True Love of the Heir
CSP. 61

Later that night, Arsen could not sleep well, although he knew that Nadira was better now. Evident from his subtle snoring voice, for a while he looked at his wife's calm face with a faint smile.

"I don't know when I like to look at your sleeping face like this" Arsen murmured softly. His index finger went down Nadira's face from the forehead, cheeks, nose to the ripe lips.

The hour hand has shown twelve o'clock late, Arsen chose to lay himself on Nadira's side. Achieve closeness that I don't know since when he missed.

"What's happen?"

Arsen flinched as Nadira asked him. The man turned his head, looking at Nadira who had just woken up. His clear eyes looked at Arsen with a gentle smile.

"Nothing," answered Arsen with a small oddity. Flipping his body facing the side and looking at Nadira with supporting his head using one hand.

Her lips are pursed. "Look, don't lie. Something happened, right?" nadira asked, looking at the ceiling. At midnight like this should have the room lights turned off, but, since Nadira has nyctophobia, Arsen kept the lights on to keep them bright.

Arsen was silent for a moment, thinking of the right reason to switch the conversation. "Look at me," he said after a few seconds, taking over Nadira's chin to look at him perfectly.

"I have some good news, you want to hear?" tanyakanya. Nadira squinted for a moment, thinking what news the man was about to reveal next to his body.

"What?" nadira asked at the end. Arsen smiled and confirmed the side facing position to be perfectly lying down. His right hand grabbed Nadira's fingers and grasped them gently.

"Bara's going to have her trial in two days, Grandpa told me this afternoon."

"really? That's nice! I want to come to—"

"Can't!" arsen's jolt cut Nadira's speech quickly. They sat for a while.

"Why?"

"You must recover yourself well." Arsen looked at Nadira seriously, warning her not to refute him. Nadira just fell silent and looked back at the ceiling of his ward. Slowly he pulled his hand from Arsen's grasp, feeling disappointed.

"I know you'd love to see Bara punished severely, but look back on your health, dear," Arsen explained, as she gently grabbed Nadira's fingers back, this time leading her to a brief sniff.

"You forgot? I promise to take you on vacation later this year before you actively work out a thesis." Arsen reminded of his promise and also Nadira's fixed schedule after the year changed.

For a moment, Nadira seemed to think. "You don't know what it's like" said Nadira. "I ... I felt that it was my last day" he said. Recalling the event, his shoulders trembled violently. Tears flooded his cheeks again.

Arsen turned around, with one hand he used to wipe away Nadira's tears. "I ... I," roared Nadira, his chest moving up and down.

Arsen could not help but embrace her. "I know, I know what it's like. Must be heavy for you. But, Honey. Compared to remembering the sadness, it is better to try to forget it. You're safe, I'm with you."

Although Arsen calmed her down and rubbed her head gently, Nadira's cry still felt slashing for Arsen. "Here, don't cry anymore" persuaded Arsen again, this time by cupping his cheeks.

"Don't cry, let's talk, okay?" Nadira nodded, though his sobbing had not subsided, he agreed for Arsen to speak. From their previous quarrels, Nadira learned to listen and speak.

Whatever the type of problem. There will always be a meeting point for every problem if they want to sit still and embrace each other to understand. Although not all problems will be solved with a conversation, at least Nadira has learned to listen and concluded.

Arsen smiled at him. "Recover yourself well, if you've improved, you can come along" Arsen said in the end. "Go back to sleep, it's night."

Arsen helped Nadira break down and helped her to come back. The sound of a wall clock ticking became his second escort to fly to dreamland.

***

Arriving in front of Nadira's nursery door, the three women looked at each other. "H Come on, Lun! Very curious, I want to mastiin the news," urged Inaya impatiently.

"Yes, Lun, knock, heavy also knows right away" said Sisca, who seemed to object to stacking a basket of fruit in her hand.

"Yes, yes, patient dong! You two this, yeah." Luna's hand was outstretched knocking on the door, but stopped because Anthony opened the door first. The three women looked stunned.

"Sorry, who are these ladies, huh?" ask Anthony politely. Luna's head slightly lowered as she came into contact with Anthony.

"I'm Luna, this is Sisca and Inaya, we want to see Nadira, sir," Luna said as she alternately pointed at Sisca and Inaya.

Anthony seemed to remember. "Ah, you're the one who was taken care of with Young Madam, yes. Please, please come in. Madam just finished taking the medicine." Anthony shifted his body to the side to allow the three women to enter.

From his seat, Nadira looked surprised by the presence of the three women. At her side, Arsen was helping her apply scar-removing gel on her hands.

"You ... Luna." Nadira looked at Luna with puzzled eyes and wondered.

"The whole city already knows," said Arsen as if answering Nadira's confusion. The woman looked back and couldn't believe it.

While Sisca and Inaya crochet her smile, feeling disinclined by Arsen's presence there. Sisca seemed to put her fruit basket on the nightstand.

"It's over, I'm leaving first. Take good care of yourself, yes, Anthony will be here to accompany you." Before leaving, Arsen took the time to kiss the head of Nadira covered with hijab, making the woman perfectly upright.

Then, he walked outside with a slight smile on the three women. "Morning," he said that immediately made the three women turn their backs uncertain.

After Arsen's death, the three women immediately rushed towards Nadira. "Nad, swear! What's Lo for?!" inaya assault heboh.

"It's the president, isn't it? Our president?!" Inaya seemed to be in disbelief by opening her eyes many times. While Luna seemed to chuckle at the tone of disbelief of her two close friends.

Nadira looked at his three friends in turn. As if I could not believe their presence. "Kok you guys know?" tanyakanya. Luna shrugged her shoulders, choosing to sit quietly between them.

"Oh My God!" pekik Inaya hard. "Lo really don't know, Nad? Lo's name is a trending topic at the office!" excitedly.

"Yes, yeah. Headlines as well, you know!" timpal Sisca's. "Gue really still doesn't think, anyway. Worth the time at the office, Mr. Arsen often called Lo."

"Ceritain dong you met early, the same President how is it, anyway? Kok kayaknya very different, was also a chance kiss," Inaya chuckled amusedly.

"Day! Very frontal!" sisca Tegur.

Then, the four women chatted with fun. Nadira shamelessly again recounted the unexpected part of her meeting. Inaya and Sisca listened enthusiastically, occasionally filling Nadira's story with small jokes.

Unlike Inaya and Sisca who just learned the facts of Nadira's marriage. Luna just casually ate the fruits that Sisca had brought.

"So, the final chapter Nadira is not an independent woman anymore dong, but the President's Wife," led Inaya with a wink.

Sisca did not want to lose, he gave Nadira a ignorant smile. "So, how does it feel to be the President's Wife?" tanyakanya.

"Nothing much" replied Nadira lightly.

Luna cleared her throat, taking over their attention for a moment to her. "You don't know Nadira, you know" he said.