Losing Us
Forced Pick Up

The live location that Anara shared brought Arsenio to a five-star hotel not far from their residence. The lobby looks quiet because he came also not in the hours of ordinary people checking in.

“What number room?” arsenio asked Anara who came back she called shortly after she arrived.

“316.”

“Oke.” Not willing to waste any time, Arsenio immediately moved towards the elevator. Goddess Fortuna may be being kind, because when she arrived at the door of the elevator, the elevator was open. He immediately entered and pressed the number 3 button to get to the floor where Anara's room was located.

“Lo has lunch?” he asked again, the phone was not broken yet. Just in case that Anara is so difficult to contact again, while she does not hold the access key which means she can not enter Anara's room just like that. He was lazy to bang, lazy to squeeze the bell, or whatever it was when he arrived in front of the woman's room later.

“Not yet. I haven't even had breakfast.”

Hearing Anara's confession, Arsenio clucked bitterly. “Why not? Don't have any money?” he continued, ignoring the judgmental gaze given by the two hooded mothers who were in the same elevator as him.

“Not have, you never wakinin me.”

“Same debit card credit card that I gave to lo what is the name if not a living?” arsenio's tone of voice rose slightly. Fortunately, not long after, the elevator door opened on the floor he was on so he could immediately separate himself from the two mothers who had already nicknamed him all-out. “Don't like acting like I'm a bad husband and take no responsibility, deh.”

“Loh, when are you good and responsible?”

Anara's reply made Arsenio's footsteps practically standstill. Upset, she tried to catch her breath and regularly to hold back her emotions. He had to remember, his goal here was to deliver the inhaler while making sure Anara was okay. There should be no fighting, unless he wants his head to break even more.

Feeling a bit calm, then Arsenio again continued her steps. Still with the phone connected, but no conversation occurred. Until then he arrived in front of the unit room that Anara occupied.

“Gue already in front of your room door, bukain.” Her request.

Across the phone, Anara did not answer. But soon, the door of the room opened and the woman appeared before him in a nightgown with a light blue bear.

“Side, I want to enter.” Arsenio put Anara's body aside, then she immediately barged in without even waiting for the room owner to welcome her.

Anara could only cluck softly, then followed Arsenio's steps after closing the room door again.

“What are you doing here? Less work.” Ask Anara. He stopped near the bathroom door, crossed his side while looking at Arsenio who was already sitting on the sofa.

“Lo who did. Have a house, but even the pretentious go to the hotel for a staycation. Waste of money.” Arsenio nagged back. His fierce roar came back again when the man finally turned his head towards Anara.

“Money is also my money, why are you excited?”

“It's precisely because it's money lo, that's why I'm excited.” Arsenio interrupted. “If you want to foya-foya, use the money on the same debit card credit card that I love, do not use your own money.”

“Like me, lah, why do you chat?”

“Gue your husband if you forget.”

Anara let out a breath of air. Always like this. If they were arguing and if Arsenio had no valid arguments to defeat her, the man would indeed use their marital status as the main weapon. If not arguing? Boro-boro wants to recognize her as her husband, who there is a man who looks very antipathy towards her.

“Beresin your goods, we go home. Later on the road we find a meal.” Arsenio.

Of course, Anara did not want to just obey. The woman immediately showed rejection by shaking her head strongly.

Once again, Anara has paid the rent for three days, and the price is quite expensive because this is a five-star hotel whose service is not canned. It's crazy that he has to be out before his rent runs out. Oh, he's not even a billionaire who can waste money at will.

“I'm not careless!” elak Anara's. “It seems, it's not as careless as first.” Continue, but in a very slow voice.

“Not careless from Hongkong?” Arsenio took out the inhaler from her pants pocket, placed it on the table in a sewot motion. “Anything as important as this is not to take it. Like it still wants to snack and say that you are not careless anymore?”

Opposed, Anara could only stare at her inhaler with a nelangsa. It's all because of Olin. Because the woman was acting annoying, so she forgot to bring the most important inhaler.

“No protest, the hunt is finished before my patience runs out and I drag you home by force.” Arsenio's word, absolute no debt.

Imagining himself having to be dragged along the corridor to the hotel lobby makes him creep up the bodies. The problem is that he knows that Arsenio is crazy bin reckless. It was not impossible that the man would actually drag her if she did not comply.

Finally, forcedly, Anara tidied up her things. Not much, just the skincare set he had taken out from inside the pouch only. The rest, still neatly arranged in a tote bag that he did not dismantle.

“Udah,” report while frowning.

Arsenio who had not let go of her eyes and always followed every move Anara nodded in satisfaction and then got up from the sofa. “Siniin her bag.” His hand as he extended his hand.

“I can bring myself.” Reject Anara.

“Gue wants us to go fast. If you are desperate to bring the bag, your way will be slow.” Forcing, Arsenio snatched the bag from Anara's hand. Not too heavy, it turns out. “Check again, surein no one missed.” Later decrees.

“Udah no.” Anara answered directly.

“Yakin?”

“Iya.”

“Oke, let's go.” Invite Arsenio, not forgetting he was sambar again inhaler belonging to Anara who he left on the table.

They came out of the room with Arsenio walking in the lead. The hallway is traced, the elevator is climbed until then they reach the lobby.

“Sana, check out.” Get Arsenio.

Among the according. He walked over to the receptionist and did the check out process. While Arsenio waited in front, near the body of his car.

Not long after, Anara ran over. His face was still pouting. Oh, obviously, he just let his money get scorched for nothing.

“Not to frown, later I change the money lo make pay room.” Arsenio said, then the man opened the car door. “Current in, hot.”

Anara could only obey. He got into the car, sat in the passenger seat while waiting for Arsenio to inhabit the steering wheel.

“What do you eat?” arsenio asked after putting a seatbelt on her body.

“I'm not hungry, we go home.” Answer Anara. Boro-boro is hungry, she has absolutely no taste in putting anything in her mouth right now. Even though Arsenio had promised to replace her money, she still could not stop feeling annoyed.

Arsenio gave a loud snort, but at the end he continued to drive the car towards the road home. At least he returned this woman first, eating problems can they order delivery later.

Seriate