
“Good. Emir, remember my words earlier. You are an amazing man so never feel inferior. Until anytime, in my heart you are the best.”
What if he had to use a wheelchair? The Emir is still very good at his job. Dion Harimurti could stand but he still could not defeat the Emir.
As he recalled the man, Arimbi's phone rang. And he saw that it was a call from an unknown number. The Emir with his sharp eyes saw the number and his facial expression darkened as he incubated, “This number is Dion Harimurti.”
“Hah? Dion Harimurti?” Arimbi almost wants to throw away his phone. “Emir, why does Dion know my phone number?” After saying that, Arimbi felt that he had just asked a very stupid question. For someone who had power and status like Dion, it was easy for him to find someone's phone number.
Crane...kring…..
His phone was still ringing and Arimbi did not know if he should answer.
“Jawab!” the Emir said in a low voice. Carefully Arimbi watched his expression. His face was stiff while his lips were pursed tightly and his gaze darkened. It was one of those unfamiliar expressions that he could not read.
“I told you to answer.” Emir's tone suddenly became heavier and Arimbi hurriedly agreed and answered Dion's call.
“Halo?” Arimbi forced himself to sound normal without being affected by the cool expression of the Emir. Actually he was very reluctant to take a call from Dion. He did not like the man who he thought was very cunning.
“Arimbi.” Dion's heavy voice heard over the phone. “It's me Dion.”
“Director Harimurti, do you need anything?”
Dion snaps on the back of the sofa and pulls his tie before saying, “My legs are still swollen.”
“The swelling is still not reduced?” ask Arimbi wonder. Though a few days have passed.
“You stepped on it too hard.” Dion said again.
“Ehm. I didn't do it on purpose.”
Dion said coldly,”If you accidentally stepped on it, you would have already lost one of your legs by now.”
Arimbi was silent not daring to answer.
“Kokiku is on leave.” suddenly Dion spoke up.
Arimbi immediately understood, “Do you need my help ordering food?” as he spoke, Arimbi cursed in his heart. Really a very cunning guy!
No response from across the phone. “Director Harimurti, what food do you like? Tell me and give me your address so I can order food for you.”, Arimbi said again.
“Nona Arimbi, I heard that your culinary skills are very good. So come and cook dinner for me now.” Dion finally revealed his truly unreasonable request. After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to steel himself and act like an asshole.
Otherwise, Arimbi would have stayed away from him. If she wanted to see her child immediately then she had to quickly drag the child's mother to her side first. He was already impatient to tie Arimbi by his side and get the child as soon as possible. What an unreasonable and crazy man.
Hearing Dion Harimurti's words, made Arimbi stunned and instinctively he immediately refused, “Director Harimurti, I cannot go and cook for you at this time. If your chef asks for a leave of absence, will no one else there be able to cook? At best I can only help you order food. Sorry, I am very busy taking care of Emir and have no time for anything else at the moment.”
Arimbi did not dare to go cooking for him, the Emir would strangle him to death. After all, the man was so unreasonable asking her to come cook! After Dion was silent for a moment he hung up the phone without a word. But Arimbi immediately received a text message from him. When he clicked on it, his expression became indecisive and then deleted the message.
Dion sent her a photo or rather a portrait of her baby. How could he draw the baby's appearance? Does she dream of the appearance of her baby? Is she also reincarnated like Arimbi? Arimbi's mind went awry.
But he still remembered well, in his previous life he had never met Dion. If the boy belonged to Dion and he knew why he had never seen him before?
Arimbi became confused and clasped his phone. He had to go and find Dion. Nah! She can't do that because she has been reincarnated and in her present life she hasn't been framed by Amanda and Reza. So she's not pregnant, even if she lives in this life then it's just the Emir's son!
In this life, her baby had nothing to do with her. He must not be tempted by Dion or he will fall into his trap. The man was very cunning and always tried to find a way to trap him.
Arimbi was a bit frightened thinking this so she wanted to get pregnant quickly. That way there would be no other way for the man to trap him.
Thinking that, Arimbi slowly calmed down and cursed Dion Harimurti a thousand times in his heart. No wonder Dion is worthy of the Emir's enemies. He was extremely cunning and if he lost his focus for a moment, he would be crushed!
Since then the Emir looked at Arimbi, and he did not miss the change of expression. When Arimbi showed a complicated expression, he did not make the slightest sound and let his expression waver. From the conflicted expression in the beginning to his calm expression was now like a sled before he calmed down.
“Emir, let's go eat.” take Arimbi expressionlessly to him while putting his phone back in his pocket.
The Emir looked at him coldly. Seeing Arimbi's honest look, the Emir was heartbroken. It was obvious that the woman had something hidden from her and it must have been related to Dion Harimurti.
But Arimbi pretended to be stupid as if nothing had happened, and the Emir felt that he had really underestimated him. Just then they heard the sound of footsteps and Beni came in with two dozen hairpins that the Emir had requested from the main warehouse.
“Young Master Emir...” as soon as Beni comes in, he realizes something is wrong. Then he immediately stopped because he did not know if he should step forward.
Did Young Madam Arimbi make Young Master Emir angry again? It felt like Beni wanted to yell at her Young Madam. Because only that woman can mess with the Emir's mood which is fatal to everyone.
“Bring here!” The Emir averted his gaze and stopped staring at Arimbi.
Beni immediately stepped forward and handed the hairpin over. Since the Emir asked for the hairpin in person, the people who ran the main warehouse picked out several luxury brands and collected two dozen of the best hairpins to give to Beni.