True Love of the Heir
CSP. 54

Arsen seemed to move the layout of his suitcase right to the side of the sofa for easy touch, this afternoon he decided to fly to England. Nadira had just finished coming out of the wardrobe when Arsen was busy calling someone.

Picking up her phone, Nadira then opened the room slowly, trying not to leave the creaking of the open door. But presumably in vain because he felt a gaze in love with him.

Arsen.

"Nadira," called Arsen slowly but enough to make Nadira stop stepping out of the room. He could hear footsteps approaching him.

Nadira doesn't have to bother pretending not to listen. He stayed in place, letting Arsen grab his elbow. "I'm calling you," said Arsen as he gave his sharp gaze.

Arsen felt that what they were talking about last night had reached no agreement. Nadira remained firm on her stance to know, ignoring Arsen's gaze, Nadira pulled her hand and reopened the door.

"I'm talking to you, Nadira," he urged again and moved to close the door, blocking Nadira from coming out. Upset that Arsen was blocking his steps, Nadira clenched her hand.

"Surge! I don't want to argue anymore" Nadira replied in a commanding tone.

"We should" pinta Arsen, now pleading. "We must speak up and resolve this misunderstanding."

"Misunderstand? This is not a misunderstanding! You never believe me, and that the point!" angry jolt. Even the phone he was holding was thrown backwards. Nadira no longer cares about cell phones or anything, he raised his chin high, challenging Arsen.

Upon getting an outpouring of vexation and a sharp look from the woman, Arsen was silent for a few seconds. He knew this was his fault, but what he was doing now was for Nadira's safety as well, but why couldn't the girl understand?

Not everything has to be explained as he doesn't have to understand everything.

"Surge!" exclamation Nadira. Sterning, Arsen tried to reach Nadira who felt away from him.

"I'm going to England for the next few days" Arsen said. Grabbing the door handle, he opened it slowly and shifted a little to make room for Nadira to get out of the room.

"Listen to me, after I come home from England, I promise you I will make amends for all my mistakes" he persuaded with a gentle look.

Nadira snorted, feeling that Arsen was just bragging. He did not dare to hope anymore. "I don't care" muttered Nadira then walked out of the room.

Staring at the back of his wife who was away, Arsen could only let out a long sigh. "I have to how to deal with you?" his weakness was frustrating.

Along with that, his phone chose to vibrate. A message came in from Galen saying that he had arrived and would take Arsen to the airport.

A housekeeper helped her carry the suitcase out. Walking through the living room, Arsen looked at Nadira who was enjoying her breakfast for a few seconds. Then continue his steps outside the house. There, Galen was waiting for him.

"Don't let him go outside alone, always send me a report of his activities every hour. Don't be missed! And, if she wants to go out and send a guard out without her knowledge, you understand, right?" arsen's orders are long.

The assistant nodded, "Okay, Young Master."

"Your duties are increasing, Galen." Arsen said, breaking the silence created in the car. "Supervise the ember, lest he approach my wife" he said.

Galen only nodded faintly and said, "Okay, President," slowly. After which, their Range Rover instantly shot far away.

At the airport, several people had been waiting for Arsen's arrival. Nodding respect and regretting it. "Your plane is ready, sir. Whenever you can leave." An Aviation Security told him.

Nodding briefly, Arsen immediately walked in and sat down in his chair with a slight fidget. Anxious as he left Nadira in a state of anger and uneasiness at the thought of what would happen during his time in England.

I just hope everything goes well and as it should. Then the iron bird flew up. Through the clouds and blue sky.

***

After Arsen's death, Nadira could only stay in her room, read the book she had bought yesterday. Thinking back about their relationship and the 'things Arsen' Nadira always kept hidden. Curiosity is disturbed.

Putting her book on the table, Nadira opened the curtains of her room, the day was getting late. Looking out of the house, the atmosphere was so quiet. At rush hour like this, the waiters are busy doing homework. Only gardeners are seen in the garden.

Turning back to her original position, Nadira felt quite lonely and lost the figure of Arsen in the room. However, refusing to dissolve in his mind about the man, Nadira chose to spend her time reading again.

Striking word for word in it until it falls into a sea of words. Nadira will never get tired of doing it, although the moment after he finished reading his book, both eyes will feel tired due to reading too long.

However, he still likes books and reading activities. According to him, only by reading can he find his true self. Just by reading, Nadira can be herself, without the need to care about others.

He kept turning page after page of the book. When it was over, the day had already changed by night. Reading the book's last sentence, Nadira was slightly stunned by the quote at the bottom.

There are some things that are best not said. Rather than knowing, it's better if you harbor your ignorance than to be hurt when you find out the real facts.

Suddenly Nadira remembered Arsen's words last night. The man said the same thing. There are some things that should not be said. Nadira was in his place.

Could it be that he misunderstood Arsen's intentions? But what is it that he hides so much that not saying it is better than telling him?

Question marks swirled around his head. However, as much as he thought, Nadira could not draw any conclusions.

The knock on the door shifted his mind for a moment. Getting up from his seat, he opened the door of his room. A housekeeper asked him to come down to dinner.

"Yes, I take a shower first" he said, closing the door to his room again. Stretching her achy body sitting all day, Nadira thought to contact Arsen later.

After bathing and wearing his long pajamas, Nadira went down. Two assistants greeted him and served him a meal. Nadira felt that something was empty from her dinner that time.

Usually, there's Arsen who comments this is about food. Grumbling because the food tastes bad and other things that sometimes make Nadira shake her head.