Poison of Love Arsenio
Berlin, I'm Back

“Who is he?” Arsenio raised one eyebrow while observing the man who had almost the same height as her.

“I don't know! Do not know,” sahut Binar immediately. She hid behind the body of her husband.

But the stranger also spoke. “I’m Lucas Wilder,” he said as he reached out to Arsenio. “Is she your wife?” tanyanya.

“Yes, is there a problem?” Arsenio asked back.

“Oh, no. I think your wife got lost here. As you know, this is a special bar for the executive class,” Lucas replied.

“Hm, so so. Forgive my wife's ignorance. He was just the first time boarding an international destination plane,” explained Arsenio while returning Lucas' handshake that had been outstretched since.

“No problem. There is always a first time for everything,” reply Lucas blinked one eye while glancing towards Binar. He then went back into the bar.

Of course, such a small thing cannot be separated from the observation of an Arsenio. Immediately, he turned to Binar while looking at his wife fixedly. “So this is how you reply to me?”

“Reply what? I don't understand what you mean,” elak Binar. She chose not to care about the words of her husband. Bar walked back to his seat.

“I can see how he looks at you. What the fuck? The man saw you with seductive eyes, Binar,”, Arsenio said, plopping down on the chair, just after Binar sat down comfortably. The look on his face that looked calm now turned irritated. Arsenio, who had never been bothered when she saw another man, now began to feel disturbed. Is this what it feels like to be jealous? A feeling he had never experienced in any woman other than towards Binar. Before the beautiful woman became her lover, Arsenio was jealous. Especially now that the status of Binar has become a wife even though it has not been legalized by state law.

“It's none of my business, Rain. Should I forbid him to look at me? He just looked, didn't touch let alone to do that. One thing that matters is, I'm not flirtatious to every guy I meet,” replied Binar half insinuating.

“Gosh." Arsenio ruffled her brown hair that was still neatly combed. He feels so ridiculous.

“Have not disturbed again, I want to sleep,” Binar tilted his body so that it faced the window.

“Wow, you challenge me, yes?” Arsenio brought her face closer to her, then whispered right in Binar's ear. Likewise with hands that move actively around the chest of the beautiful woman.

“Rain, stop! People will see us,” reject Binar while trying to pull Arsenio's naughty hands off her chest.

“I've told you that no one will care here.” Arsenio could not take it anymore. He then stood up and forcefully pulled the slim body of Binar.

“Rain!” yelling Binar with a stifled voice. His eyes also glared as a sign of protest against the husband who likes to do as he pleases. But Arsenio did not care. He even laughed crisply as he continued to pull Binar's hand.

In the end, the young lady could only relent. He will not be able to resist the power of the husband. After all, the more he refused, then only a useless commotion would be heard by the other passengers. Binar followed where the man took him.

***

After two transits and thirty hours of grueling travel, the newlywed plane arrived at Berlin's Otto Lilienthal airport. There was no warm and festive welcome like the other passengers got. Yes, after all who will do that to Arsenio and also Binar, because Fabien was busy with the preparation of the European tour concert that will be held soon.

Haru, proud, and in disbelief. That was the feeling that Binar experienced when he first set foot in the country. Germany, it never crossed his mind that he was going there. "Is this Germany?" the young woman half muttered, as they had exited the airport.

"Yes, Sweetheart. That's Germany. Here we will start everything. Life and the future between you and me." Arsenio smiled warmly. He turned his gaze forward, then looked up at the sky that overshadowed the city of Berlin. "Berlin, I'm back" whispered Arsenio as she closed her eyes.

The handsome man had spent some time in the city of Berlin, before he decided to settle in Indonesia. Arsenio's choice was not wrong. Indonesia has given her a love story with a million stories.

"Come on. We must not waste time here," invited the owner of the brown hair as he grabbed the fingers of the wife who was still fixated on disbelief.

The binar that was still silent with his expression that felt so adorable to Arsenio, immediately came to a realization. He looked up, then smiled softly. "Where are we going?" tanyakanya.

"I've contacted Fabien. For a while we will hitchhike in his apartment until we get a suitable place to live" explained Arsenio after they were in a taxi.

"Are our existences not going to disturb your sister?" binar asked worried about Arsenio's decision earlier.

"Not to worry, my dear. Fabien will soon be holding a European tour. The activity will last long enough. I think he should be grateful because he does not need to pay for the services of people to just keep and clean his apartment" said Arsenio. Every now and then, he looked out the window.

Binar followed what her husband did. He looked out the window at the street scene in the German capital. "The road here is beautiful, yes" said Binar while clucking with admiration. Her amazement grew, as the young woman saw skyscrapers with typical European architecture.

"This is how the atmosphere of the streets in European countries, dear. One day, if our financial condition has improved .. I promise to take you around Europe. Just choose which country you want to visit first," said Arsen made Binar immediately turn his attention to him. The young woman stared back at Arsenio with a full day.

"That would all be a motivation for me to fight even harder. There's a lot I want to offer you." Arsenio smiled calmly, then stroked the wife's cheek affectionately.

"We're gonna fight together, Rain. You and me. Both of us," replied Binar with teary eyes.

"Ah, no. From now on, I don't want to see you cry. You should always smile. Du bist die schonste Liebe in meinem Leben (You are the most beautiful love of my life). I love you." Coinciding with that, the taxi they were riding stopped in front of a neatly lined building. They all looked tall and dashing, even though it only consisted of a few floors.

The taxi stopped right near the sidewalk, which was decorated with quite shady trees. While along the road lined up neatly to the back, the sedan car was deliberately parked. Arsenio pointed at the orange building. "It was the apartment that Fabien lived in" he said along with the younger brother who came to greet them.