True Love of the Heir
CSP. 41

"Grandfather, please tell Arsen where Nadira lives now .." Arsen whine on Areef. The old man shook his head, not responding to Arsen's plea. He had promised Nadira that he would not tell Arsen where the girl lives now.

"Grandpa ... Did Grandpa have the heart to see Arsen dumped like this?" Arsen began to sulk. It had been 1 hour more he whined like a child to his Grandpa. Begging her Grandpa to tell her where Nadira is now.

But, just like the days before. His grandfather was more silent. "Grandfather's granddaughter has changed now?" arsen asked softly, his voice turning hoarse. He really feels desperate right now.

Finally, Areef could not bear to punish his mischievous grandson. "Have you forgotten Grandpa's advice?" her question was firm without turning her gaze away.

"Arsen did not forget!" arsen replied quickly. "How many times has Arsen persuaded him. Arsen apologized, gave her a bouquet of flowers, tried to take her for a walk, Arsen even gave the house to Nadira. But ... " Arsen did not continue speaking. Even so he was sure his grandfather already knew what the continuation would be.

"Arsenic, sincerity cannot be judged by material alone. I told you, show your sincerity, show Nadira that you admit your mistakes and won't repeat them" explained Areef somehow.

"How is it? Grandpa please tell!" ask Arsen hard. Areef shook his head slowly.

"You've grown up, you've been very powerful and arrogant before. Now you're weak because you can't find out about your wife?" sindir Areef.

Arsen was stunned for a while. Powerful and haughty, two words so attached to Arsen. "Arsen, it seems to understand," he said weakly. His eyes bowed down, embarrassedly staring at his Grandfather directly.

"Then, go. What are you still here for?"

"Grandfather kicked out Arsen, Grandpa's own grandson?"

"Anthony, take this bad grandson out. I'm tired" Areef told his assistant. Then walked out of the living room without caring for Arsen's calls.

"Anthony, you've seen me grow up, haven't you? Is it true that I'm grinning it in Grandpa's eyes?" ask Anthony while walking out followed by Anthony beside him.

Anthony—personal assistant who was about 60 years old was shaking his head. "Young Master is very kind," he replied briefly.

"Then why did Grandpa call me a naughty grandchild?"

"The Great Lord has his own judgment. Young Master don't pay much heed to it."

***

In his room, Areef coughed loudly. Anthony swiftly gave him a drink. "The Great Lord should rest, don't get too exhausted and don't get too much thought." Anthony reminded.

"He's home, isn't he, Anthony?" ask Areef while wiping his mouth with a tissue.

Anthony nodded briefly. "Young Master is back, Big Master ... Why didn't the Great Lord tell the Young Master earlier? That way the Young Master couldn't possibly let the Master sit for too long." Anthony chatted long at the Great Lord while helping Areef to settle down.

"He'll be worried, Anthony. The problem is not necessarily he can solve, there is no need to increase the burden for him. You just call the doctor to check on me, I want to take a break" he said.

Anthony let out a light sigh and then nodded. "Well, Great Lord," he said, retreating from Areef's room after giving him the medicine.

Areef's eyes looked at the ceiling of his room fixedly. "Grandfather has helped you, Arsen. Nadira knows everything. The rest of Grandpa left it to God and how you melted his heart" he murmured and slowly blinked his eyes.

***

Nadira looks busy arranging new furniture for his apartment. The apartment was simpler than the apartment he had previously lived in. Not too luxurious but also quite spacious with one bedroom, living room and bathroom that blend with the pantry.

"Where do these things want to be stored?" ask Luna. Both of his hands raised a box of Nadira's belongings that he had tidied up from the office.

"Simpen there first, then let me be neat. Btw, thanks, yes. You've bothered to help me." Nadira pointed at a table, Luna put her things there.

"Just like anybody, Lo. Oh, yes, the friends said hello to me, they said they want to see Lo's new apartment here," said Luna conveyed a message from their coworkers before Luna came home earlier.

Nadira stopped for a moment, took some drinking water and gave it to the tired-looking Luna. "Keep Lo said what?"

"Gue says I'll ask you first Lo."

Luna shook her head. "Yes not! I know you don't like having your privacy compromised. But ... " Luna did not continue her words. The bell ringing of his apartment sounded. Shifting the two women's net instantly towards the door.

"Right, Nad, I didn't tell anyone you lived here, I swear!" luna jolted her two fingers up.

"That might be the staff or the delivery service, just open it first."

Nadira opened the door, and it turned out that what came was a food delivery service that he ordered earlier. Luna breathed a sigh of relief.

"Crazy! It was so panicky for me. I thought it was Bara ngintilin Iue."

"Mara?" nadira asked as if she could not believe what she was hearing.

"Yes, if I'm again neatin Lo's stuff he became excited himself, it's-that, fortunately there was Mr. Arsen who helped me say," he replied.

"Sir, what? Mr Arsen help you Lo? What do you mean help me?"

Luna stammered. "Eh, yes, yes help you settle the stuff Lo keep him also angry Bara so, Kayak weird right, huh? I'm just as shocked as Sisca, I swear," she replied long.

Nadira seemed to think for a while while Luna had opened the package of food that Nadira bought, examining the contents.

"Well! Samyang, Lo kok know Nad that I drooled the food that pedes-pedes gini." Luna's saliva almost dripped.

"Nad?!," called Luna a little loudly making Nadira somewhat jerked.

"Eh, yes, I'll take a drink, yes."

"Bengong mulu tuh girl," grumbled Luna while tidying the table, ready to eat her food.

Nadira returned with a bottle of water. They both ate the food quickly. The twilight line began to disappear, the night greeted the Capital calmly.

Luna's phone rang the chatter of the two. "Who, Lun? Mami, huh?" tanya Nadira who is hailed by Luna.

"Just a minute, yeah, I'll pick up."

Luna went to the edge of the window to pick up the call from her beloved mother. While Nadira began to tidy up their food marks and leftovers, washing dishes and glasses and cleaning the floor and table clean.

"Nad, I don't think I can stay here tonight. My cousin's sister wanted to come" he said after disconnecting his phone.

Nadira nodded, trying to understand. "Oh, jaudah, if that's how you can go home."

"Is it okay to stay?"

"It's okay, I also used to live alone, really," Nadira commented her smile so that Luna was not too worried.

Luna seems heavy-hearted leaving Nadira alone in her new apartment. However, her phone rang again, forcing her to leave immediately.

"Sorry, yes. But I'll be back tomorrow, really, after work" he said before leaving unit 14 where Nadira lives.

Nadira nodded, then escorted Luna out. He waved his hand. "This is life, let people leave and things happen.You desire better, girl. No matter how hard life maybe, you can promise yourself that will continue to run with it" he said.

Then, after Luna disappeared from her sight, she returned inside while stretching out her two sore hands. Arranging things turned out to make him very exhausted and lost a lot of energy.

Just now Nadira was about to go to rest, suddenly the doorbell of his apartment again rang. "Who else, anyway?" decaknya. He grabbed his hijab again, put it on quickly and opened the door.

"Sir Arsen?!"