Losing Us
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In the middle of dinner, Arsenio suddenly resigned after several times seen checking her clinking phone. Without further explanation, the man ran away from the cafe with Anara and Mommy made to wonder what really happened.

Arsenio just said she had to leave because there was something urgent, but the man did not say clearly what was urgent. Is it about work or something else? That certainly made various speculations appear in the heads of the two women he left behind just like that. And clearly, the name Olin could not be removed from the list of suspicions, seeing how panicked Arsenio's face before resigning.

“We just keep eating, yes, Bun? We'll find out later that Arsenio is back.” Anara tried to calm the Mother who looked agitated.

Mommy exhales resignedly, nods obediently and then resumes dinner activities even though the taste is not as interesting as before.

A few minutes later, they were done. Mother immediately asked Anara to follow her out of the restaurant after she finished making payments.

In the parking area, their driver was already waiting at the side of the car. When he saw the arrival of Mother and Anara, the man in his late 30s immediately swiftly opened the door. However, Mother held him back. With a head, Mother gave a signal that they will not go home.

Despite the confusion, the driver complied. He closed the car door again, then he walked around to the other side of the car because it seemed like his boss needed to talk only with his daughter-in-law.

“We wait for Arsenio to return first.” Mother said, while attaching the phone to the ear. In his position, the phone was being used to call Arsenio who was somewhere.

Your call is being diverted, please try a few more moments.

While clucking annoyed, Mother keeps the phone away from the ear. His first phone call was not picked up at all by Arsenio, but he kept trying a few more times afterwards.

But the result is still the same. Arsenio still did not pick up the phone, and the messages you sent only ended with a two-tick gray.

“Where to go, anyway, he? What business is so urgent that he left us gini?” mother's emotions began to rise, but in front of Anara, the woman still tried to slow down her tone. She knew Anara was not used to hearing loud noises, because from childhood her parents always gently educated her. He certainly did not want to make his son-in-law traumatized. Not knowing that during his marriage to Arsenio, his son often spoke in a high tone to Anara.

“Mending Mommy come home, it's late at night. Let An try to contact Arsenio again later.” Anara. Although it still looks prime, but Anara knows in the ages of Mother who now should not be too often exposed to the night wind.

“Can't, An. Mommy should definitely she'll come back.” Mother was clamorous with her stance.

“Bun,” Anara touched her mother-in-law's hand. “We do not know all the business that Arsenio takes care of now, and we also do not know until when it will be finished. If Mother makes you wait for her, pity the body of Mother. So Mommy just what An said, yes, go home.”

Finally because it continues to be persuaded, Mother also collapsed and nodded. “Mother your anterin, you also have to go home.” Her speech.

Anara agreed to be sent home. They finally went home without knowing where Arsenio was and what the man was really doing.

In the car that was traveling at medium speed, Anara still saw Mommy seemed to be sitting quietly next to her. The woman is still trying to call Arsenio and is seen checking again the messages she sent before, whether it has turned into a blue tick or still gray as last time.

“Save aja hapeenya, Bun. Free to see if Arsenio has no time to check.” Persuade Anara.

Again, Anara's speech sounded like the most magical spell on earth, where Mother directly complied and put her phone in her handbag that was on her lap.

About 30 minutes drive, they reached the residence of Arsenio and Anara. When Mommy was about to get out of the car, Anara quickly prevented it.

“Download directly home aja.” Said the woman.

“Neg, An. Mommy wants to keep you until Arsenio comes home. Where maybe Mother lives you alone, let alone this is already night.”

Anara smiled again, “Just because it's late at night, so Mommy should go home soon and rest at home. There is nothing, anyway in front there is a security guard who standby 24 hours, no need to worry.” Anara tried to calm down.

Not that she objected to her mother-in-law's idea of staying over. He just didn't want an impromptu stay agenda to come after that just in case Arsenio didn't come home tonight. Can't do. Later there Mother will know that she and Arsenio are actually sleeping separately. It could have been a waste of their charade last month.

“But, An—“

“Udah, Mommy is back. An standby in the phone deh for news Mother continues until Arsenio returns home.”

“Appointment?”

“Iya, promise.” To confirm the promise, Anara to take out her little finger, which was then welcomed by her mother-in-law.

“Yes, Mother is home. But if you need anything, please do not hesitate to call Mother, okay? Mother does not want you why-why.”

“Iya, Mother dear.”

After that, Anara let Mother's car back to speed away from her residence.

A few minutes after Mother's departure, Anara was still standing in front of the gate. He also tried to call Arsenio again, perhaps the man could have been contacted. But because until the eighth trial there was still no answer as well, and he knew Arsenio would not like it if he was too annoying, Anara gave up. He finally just sent a short message to Arsenio, then entered the house without the intention to really wait for Arsenio to come home.

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A small pub standing in the middle of another elite building becomes the place where Arsenio escapes a dinner event that takes place with his mother and wife.

Right, he's here because of Olin. Because Olin kept sending him senseless messages that inevitably made him run around the ridge to get to the crowded pubs visited and dominated by foreign tourists who did not come from the state where's.

The yellowish chandeliers mounted above their heads became the only lights, illuminating each table filled by at least three to four people. Male, female, sissy. Everyone gathered at the tables to their liking. Some lit cigarettes without hesitation, making the smoke smell musty tobacco spread throughout the room which was not how big but filled by a lot of people.

At one other table, at the far end of the shelves containing a collection of cheap beer on display, four people (consisting of 3 men and 1 woman) were seen playing cards. The bottle of beer and the shotgun that was in the middle of them was a punishment for him who lost. According to Arsenio's hearing is still good (or maybe because their table is not far enough), the choice is only two: drink, or kiss someone sitting on the left.

Unfortunately, a caucasian-faced man prefers to kiss the lips of another oriental-faced man sitting next to him. At that instant, Arsenio felt her stomach nauseous. Like there are thousands of hands working together to stir the contents in his stomach until he can not stand it and it feels like he really wants to vomit. It was inconceivable to her, what would happen to Olin if she did not respond to the woman's desire to come here. Perhaps Olin would also end up joining the same table as those freaks.

“We go home.” Invite him, after watching three titles of cheap beer just downed by Olin without a doubt.

“I still want here.” Olin's Stubborn. The woman waved her hand, asking a waiter to come and give her another beer to replace her empty glass.

With pleasure, the waiter responded. There was no rejection if it meant he could earn more. Because if considered more carefully, the appearance of Olin is much more ‘layak’ when compared to other visitors.

“You're drunk.” Arsenio snatched the newly delivered beer glass, taking it away before Olin's hand could grab it.

“I want to drink until fainting.” Olin said, still trying to reach the beer glass that was hidden by Arsenio at the end of the table.

“Nothing, Olin. We go home now.”

“Fck!” suddenly, Olin cursed, making Arsenio flinch because honestly the first time he saw Olin talking rudely. Do not forget that Olin was born to a rich family that demanded her children to be graceful and not tarnish the family name. Let alone swearing, Arsenio also wondered why Olin could stray into a small pub like this.

“Lin,”

“I think I'm because of you, Gal. Because you don't love me.” After swearing, Olin instead showed a sad look that made Arsenio's chest as if sliced. “You have started to care for Anara, and it makes me sick.”

“Mistake you say? The names Olin and Anara are very different, Gal. There is no way we mispronounced Anara's name if not for you thinking of her again, same fit me!” olin's increasingly raised voice made them quickly the center of attention. Some of the high visitors turned their heads in unison, staring dislike at him and Olin who was considered a destroyer of atmosphere.

“We go home, we talk at home, okay?” persuade Arsenio, with a soft voice as possible.

However, it was still unable to calm the already emotionally ignited Olin. His high condition also makes it more difficult for women to control themselves.

“What are you talking about? About you who have started to fall in love with Anara, yes?!”

“Lin.” Arsenio pressed her voice. No longer having a limit of patience to negotiate, Arsenio finally got up from the chair. Then he forced Olin's body so that they could leave the pub whose air quality was getting worse since there were more people lighting cigarettes.

“Down me!” Olin thrashed, banging on Arsenio's back facing his face, but Arsenio did not care at all. He continued to walk up to a woman standing guard behind the cashier's desk, paid the bill and went with Olin, who was still rebelling.

“Down me, Gala!” punch after punch continued to be aired, but Arsenio still did not pierce it.

With Olin turned over in a sling, Arsenio booked a taxi online. He also did not try to calm Olin down so that the woman stopped struggling. According to him, it would only end up in vain because Olin when drunk could not be controlled at all.

Not until ten minutes of waiting, the online taxi he ordered finally arrived. Quickly he got into the taxi, sat Olin in the right seat while he sat on the left.

“Lease! I don't want to come with you!” instead of getting calmer, Olin even more so-so. The woman even pulled the handle of the door, trying to get out when the car had gone.

Finally, because he did not want the situation to get more chaotic especially to endanger Olin, Arsenio also lifted Olin's body and carried him on his lap. He clenched tightly to the still-contiguous body, with all his might holding back because Olin's horrendous movements had made something piqued down there.

“Please faster, Sir. My girlfriend really likes to rest if you are drunk.” His request to the taxi driver who repeatedly glanced from the rearview mirror in the middle.

The driver just nodded, then deepened the accelerator pedal so that they immediately reached their destination. Horrified also saw a drunken woman who continued to thrash like a possessed person.

“Calm down, Baby. Shouting like that will only make your throat hurt.” Whisper Arsenio one last time, before she finally decides to go dumb for whatever Olin did on her lap. He just needed to make sure that Olin was safe until they arrived at their destination.

Seriate

Olin's behavior to be sampled Arsenio nih 😌