True Love of the Heir
CSP. 63

Arsen walked into the office in a hurry. Opening the door of his room a little hard until it creaked loudly then closing back behind his back.

Galen stood up as soon as Arsen came and invited him to sit down. Gritting the bone between his eyes, Arsen let out a soft sigh. "What's the problem?"

Galen moves to retrieve the file and shows it to Arsen. "Project Manager is suspected of money laundering. It puts the workers on strike, they refuse to continue our project. If this continues, then the project will not be completed on time" Galen said.

Arsen was stuck in his seat for a few seconds while reading the attached document. Flip it over slowly, sheet by sheet.

"President," call Galen again a little anxious and scared. Arsen had already reminded him that time to be careful.

Arsen closed the document and stood up. "Create a lawsuit and ask the finance department to freeze all its assets" Arsen replied next as he walked to the edge of the window.

"Good, President. What about the workers who are on strike?" ask Galen again.

Arsen turned his head, slipping his hands in his pants pocket, he looked at Galen with an unreadable look. "Pay their wages, immediately recruit a new PM and find a replacement contractor" he said, to Galen's surprise.

"Presby ... That, about it, will definitely cost you not a little," he denied. Arsen nodded briefly.

"Indeed, then will you bear the loss, Galen?"

"No, President. I'll take care of it soon" said Galen, bringing along the files on Arsen's desk.

Then, after Galen left his sight, Arsen sat back in his chair, holding his seat and feeling dizzy in his head. The phone in his pocket chose to vibrate. Looking at the name on his phone screen, Arsen quickly answered the call.

"Hello? I'll be home soon, after the office business is over. Are you home already? Want to buy something?" ask someone on the other end of the phone. Then the call ends. Arsen chose to go home soon.

Before returning home, he took the time to go to the project site. There seemed quiet, there were only a few excavators and heavy equipment that seemed to have been deliberately left behind. Arsen swept his gaze around the project.

Then sighing deeply, he felt tired, as his project would definitely be delayed for some time. Then, after being satisfied looking at his first project, he returned his car to the house.

***

Nadira seemed calm in her break. Look at the ceiling of his room in a mute. At that moment, he could hear a voice

handle the door that is rotated and opened. It shows a man he knows very well.

Arsen walked in, taking off his suit and tie, and Arsen threw himself right next to Nadira. The woman turned her body to face Arsen.

"Kok tangled his face, why Mas?" ask Nadira. The one asked turned his head to the side. Look at the face line of Nadira who looks different when not wearing a hijab.

Arsen then turned his body to face each other. "Project Manager mega that project, doing money laundering," replied Arsen without diverting his attention from Nadira.

Nadira seemed surprised by the fact. "Seriously?" he said in a disbelief tone. Arsen nodded his head in response.

"Yes, it's unbelievable, right? Galen only found out a few days ago while checking the company's shopping list, something was odd about the report."

"Then?"

"I've taken care of it, in the next few days, the PM will get a summons and all his assets will be frozen."

Nadira seemed to nod his head even though he did not fully understand what money laundering and asset freezing was.

"I'll also have a meeting tomorrow and change some of the company's structure" Arsen said again as he pulled himself up.

"What's the apology for? It's not your fault, it's not your responsibility." Arsen cupped Nadira's cheeks together and kissed her forehead briefly.

"It's my job and things like this can happen" Arsen said, then went to the bathroom to clean up. Nadira goes to the kitchen to make Arsen food.

Twenty minutes later he came back and arranged the dinner at the table. Nadira can see Arsen walking out of the walk in closet still with his wet hair.

"You cook?" tanya Arsen stared at the food on the table. Nadira shakes. His hands were still slightly injured, unable to cook or do any heavy work.

"Don't do any work first, okay? Your wound is still not healed, the doctor said you have to rest a lot to recover faster."

In response to Arsen's chattering, Nadira chuckled and nodded her head briefly. Then invite him to eat. During the process of digesting it, none of them opened the sound, both of them just ate in silence. As if you want to enjoy every chew well, especially Nadira who in the last few days only ate hospital food.

"I want to help you too, Mom. But how is it going?" cetus Nadira makes Arsen stop for a moment. The man looked up at Nadira.

"What help, honey?" ask Arsen gently. Nadira seemed to have misbehaved for a moment.

"Eh that ... I want to help you, the problem of the project was that I was also the first to handle it. I feel guilty for resigning" replied Nadira slightly bowed.

Arsen scrunched his forehead. "No need, you just focus on drafting your thesis from now on. In a few weeks I'll take you on vacation" Arsen said, putting in one last mouthful. He prefers to shift the conversation in another direction, as if he does not want Nadira to come to think about it.

"Is it your command, Mr. Harrington?"

"No, it's my wishes."

For a few seconds, the two stared. "okay ... By the way, I also actually have a wish, but I doubt."

"Whatis that? Tell me, I'll make it happen."

Nadira seemed to think for a moment. Arsen waited patiently until the woman finished tidying up her food marks. After arranging the dishes and putting them in a trolley, Nadira called a waiter to bring the dirty dishes to the kitchen.

Arsen did not take his eyes off. While propping up his chin, he watched his wife's every move. Then Nadira sat down next to him.

"So?" ask Arsen. Nadira turned his head, his chin slightly raised, gesturing.

"What is your wish? I'll make it happen" Arsen said again as if understanding Nadira's gesture.

Nadira seemed to think for a moment, sighed softly and then said, "I've always had a wishlist to open a business or business, but still hesitated."

Arsen looked to nod lightly a few times. "What makes you doubt?" tanyanya while pulling Nadira into her arms. "Say, I'll make you sure."

"Seriously?"

Arsen looked at him deeply. "So seriously, have I ever joked about things that concern you?"

"Almost never," replied Nadira as she leaned her head against the chest of the Arsenic plane. The man smashed Nadira's head. Rarely can Nadira be spoiled on him.

"I want to build a business, but I don't know where to start. And how much does it cost to spend?" i'm Nadira.

Arsenic ber 'oh' ria. Peeping Nadira's head was brief. "That's easy, I'll teach you," said Arsen who then met with enthusiastic gazes from Nadira.