Poison of Love Arsenio
The Bad Binar

The timer on the phone already shows at nine o'clock in the evening. However, the figure of the beloved husband is still not visible. I don't know how many times Binar paced in front of the apartment building.

After getting tired of sitting on a long bench, the girl stood up and walked towards the highway. Not long after, he sat back on the bench. It continued until Binar felt tired. Anxiety was increasingly visible from her beautiful face.

Dozens of calls she made to the husband's phone number. But none of them were answered. “Where are you going, Rain?” mumbled wailing. Just then, Binar suddenly felt so sad. Her tears were dripping without being held back.

“Yes for mercy.” Binar shook his head softly while laughing at himself. He doesn't usually experience such overly sensitive feelings at the time.

At the moment the feeling of excitement was getting whackier, his phone sounded ringing. Immediately, Binar answered the call he thought came from the husband. However, it turns out that Binar was wrong. Shelby's the one who contacted him. In a doldrums, Binar answered the call. “Yes, Shelby?” greet the young woman.

“Are you still downstairs? Has your husband not picked you up?” ask a new friend of Binar who seems to feel anxious.

“Maybe he's still on his way,” said Binar trying to entertain himself.

“You can stay here if you want. I'll be happy to share the bed,” the girl's joke.

“Thank you for the offer, Shelby. I'm sure my husband will be here any minute,” refuse the fine Binar.

“Good. However, if until night he does not come, then I suggest that you stay at my place,” Shelby said.

“You are so attentive. I'm really moved.” The tears of Binar dripping again finished saying so. He was confused by how he felt at the time. It was so easy to cry or be touched by something.

After ending his call with Shelby, Binar tries to call Arsenio once again. However, the husband did not answer, because at that time he kept the phone in a pants pocket placed in a special dressing room.

Luckily, the last photo shoot was over. Arsenio immediately changed clothes and checked her mobile phone. There are dozens of calls all coming from Binar. “Jeez, my dear,” muttered Arsenio full of regrets.

In a hurry he came out of the changing room, then down the stairs to the first floor. Apparently, Agatha was also still there while chatting with the gemulai man who had taken his photos.

“Arsen, are you going straight home?” ask Agatha in pleasantries.

“Clearly! The bar has been waiting for me for hours. Yes, God, may my wife be okay.” Arsenio's expression looked so worried and careless.

“Let me drive you,” Agatha said.

“Already, Agie. No need to do something like that. I can order a taxi,” reject Arsenio.

“You still have to wait a few minutes until the taxi arrives. While I can deliver you right now at high speed,” Agatha persuaded.

After thinking for a while, Arsenio finally nodded. “Good. Please take me to this address.” He showed me the address that Binar had sent through the message.

“Oh, okay. Not too far from here.” Agatha nodded, then said goodbye to the photographer. The woman immediately took Arsenio into her luxury vehicle.

As he said, Agatha was driving at high speed. In less than half an hour, they had arrived at the intended address.

Arsenio grew increasingly panicked as Agatha's car pulled up on the side of the road leading straight into the apartment building. From where he sat, he could see Binar who was sitting bowing while holding his own body.

“Binar.” Arsenio opened the door of Agatha's car and rushed down to the wife. He looked over and thanked Agatha.

“Can I meet your wife?”

However, the cry of the beautiful woman was completely ignored by Arsenio. He was too focused on the Binar that looked so pitiful.

“Honey!” arsenio exclaimed a few steps ahead of Binar, making the beautiful young woman look up, revealing her cheeks that had been soaked by tears.

“Rain. I thought you forgot to pick up,” Binar got up from sitting down and immediately burst into Arsenio's arms.

“Which I may have forgotten. I'm sorry, honey. Agatha forced me to take a photo shoot. I sent you a message. However, I did not expect it to last long,” explained Arsenio regretfully.

Arsenio turned her head, then snorted softly. “Why is he still there?” muttered.

“Oh, so you were ushered by him?” The cheeks that were still not so dry from the tears were wet again.

“Binar, I'm really sorry. I was just looking for the fastest way to get here,” replied Arsenio with a pleading spotlight.

“Tersubscribe.” Binar lowered his head, then walked away leaving the confused Arsenio.

“Binar, where are you going?” asked Arsenio while following the steps of the wife.

“Certainly go home! Where are you going?” answer Binar ketus.

“What do you know the way?” ask Arsenio again.

“I can check via GPS.” Binar continued to walk until he passed Agatha's vehicle which was still parked on the side of the road.

“Absolutely you can read the writing in German?” Arsenio was not desperate. He kept following his wife.

“I can drive you home,” bargain Agatha in English while getting out of the vehicle. Hearing that, Binar and Arsenio turned to the beautiful woman simultaneously. They even showed the exact same facial expression, which was glaring.

“Better I walk,” said Binar in Indonesian which of course not understood by Agatha.

“Go home, Agie! I can handle it from here!” arsenio firmly with a sharp gaze that seemed to not want rejection.

“Good.” Agatha raised both her hands in surrender. He turned back to the wheel. “You are absolutely amazing, Arsen. I have humiliated and demeaned myself to be willing to be a driver,” grunggutu slowly before turning on the car and speeding away leaving a married couple who are still chasing on the sidewalk.

“Binar, wait! Not the way there. Come on, honey,” persuade Arsenio. He was easily able to catch up with his wife who had now stopped suddenly.

Arsenio grabbed that slender body, then turned it over. “Do not silence me, Binar. I'm not strong,” the door.

“You are indeed evil!” Binar smacked his hand into the chest of Arsenio's field.

“I'm sorry, darling,” regret the Dutch man. “I completely forgot the time. I'm really sorry.” Although Binar tried to refuse, but Arsenio still hugged the beautiful body of the wife.

“We're home, yes. Too cold outside,” take it gently. After Binar nodded his head, then Arsenio broke the embrace and then took his wife friendly.

“While remembering the way, yes,” said Arsenio full of patience. He pointed the way from Shelby's apartment, arriving at Fabien's luxury apartment nearly an hour later.

“Not difficult, ‘kan? You just have to walk straight until you meet two crossroads, then turn left. If it is too difficult, you can order a taxi. That's the safest way,” Arsenio's advice.

“So, tomorrow you intend not to pick me up home?” exchange Binar while pressing the automatic door lock code. He stepped inside the apartment and threw his new bag.

“It's not so, dear. I'm asking you to remember just in case.” Arsenio caught up with the wife, then grabbed her from behind.

Binar who is still sulking, lost concentration due to inhaling perfume mixed with sweat from the body of the husband. The young woman gulped, then turned to face Arsenio. Caught the beautiful face and observed stickly. “My handsome husband,” he said softly, while gently tasting Arsenio's lips.

“Don't do it, Honey. You made me want ... want ...” Arsenio's words seemed to be stuck in the throat when the twiggy fingers of Binar moved mischievously and rubbed the most sensitive part of his body. Binar even pulled down the zipper of Arsenio's pants while smiling mischievously.

“What's not wrong?” he murmured with disbelief. This was a historic moment that he would never forget in his entire life. Especially when Binar pushed him slowly towards the living room sofa, then forced Arsenio to lie on her back there. Not only that, Binar directly climbed on Arsenio's body while removing the buttons of his shirt one by one.

“Honey, you're fine, ‘right? You're not in a trance, ‘kan?” ask the astonished Arsenio.

“Sst, don't be noisy. I'm looking over,” replied Binar. He attached his pointy finger to the surface of the lip before stripping his own clothes away with nothing left over.