True Love of the Heir
CSP. 67

After the meeting to discuss the structure of the company was completed, Arsen chose to go straight home and leave all his affairs to Galen.

Loosening his tie, Arsen walked towards the carport and drove his car to a place before returning home.

Arsen bought a bouquet of red roses for Nadira, then drove the car at high speed while occasionally humming original tones.

Arriving at home, Arsen stared at the majestic building before him before entering. Once again, he commented on his smile when he remembered that there was someone waiting for his return.

A waiter greeted him at the main door, as usual, asking him if Arsen needed anything. Arsen shook his head. His eyes comb the living room, usually during the day, Nadira will be on the sofa, watching his favorite drama or reading the novels he usually buys.

However, that afternoon, Arsen did not find Nadira's existence anywhere. "Master looking for Madam?" a servant seemed to approach him.

"Yes, where is he?"

"The lady asked permission to go check," the waiter replied, looking down.

Arsen frowned, "Check? He didn't say anything to me" Arsen said. "He didn't say anything else?"

The waiter nodded. "You go back to work" he said, making the servant retreat before him.

Arsen reached into his pocket, searched for Nadira's name on his phone and pressed the call button. Before long, the call was answered. The voice of a woman across the street made Arsen breathe a sigh of relief.

The corner of his lips was interested. "Where are you? Grandpa's house? I'll pick you up, yeah. You wait there!"

After that, Arsen drove back to the main residence. Luckily, the street was not too jammed. Arriving there Arsen was immediately greeted by several servants.

Upon entering the main residence gate, Arsen could see the whereabouts of two people he knew from inside the car, chatting in the front garden.

Parking his car perfectly, Arsen grabbed the bouquet of flowers he had previously placed in the back seat and approached the two with small steps. His presence clearly made Nadira strangled in shock because the man surprised her with a bouquet of red roses.

"Mas Arsen!" pekik Nadira was excited when he saw who the figure behind the bouquet of flowers was. Arsen smiled and gave the bouquet to Nadira. In the midst of them, Areef crocheted his happy smile.

Seeing Arsen who had taken the initiative to give his wife such flowers clearly made her happy. Areef thinks at least Arsen is not as stiff and cold as he used to be.

"Many things have changed" he muttered, repeating his words this morning to Rossie.

"It's almost dusk, you guys go home and have some fun" Areef said in a mocking tone. Nadira who heard the implied sentence from Areef became red.

"Grandpa embarrassed him," said Arsen who actually felt funny with Nadira's behavior.

Areef laughed, "Well, fine, hurry home," he gently pushed away. Then, Arsen glanced beside him, stealing a glance.

"Yes, Grandpa, we go home first. Grandpa don't forget to take care of your health. Don't mind much" Arsen said, emphasizing the word 'don't mind much' at the end of the sentence.

Areef nodded. The two greeted Areef with respect. "Grandfather, don't forget, you know, yeah!" nadira whispered before finally catching up with Arsen.

The old man gave his thumbs a sign of agreement that made Nadira develop her smile. For the last time, Nadira waved her hand then got into the Arsen car.

As Arsen's car exited through the main gate, Areef called for Anthony. "Prepare everything, let no one be left behind" he said, which Anthony immediately accepted.

Arsen cars are traveling at medium speed. Like a teenager who was just drunk with love, Nadira repeatedly smelled his smile in shame. And Arsen realized that completely.

"You likey?" tanyakanya. Nadira looked up and then nodded small.

Arsen laughed a little. "I'll often give you flowers if you like them."

"Eh? Mas, this isn't the way home, is it?" tanya Nadira realized the different direction of the road. Arsen nodded in response.

"I want to take you somewhere, we rarely go out together, right?" Nadira nodded back. He thought that apart from being at home, they rarely met. In addition to the busy Arsenic plus Bara problem makes them unable to linger enjoying quality time.

Nadira said nothing more. Later, Arsen's car entered a park filled with hanging lanterns on the right and left sides. There is a walkway that leads to a small gazebo, on each edge decorated with green grass and lily.

Nadira was amazed by the beauty of the park in front of him, he ran small through the path. His eyes looked to the right and to the left, grabbing the flowers into his range.

In the back, Arsen followed her with a happy smile seeing Nadira's pattern of behavior. "It's kayaking in a fairyland!" praise Nadira a little scream because of their distance a few steps away.

"And you are the Princess in the fairyland" said Arsen when their distance was near. Nadira nodded haru.

Princess treatment comes naturally from a man who loves you.

Arsen smiled and grabbed Nadira, embracing her in a warm embrace. The first thing Nadira felt was a sense of security and comfort.

"Thanks ... Thanks for everything you do for me, Mr. Harrington," muttered Nadira softly.

"Anything for you, My World," replied Arsen gently as he occasionally rubbed Nadira's head wrapped in a hijab.

Without them noticing, from behind the car window, someone stared at the two sharply. Hissing full of anger, especially when his gaze was fixed on Arsen.

"I don't want you to be happy, Arsenio!" he strangled the dashboard of the car quite hard. "I'll get back at you!" his his hiss again then drove his car away from the park.

Arsen took Nadira to a gazebo at the end of the trail. Nadira looked amazed when he saw it. The gazebo was surrounded by round-shaped lanterns with a sprinkling of flowers on its side.

Each side of the gazebo is mounted long white curtains to touch the ground, when the wind blows, the curtain flutters beautifully. Arsen led Nadira to a wooden step.

There was a table, Arsen asked Nadira to sit in one corner, while Arsen sat on the other side, facing each other.

"What is this, Mom?" ask Nadira.

Arsen smiled, "Don't you think of it as a small gift?"

"You've planned it?"

"No, I just thought about picking you up."

Nadira looked teary and could say nothing but close her mouth with both hands.

"I'm sorry if it's too simple" said Arsen, who felt guilty. Nadira nodded slowly.

"No, this is beautiful! I ... I'm just speechless. How could you think of taking me to this beautiful park?"

"That's because ... I love you," said Arsen gently. He approached and grabbed Nadira's hand, brought her right before his face and kissed her gently. The softness that can melt Nadira's heart.

In his heart, Nadira repeatedly thanked God for predestining him to marry an Arsen. A man whom he knew more and more, was increasingly taken aback by his gentle treatment.