GIRL IN RED

GIRL IN RED
CHAPTERS 154. PRUNING FLOWERS


“Your house is huge and the road to it also stretches everywhere. I always get lost trying to get around, which makes it harder for me to find my way back. I feel like I'm in the labyrinth.” said Arimbi telling the truth according to his experience.


“Indeed like a labyrinth, but our security is also guaranteed. Everyone in our big family lives in this complex and each family has their own area of residence, but it is still connected to the mansion.”.


At that moment Arimbi was dumbfounded speechless, he could judge how much wealth the Serkan Family had. The family home was already quite large and one had to spend several hours to get around the entire place on foot.


He was surprised to hear from Elisha that it was likely that they would expand the complex again. How much does it cost to expand this villa complex?


After all, every family has their own home in their own complex, so Arimbi was surprised to hear that the increasing number of family members could be a problem.


So there is the possibility of having to expand the complex and add some more new buildings. So that when family members increase, there are enough buildings to fit in.


Arimbi was at a loss for words once again. The support I found for the rest of my life is indeed very reliable he thought.


This family is indeed really rich, and also has the power so that later Arimbi can use all the resources of this family's power to take revenge and protect him.


“Sadly my brothers have no intention of getting married so soon. Grandma had long craved great-grandchildren for the past few years but had not managed to persuade my brothers to get married. Emir is the oldest, but he is still single so the other brothers have a reason not to marry.” Elisha said again while smiling at Arimbi.


“Every time the elders bother them to get married, they definitely bring up the Emir's status as the oldest child who is single. Our household is too quiet and will be more pleasant if there is the presence of small children running around this house.” he added.


Elisha is the youngest member of the Serkan family in his generation, but his attitude is much older than his age. It has been some time since the last time the Serkan family was flooded with laughter joking sounds of children.


At that time Arimbi also thought of the Emir. Madam Serkan would have to rely on her other grandchildren if she wanted a great-granddaughter in her arms any time soon.


“I heard the Emir mention earlier that you will be rewarded with one billion dollars if you give birth to a boy and ten billion for a girl. That's a very interesting gift! Are none of you tempted to marry and have children?”


Elisha smiled and replied, “They all have their own careers and none of them need gifts. They definitely prefer freedom over gifts every day. But there are many women out there who will do anything and use tactics to marry one of them, but they never succeed.”


Even Zivanna, the favorite daughter of the Lavani Family is eager to marry into the Serkan Family. But Zivanna had very high standards because she was only interested in the head Emir of this family and the other Serkan men nobody liked Zivanna.  After all, the woman once confessed that she would only marry the head of the family.


After all the position of the head of the family in a prestigious family like the Serkan family must be very respected, so it was no wonder she was interested in becoming Emir Serkan's wife. But with the Emir paralyzed at the moment, Zivanna preferred to turn her eyes to Dion Harimurti rather than lower her standards and choose another man from the Serkan Family.


Of course, the main reason was Dion's status as the head of the Harimurti family and heir of that family. Then Elisha tilted his head to look at Arimbi with a meaningful look. Arimbi who saw how Elisha looked at her asked, “Why are you looking at me like that Elisha?”


Elisha smiled and praised, “I think you are very fond. You are special and also unique.”


“Everyone has their own opinion and they must have different opinions and things they like are different. There will be people who admire your type. Yes, I like you very much and the closer we get and spend a lot of time together, the more I enjoy the interaction between us, Arimbi.”


“Thank you. I am glad to agree with you too. I also like you Elisha.”


Then the two entered the Emir's house while talking to each other. The Emir is no longer in the pavilion, so there is a possibility that he has returned home to rest. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they saw him holding scissors busy cutting off the flower branches.


There were several branches he had cut scattered all over the ground. As for the pot of bungan now it looks quite empty. Elisha immediately stopped his steps and whispered to Arimbi softly, “Arimbi this is my break time.  I'll go first. I'll take you out again another time when I have free time.”


Then Elisha turned around and rushed away with quick steps. Within a minute Elisha was no longer visible. He seemed to be running away from something.


Meanwhile Arimbi was still standing there in confusion. He watched as Elisha left and turned to look at the moving Emir in his wheelchair, getting ready to attack the next flower pot.


The pot he targeted was a pot of roses in perfect bloom. He was just about to cut off the branch when Arimbi hurriedly interrupted, “Emir! Don't cut!”


The flowers are blooming beautifully. If he slashed it, then there would be nothing left. ‘Better I do something before the poor rose is executed.’ Arimbi murmured in his heart.


As Arimbi approached him, the Emir placed the scissors in his hand and stopped his pruning.


“Emir here the weather is quite hot. Why don't you go inside and rest? Hand over the gubting to me and I will cut the flowers for you.” once Arimbi finishes his words, Arimbi instantly takes the scissors out of his hand. She wanted to prevent her husband from killing the other flower pots.


Flowers and plants are well cared for and make the whole place look more lively than ever. As she leaves the house in the morning, Arimbi likes to sniff out the blooming flowers then takes some photos of the flowers and posts them on her social media where there are different flowers blooming every day.


Many of his photos became popular on his social media. In response to Arimbi's words, the Emir raised his head then looked at him coldly for a few minutes before in a low voice calling his bodyguard, “Rino!”