True Love of the Heir
CSP. 64

In Arsen's study, Nadira sits upright holding a pen between her fingers. Arsen sat in front of him. The two are talking about a business plan that will be built Nadira.

"Well, first of all you make an executive summary first" Arsen said as he showed the screen on his laptop. "Start first from the target market, then what products you will market."

Nadira seemed to nod then began writing a summary of the company he was about to build. He had no intention of building the company, but Arsen said it was better to start a company.

Later, the company will stand under the auspices of the Harrington Group name as a new business line, so that resource allocation and orientation are more organized. Or rather, Nadira specifically manages the business without the hassle of finding investors and other details.

"Then, what else?"

"Company description" replied Arsen without taking his eyes off the file he was reading.

"The company's description covers just about anything, huh? I don't know, can you tell me or give an example?" tanya Nadira looked at Arsen who looked more handsome while at work.

Arsen took off his glasses, then switched from his chair and approached Nadira's side. Arsen wrote down some points and on a paper.

"The company's description includes the company's identity, vision and mission. After that, you create the concept and the opportunity here, for example like this," explained Arsen while giving Nadira an example that can be followed.

Nadira nodded again and continued his writing activities. He wrote everything explained by Arsen, including on the analysis of market aspects, marketing plans and strategies, management of the company to the financial side, all of which he did not escape thinking carefully.

"like that? Is it right?" nadira asked while handing over the notes and details to Arsen. The man looked up and grabbed the paper that Nadira had stretched out and read it carefully.

Then, Arsen nodded in satisfaction. "It's great, but there are still some things to improve" Arsen said.

"really? I fix it again?"

"No need, let me fix it later. You go get some rest now, it's late" said Arsen, who Nadira was a nun.

Along with Nadira who was about to leave the room, a butler came knocking on the door. Nadira.

"What's wrong?" the tananya approached the butler quickly. Nadira looked a little surprised.

"You come back" Arsen told Nadira. Seeing the look on Arsen's slightly bent face, Nadira quickly walked away from Arsen's study.

After making sure Nadira returned to the room, Arsen told the butler to enter. "Next time call me on the intercom!" maki Arsen was enraged by the actions of his butler.

The butler just looked down and apologized. Arsen sat back in his chair.

"The results of the examination are out, Young Master." the butler gave Arsen a white envelope with a hospital stamp on his upper right. The man took it and asked the butler to get out of his room.

In the room, Nadira could not close her eyes. An hour has passed, but sleepiness has not greeted him. For an hour he waited for Arsen.

Feeling unable to fall asleep, Nadira decided to get up and go to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. Right at the dining table, a man was bowed. Nadira could see two empty cups lying around just like that.

For a few seconds, Arsen tried to neutralize his blurred vision by the fog of grief. And, ha it did not escape the observation of Nadira.

His face changed often in some time, making it difficult to guess what his heart really was? Can't he say it so I can understand and not make me misunderstand his attitude?

Nadira took a seat right next to Arsen. Fully aware of Nadira's presence, Arsen rubbed his face rough. "You awake?" asked Arsen while straightening his back.

Nadira shook his head slowly, "Can't sleep," Nadira replied briefly. For a few seconds, the two just stared at each other in silence, as if with that, they could understand each other's hearts and minds.

"All right, it's late. Let's go to sleep," asked Arsen to cut off their gaze first. However, the woman flinched in her seat.

His instincts say something is awkward and strange, he feels that Arsen is hiding something from him again.

"Why?" asked Arsen who had been a few steps away from the dining table. "Honey," called Arsen gently because Nadira never answered him.

The man went back to the dining table and sat back in his chair. Staring at Nadira fixedly then grabbed her hand, grasping it gently.

"I'm not sleepy yet" replied Nadira, staring at Arsen for a moment. "If Mas sleepy, Mas to the room first," Nadira's advice is reciprocated by a headband.

"You still here, how can I sleep?"

Giving a puzzled look, Nadira then got up from her seat and moved to make coffee. Seeing Nadira approaching the coffee maker, Arsen was moved to drink another cup.

"I want to, too" he said. Nadira turned and gave him a disapproving look. Nadira's eyes were fixed on two cups of coffee near Arsen.

"Can't, it's there already two cups," pointed Nadira, glancing at the table, Arsen scratching his non-itchy nape.

"New two, really. Another one can, dear." Nadira gave a small snort but still he made two cups of coffee, for him and for Arsen.

Before long, Nadira brought the two cups in front of Arsen. The smell of coffee tickles his sense of smell. "That's a lot different, the same thing I made," he said.

"So, why are you here, Mom? Why not go to the room?" nadira asked, still wondering why Arsen sat at the dinner table with two cups of coffee. He thought Arsen was at work, but he wasn't.

Arsen seemed to think for a moment, while raising his gaze slightly upwards. "I just read the details of the project the same read the email from Galen, kept feeling sleepy and into the kitchen," he replied honestly.

"After you know, I overslept here," said Arsen again accompanied by a small oddity. Nadira breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed like her worry for Arsen this time was baseless.

Then, they spent the night chatting and discussing things until the early hours of the morning. There was nothing strange, other than a frown in Arsen's heart that still remembered the death of their future baby.

He will close the truth tightly. And will not let Nadira feel sad or devastated because of the death of their future baby. Arsen still thinks that hiding something truth still feels better than expressing it but feels hurt.

Arsen felt he would not be able to see Nadira hurt. Let the secret be his secret and Areef. But how long should he hide the truth?