True Love of the Heir
CSP. 39

Arsen sat weakly in his room, for some reason Arsen felt his room was now empty again, as before. Though the presence of Nadira makes the atmosphere of the room so warmer and adds a feminine impression in the spacious room. Several times Arsen noticed her room was always neat, the girl was always paying attention to the small details.

Now, that room is even messy, unkempt. Items scattered, the mirror where Nadira makeup even shattered into pieces, blankets and pillows that are already shapeless. Messy, like Arsen.

Arsen stared blankly at his bed. Usually, every night he would hug Nadira tightly. This morning, let alone hugging Nadira, want to fall asleep was Arsen difficulty. Since the party ended, Arsen had not closed his eyes for a minute. Without Nadira, he could not have slept well.

It was morning, the morning sunlight slid into the window of his room. Arsen still remembers it clearly, every morning when he blinked his eyes, the first thing Arsen saw was definitely Nadira who welcomed the morning, opened the curtains wide room, then accidentally teased Arsen.

After the celebration ended, Grandpa took Nadira away. And Arsen could only accept that fact bitterly. Just last night the girl left but she's fucked up.

One of the servants knocked on his door slowly. "Young Master ... There's a Great Lord coming, he's asking you to come down, "he said slowly.

"Grandfather?"

"Yes, Young Master."

After that Arsen rushed to wash his face and change his clothes. With the hope that Nadira will come with Grandpa.

Areef stared at his only grandson with a dreamy look. His grandson looked very messed up, when only last night he took Nadira away from his side.

It seems, that girl has already begun to affect my granddaughter's life. Hm, that's a good thing, but his temperament is really bad, somehow treating his acute paranoia, haish.

Areef shook his head weakly. He had been painstakingly uniting the two of them, not expecting something like this to happen.

"Grandfather," call Arsen weak. His face turned pale, the circumference of his eyes was clearly visible. Arsen saluted his grandfather respectfully. He sat right next to his grandfather.

Areef groans, gently rubbing Arsen's head. "You know what Grandpa came here for, Arsen?"

The man nodded briefly, laying his head on Areef's knee. "Arsen knows wrong, Grandpa. Sorry about Arsen being so angry last night. Arsenic ... Arsen doesn't like to see Nadira close to other men."

"Then?

"Is it wrong if Arsen ... Jealousy?" asked Arsen a little doubtful.

Areef smile. Go back to rubbing her grandson's head, baby. "Arsen, jealousy is not wrong. He said jealousy is a sign of love. It's good that Arsen is jealous, it means that Arsen has started to love Nadira."

"But Arsen, which you must remember well. Do not let jealousy destroy and turn into restraint against the couple."

Arsen looked well. His head was small. Areef let out a slow breath before continuing.

"Marriage relationships are different from teen romance, Arsen. Marriage has many foundations, one of which is trust. Now, Grandpa wants to ask. Did Nadira ever tell you about that man named Bara?"

Arsen was silent for a while and then nodded. Nadira certainly explained it, even many times. However, for some reason when Arsen saw the two close together, there was an insecurity that appeared in his heart.

"Nadira says that he and Bara are just coworkers. When he first got into the company, Bara was the one who helped him the most" Arsen said. The old grandfather nodded.

"If it is like that, then it is true what Nadira said. You're mad at her until it means you don't trust your wife completely."

Arsen is back. A little bit already understood the crux of the conversation with his Grandfather today. Arsen changed his sitting position so leaning on the sofa. His eyes began to feel heavy.

Areef watched his grandson for a moment, letting Arsen digest his advice well. "Have you got the point, son?" ask her a few minutes later.

The man was seen confirming his sitting position again, while he drank the water presented at the table, and gulped it down to the toilet.

"Arsen ... Arsen already understood Grandfather," he replied weakly and raucously. The arrogance he often showed to others seemed to mean nothing in front of Grandpa.

Areef smiled wisely. "The thing women need most in marriage, not just love and possessions, Arsen. Compared to those two things, Grandfather believes Nadira wants and needs more trust from you," Areef again began his lecture.

"After love, trust is the easiest thing to get but also the easiest to break. When a marriage loses its foundation of trust, the marriage will easily crack. Just like Arsen, right? You don't completely trust Nadira, what's going on?"

"I hurt her. Nadira ... Nadira must have been very hurt by my attitude, right, Cake?"

Areef nodded, assuring. "That's for sure, son. Any woman and wife would be hurt when her husband alone doubted her" Areef said subtly. Arsen was overwhelmed with guilt. He was too rash last night. It's too emotional.

"Grandfather, what should Arsen do now? Will Nadira forgive Arsen?" tanyanya slow. His tone sounded desperate and helpless.

"Everybody makes mistakes, son. And mistakes can still be corrected. Now just how Arsen tried to get forgiveness and forgiveness from your wife. Apologize sincerely," replied Areef long.

Arsen was stuck in his seat. "Sincerely apologizing? Will Nadira forgive Arsen?" Arsen repeated the question.

"Apologies are not enough. Apologize and show her your sincerity. Show that you really feel guilty and will not repeat your mistakes. Remember, women love to be fought for," Areef's advice encourages Arsen to be more active.

During this time he noticed, his grandson could only give money, show power and flirt without showing more seriousness. This time, Areef was going to let Arsen put in his own effort.

A man must dare to fight for a woman. But in Arsen's view, if he wanted a woman, just tie him to status and money. That's what Areef wants to change.

Arsen was already late in his mind. What should he do for Nadira to forgive him? Showing sincerity, how?

Areef slightly chuckled seeing Arsen's forehead shriveling deeply. It could be that my haughty and handsome grandson thought so seriously just because of a woman.

"Arsen" call Areef. The man who initially looked serious thought it was looking back.

"Grandfather knows how traumatized you are by the past and how much easier it is for you to trust people, but from now on. Try to trust Nadira wholeheartedly. She's your wife, Grandpa's seen enough sincerity in you."

Arsen nodded back. "Good, Grandpa. Arsen understood. Arsen will try," he replied earnestly.