GIRL IN RED
CHAPTER 78. YOU ARE THE DRAGON IN MY HEART
When Arimbi arrived home, he immediately went into his room and ransacked the box. While the Emir followed him in and with a cold gaze watched all his movements. After a while of searching, Arimbi finally found a box of cans. “Aha! I've found it! Sorry it took me a long time to look for it.” said Arimbi smiling sweetly.
The Emir is not interested in that at all. She notices Arimbi wiping the tin box with a tissue and hands the box to her.
“Emir, here's a gift for you!”
“What is this?”
Arimbi still keeps smiling seminal, “You have to open the gift yourself when you receive it. That way you will be surprised to see the contents. You won't be surprised if you've been told the side first.”
The Emir did not rush to open the iron box and he instead looked at Arimbi. “Do you think you can escape me if you give me a worthless box? Tell me, why is Dion Harimurti bothering you?”
“I just hit him and pulled his tie when I was about to fall. Apparently I almost strangled him. I didn't apologize to her so she kept pestering me to apologize.”
“Arimbi! There is no happy ending for someone who lied to me.”
“Emir, I'm telling you the truth, you can self-medicate if you don't believe. With my husband's incredible ability you can discover the truth in minutes. If the result does not convince you, there is only one explanation left.”
“That he fell in love with you at first sight?” replied Emir.
Arimbi smiled, “So you agree with what I said earlier right Emir?”
Arimbi's hand touched the Emir's face, then straightened his back and untied his hair. Then she flicked her hair in a charmed style, the Emir looked at her while pursing his sexy lips.
“By the way thank you Emir.”
“For what?” The Emir did not understand why Arimbi was grateful to him. He thought that the more he got to know Arimbi the harder it was to guess what he was thinking. To think that Arimbi is just a naive country girl.
“It's about the love letter you gave me through Beni!”
“It wasn't a love letter! I would never write a love letter let alone write it for you.”
“Alright.” said Arimbi although he was a bit disappointed but he remained cheerful, “I also did not expect you would write a love letter to me.”
After the Emir saw that Arimbi was not angry at all, he felt his expression turn even colder. Maybe he hoped that the woman would scold him so he could tell that Arimbi liked love letters.
The Emir lowered his head and opened the tin box. Inside the box was a dragon statue made of wire. He was astonished when he saw the dragon statue of such a beautiful handmade wire weave. After getting two small rats from Arimbi, he also knew that this woman was a skilled person. Even so the Emir was still surprised by his skill.
“It used to be whenever I felt bored, I would weave some crafts and sell them online. My monthly income reaches dozens of millions and sometimes can exceed twenty million every month. But I did not manage to register the dragon statue in my online store after I returned to the Rafaldi Family. So I put it in a tin box and I never opened it. Now I give it to you as a gift. Emir, you are the dragon that towered in my heart!”
The Emir took the wire dragon statue and saw it for a long time before putting it back in the box. “Arimbi, you are very good at flattering ya.”
“Come Emir, don't be. What I said is true. I love you so much and am grateful to have a husband like you. You are the dragon in my heart that soars and fills every space of my heart. When I see you sad, my heart aches because every drop of your tears is my creak.”
The Emir is getting dizzy because he feels like he is flying to hear Arimbi's appeal. No one had ever seduced him like that before.
“Emir, give me time yes. It is not easy to weave these statues. Not as simple as ABC.”
“I'm not asking you to give me now. You have some stock right?”
“Iya. But I left some for Adrian. My art training institute and my online store were taken over by Adrian. I don't take care of a lot of things.”
“Begging Adrian to deliver the rest of your stock here!” the Emir dominates.
‘Whatever Arimbi makes must be mine! Not Adrian! They are brothers but not siblings. I don't like Arimbi too much with Adrian Darmawan!’ whispers in the heart. Somehow the Emir began to be jealous of Arimbi and did not like if his wife was close to other men. He is eager to dominate and dominate Arimbi, all about Arimbi should focus on him.
“Emir, I think the stock is up. If you like it I'll weave something for you. You do not need to take stock of Adrian.” said Arimbi staring at the Emir.
After saying that sentence, he only realized that he had shown his possessive attitude to Arimbi and the Emir began to fret. Even so, looking at his wife who did not know the contents of the Emir's mind, he quickly became calm again.
“To the same place, I want to eat.”
“Alright.” when talk food smile Arimbi instantly widen. The Emir exerted all his strength not to call his wife over the name of the eater. It was rare for the couple to spend time happily. After dinner, the Emir asked Arimbi to encourage him to take a walk in the yard of his house.
“Do you remember the route here now?”
“I can hardly remember the route back to our little house.” replied Arimbi honestly.
The Emir immediately pursed his lips, his heart softened when he heard Arimbi say our little house.
“Emir..”
“Iya?”
“Do you want to practice walking? I can support you.”
The Emir coldly said, “Did you see me as a bully because I was paralyzed?”
“Emir, why are you thinking so badly? I don't think you're a bully. It's for your own good, do you want to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of your life? I can push you all my life if you're permanently paralyzed/But you're not, and you still have a chance. You have to do physical exercise to be able to stand up again.”
The Emir remembered Aslan's advice to him. Who wants to be wheelchair bound for life?” But he became discouraged.
“Emir, let's walk for two meters only for training huh?”
Arimbi softened his voice and tried to persuade the man who thought badly of him. But the Emir did not respond and just kept quiet.
Arimbi stopped and faced her then crouched down and looked at her. The Emir's eyes were as deep as the ravine and Arimbi could not see the bottom. He silently looked at Arimbi in front of him. At this moment he pursed his lips and exuded a cold aura.
“Emir!” Arimbi tried to pull his hand but the Emir brushed it off. Even so he did it again, Arimbi did not want to give up just like that.