Poison of Love Arsenio
First Trip

The sound of the sound of music stomping, mingling with the frenzied visitors who are busy enjoying their long night. At one of the capital's top nightclubs, Arsenio Wilhelm Rainier sat quietly with his right foot on his left thigh. In his right hand, he was clutched in a small glass and contained a drink that he occasionally sipped. Meanwhile, nearby there are three close friends who are engrossed in making out with the women of the night they have booked before.

Every now and then, Arsenio turned her head towards them. The twenty-seven-year-old single, could only plunge a deep breath. The reason, Winona the lover, refused to accompany her to go to the place that night. Winona's reason was none other than that she felt tired after spending nearly five hours in the meeting room. The modern girl who is always busy with her career, chose to sleep early. Meanwhile, Arsenio is not interested in spending the night with a call woman.

“I go home first,” said the man with a posture of 185 cm. The size of the height is fairly towering for the citizens of Indonesia. However, it was indeed suitable for him who was an Indonesian-Dutch descendant.

“Hey, why rush? I don't think it's morning yet,” prevent one of my friends, who temporarily stop the messaranya scene with women who wear very minimal clothes.

“You just continue. Anyway, tomorrow I have to go to Bali on business. I can't sleep less,” said Arsenio looking for an excuse. Without much further ado, he strode out of the building filled with party-goers into the parking lot.

"Arsen!" call someone when they're pressing the car's auto key.

Arsenio immediately looked over. A smile appeared on the corner of his lips, when welcoming the presence of a beautiful girl in tight and skimpy clothes. “Indigenous?”

"Kok, are you going home yet? We haven't had any fun yet" the girl bit her lower lip while looking at Arsenio with a seductive look.

"Other times," Arsenio refused without exaggerated expression.

"Don't worry. I won't say anything to Wini about us," boldly, Beautiful approached and slobbed spoiled on Arsenio's arm. Wini is Arsenio's affectionate call to the lover she has betrayed.

“Indeed it should be,” replied the man while staring fixedly sweet face Beautiful. Without warning, he kissed Beautiful lips for a while. "Tomorrow I must go to Bali early in the morning. So, next time we'll play around." Arsenio blinked one eye to Indah before entering the car. A moment later, the man also advanced his white Range Rovers leaving the parking area.

While Indah remained standing in place while staring at Arsenio's vehicle until it disappeared from sight. The girl then grabbed the phone from inside the bag and started contacting someone. "Hello. That bastard is gone. Prepare your plans carefully. I can assure you, he arrived in Gianyar before lunch" he told someone across the street.

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The alarm goes off loud, when it's at number six. Lazily, Arsenio opened her eyes, then got up. Before getting out of bed, he took the time to check the phone that was placed carelessly on the mattress. There are several incoming messages, one of which comes from Winona. Arsenio did not reply to the message. However, the Dutch man immediately contacted the beautiful girl who had been dating for almost three years. “Honey,” greet the man when his call starts connecting.

“Good morning, dear. You just woke up, huh?” winona's voice came from across. At that time, the girl was exercising. “Are you going to Bali?” tanyanya.

“Yes, I'll leave at nine,” replied Arsenio while yawning long.

“What time do you come home from the club?” ask Winona again.

“Ya, already. You better get up and get ready. Do not miss the plane. I also today will go to Bandung to meet investors there,” said Winona. The girl was always busy with her activities. Not infrequently he ignored Arsenio if he was hit by a workaholic. This makes Arsenio sometimes feel uncomfortable. However, their relationship that has been established for a long time and involves two large families, making Arsenio and Winona must always be bound.

“Alright, take good care of yourself. Did you go to the driver?” ask Arsenio. However, he still worried about his girlfriend.

“Yes. I'll go get the driver. I am lazy to drive myself. My emotions are unstable,” replied Winona while chuckling softly.

“What are you coming for months?” ask Arsenio. The man held a small smile at the corner of his lips.

“Yes, that's it. Don't forget to call me when you get there. One more thing, I would be very angry if you were to behave mischievously while in Bali. Remember to always keep honesty in our relationship,” messages Winona with half threatening.

“Alright, if I remember,” said Arsenio lightly.

“Arsen!” winona's tone suddenly shot up.

“I'll call you back. Bye,” close Arsenio just like that. He knew that Winona would definitely not accept his words earlier. Arsenio was sure that soon the girl would call back. What Arsenio had in mind was true. Many times the ringtone shrill shrill loudly. But Arsenio did not care. He decided to take a shower and put on clothes. After that, in a hurry he left for the airport. He ignored a dozen missed calls. Arsenio turned off her phone while she was still in the business-class lounge.

At that time, Arsenio Wilhelm Rainier who always behaved as she wanted, never thought that these habits would hurt the people around him. Never also crossed the mind of Arsenio, if someday he will get a reply from every heart that has been hurt. Arsenio was so confident in what she had, and had gained in her life.

About an hour more trip he had taken, until finally Arsenio arrived at I Gusti Ngurah Rai Airport, Bali. There, waiting for a pickup car, the twenty-seven-year-old single will take him to his villa. A typical Balinese artistic style building, located in the Gianyar region.

"Sir Arsenio, please," a middle-aged man, bowing respectfully, then opened the car door for him. "Go to the villa, sir?" tanyanya friendly.

"Yes," answered Arsenio briefly, then positioned herself as comfortably as possible in the passenger seat. After the car drove away from the airport, he started busy turning on his phone and replying to incoming messages. Accidentally a call and dozens of messages from Winona he just passed by.

Arsenio chose to rest her eyes again, even though she had slept well last night. I don't know how long he slept. One thing is certain, Arsenio woke up when she sensed that the vehicle she was riding in was at a stop position. "Have you arrived?" he was astonished while gathering awareness. However, instead of answering, the driver who was still behind the wheel instead moved quickly and injected something into his thigh.

"Hey!" arsenio exclaimed trying to pull out the syringe, as she felt her balance begin to falter. With great difficulty, Arsenio tried to get out of the car. His right leg had already begun to numb, while his gaze twisted and blurred.

Arsenio's one left foot was already tracing the ground, when she realized that there were several figures of men standing in front of her. "What do you want? Move aside! Before I call the police!" his jolt. Arsenio strode over, trying to attack the man in front of her, but he fell to his knees as a result of losing balance.

In the position of falling face down that, some of the men had beaten him all out. Faintly Arsenio saw one of the men carrying a large wooden stick. He hit Arsenio on the head until the surroundings darkened instantly.