it so late yet?" Arsen continued to grumble while walking back and forth. "Don't ... "

Just as Arsen wanted to contact Galen, Nadira appeared before him. "Eh, Sir. Why stand here?" ask Nadira plain.

Arsen looked at him from top to bottom. Observing the appearance of Nadira who did not lack anything. "Where are you from? Why did the clock just come home? Why not tell me? Why not send a message?" ask Arsen without pause.

"It wasn't Mr. Arsen that,-" Nadira's speech was cut off because Arsen covered his mouth.

"Yes already! Why are you angry." Arsen walked away from the entrance in tiptoes. Somehow he felt annoyed when he remembered Nadira might spend the rest of his work time with the man named Bara.

"Isn't he the one who's angry unclear?" Nadira doesn't care much about it. He was getting used to Arsen's mood swings. Nadira chose to go to the room to clean up and rest.

After bathing, still wearing his bathrobe, Nadira put herself in bed. Honestly, his waist ached all day.

"Finally, it can fall as well," he said monologue. Slowly he closed his eyes. However, Arsen suddenly came in by slamming the door.

Nadira who was only half-covered was immediately surprised. "Sir Arsen?!" to his surprise, he immediately wrapped his body in a blanket.

Arsen looked at him fiercely. "Why are you still here?! I've been waiting for you since you've been downstairs!" snapping Arsen that makes Nadira more confused. Nadira pulled herself up to the corner of the cot.

"Sir, speak slowly, can you? No need to be that high note," said Nadira a little afraid. "Pak Arsen would say well, I must have heard, really," he said again. His shoulders trembled slightly from fear.

Did I scare him? thought Arsen was short.

Seeing Nadira hugging his knee, Arsen finally tried to control his own emotions by taking a few breaths. He admits he has trouble managing his emotions.

He slowly approached Nadira. The girl seemed to throw away her face, reluctant to look at Arsen. "Wear your shirt, I wait below" Arsen said at the end. He only glanced at Nadira at a glance, then left there without saying anything more.

Nadira quickly put on her nightgown and hijab at random and then went downstairs. He went through the kitchen, but no one was there.

"Mrs looking for Mister?" ask a waiter who is cleaning the pantry. Nadira nodded in response. "Sir is in the reading room, Madam."

"He's eating?"

"Yet, Madam. You've been waiting for Madam." After saying that, the waiter went back to his room to rest. Nadira was there alone.

"Sir Arsen hasn't eaten yet? So, he was waiting for me? Jeez, Nad, Lo's too much!" maki Nadira to herself.

In the reading room, Arsen was stuck in his chair. Suck the cigarette in and then exhale it slowly. When the burden of the mind controls it, smoking becomes one of its impingements.

The door was knocked, Arsen only glanced at it at a glance without intending to open it. "Just go in, the door's not locked," he said a little tight.

Nadira poked her head behind the door. "Pak Arsen" call Nadira slowly. Arsen. His mood is bad now.

"Why are you here? Aren't you scared? Don't want to see me?" ask Arsen a little tart.

Eh really hard to persuade! Nadira took a seat right next to Arsen.

"I'm not afraid, I'm just surprised. I can't take a snapshot, sir. When yelled at, my natural reflex is to curl up like before, sorry if my attitude offends Mr. Arsen," Nadira explained. He tried to be gentle. That said, facing people who experience paranoid disorders is by communicating well.

Arsen turned off his cigarette which was still steaming because Nadira coughed several times. If you think about it, Arsen was guilty. He shouldn't have overreacted. His emotions are too explosive, even though he knows emotional problems are his own responsibility.

Nadira does not know for sure why Arsen can experience paranoid disorder. But Grandpa once reminded him. Facing an Arsenio must be with patience and a roomy heart.

Behind the silence and Arsen's tendency to be angry, he actually has a good disposition. Nadira himself had seen and felt it. Behind his serious and domineering nature, hidden gentleness as well.

Nadira rubs the back of Arsen's hand. Trying to persuade him. There were times when he and Arsen behaved like enemies, some times very understanding and trying to understand each other, and sometimes like children who quarrel and end up persuading each other.

"It's night, sir, eaten first or later can't sleep, and also, Mr Arsen instead of having to take medicine?" talk to Nadira again.

"What do you care? Just give importance to your work and the Bara" he said without taking his eyes off the darkness of the night. Gordyn in the reading room seemed to be twitching in the wind.

"Oh, so because of Om Bara. Mr. Arsen .. again jealous, huh?" the terkanya punctuated by janda. He emphasized the word 'Om Bara' in his sentence to give Arsen the assumption that Bara was nothing to him.

Arsen. "Why jealous of someone like him? He's nothing compared to me." Arsen said arrogantly. It is true, from any side Bara can not be compared with him.

"Pak Arsen wants to hear the story?" Nadira Fishing. The girl can guess what's the reason Arsen got angry tonight.

Arsen silently did not answer, but Nadira knew that the man was curious. "I'm the same Luna knew Bara since we got into the company. At that time the seniority in the office was still high, only Bara aja who looked more care for me and Luna."

Nadira stopped for a moment, he took the food in the tray. "Take me story while Mr. Arsen eats." Nadira starts scooping her food and feeds Arsen.

Then continue the story. "Over time, we become familiar with each other. I consider Bara to be just a friend, never more than that."

Arsen seemed to digest Nadira's story well. "But his gaze on you is very different," Arsen argued still not fully believe if their relationship is only that limited.

"I know. I am a girl, I can be different where the gaze of like, admiration and inappropriate of men," replied Nadira.

"Actually ... Several times Bara invited me to hangout, but I never did." Arsen almost choked in disbelief. Nadira quickly gave him a drink.

This time, he felt victorious from Bara. "Why?" Arsen asked curiously. He wanted to know why Nadira refused.

"What more reason is needed? I don't like it until I have a relationship at the office, make a hassle!"

Arsen looked satisfied. Embankment ... Embankment ... What a pity, whenever you'll never win.

Nadira began to yawn. "I'm clear, Mr. Arsen finished his meal. I want to go to bed, I'm sleepy!" Nadira stood up and walked away to his room.