Poison of Love Arsenio
Arsenio's Dream

Lazily, Fabien drove his favorite German manufacturer's luxury SUV, heading to an apartment area that would become Arsenio and Binar's new residence. “Good too,” flatter Fabien when he turns the steering wheel into the parking area. “You can be free to do anything without fear of being caught by others. As I experienced yesterday,” chirp. The brother-in-law of Binar was reminded again of the hot scene that was being done by the couple in his favorite kitchen.

“Do you already have a girlfriend, Fabien?” binar asked to distract the young man.

“I'm not interested in dating or in any relationship. I want to focus on my music career,” replied Fabien diplomatically.

“Then, how do you satisfy yourself?" arsenio asked idly, making Fabien glare sharply at the older brother sitting right beside her.

“Don't tell me that you like to hire girls tonight,” continued Arsenio again.

“I'm not like you, Arsen! I'm not a maniac!” fabien answered, turning off the engine, then pressing a button to open the garage door.

“You're a normal guy, ‘kan?” cecar Arsenio's.

“Of course!” Fabien half yelled at his brother “Good God, quickly take your husband away, Binar. I can't take it anymore,” grunts. He then turned his head towards Binar while putting on a clear look.

While Binar even giggled amusedly watching the quarrel of sister and sister earlier. It reminded him of Vishnu and also of Praya. I don't know what his two sisters are doing right now. The binar is so missed. The last time he contacted his sister and stepmother was shortly before leaving for Frankfurt.

“Bring your own things!” Fabien still looks upset. He took down Arsenio's belongings and put them on the parking floor.

“You really don't have a heart, Fabien. How can you tell Binar to lift this much and this heavy stuff. What kind of man are you." Arsenio patted his sister on the head, as if Fabien was a snotty boy who had yet to understand anything.

“Jeez, you .. I didn't tell your wife, Fool! I told you!” fabien's jolt was upset.

“Where might I bring this heavy stuff all the way to the fifth floor, that's right. As a sister you should have been following me, or I told papa that you've been holding and defending me silently all this time.” Again, Arsenio made her threat.

“Yes, geez,” murmured Binar slowly. If he had to wait until the two men had finished arguing, it was certain that until tomorrow morning they would still be in the parking lot.

Quietly, Binar opened Arsenio's sling bag, where her husband kept the keys to the new apartment. The young lady picked it up, then rushed into the lobby. There he met Helen who was still in the office, then asked the woman to help find the building guard and elevator.

Not long after, Binar returned to the parking lot while carrying several men in uniform. He gave directions to them using English which he occasionally mixed with sign language.

Fortunately, the building security guards understood and began to help bring the Binar items one by one to the fifth floor. Arsenio and Fabien were just dumbstruck. As soon as they came to their senses, they immediately followed Binar to the fifth floor.

Both Arsenio and Binar were stunned when they arrived at the door of the intended apartment. “Open,” Tell Fabien.

Binar. He opened the door wide using a manual lock. Looks like a room that is quite spacious minimalist style with complete furniture.

“This is your stuff, Madam,” said one of the building guards in German.

Arsenio responded in German as well.

“Danke,” reply Arsenio while putting some big backpacks in. “Finally we have our own house,” he told his wife. Binar nodded full haru. Little by little, their lives began to improve.

“The sofa is also large and soft.” Fabien threw himself onto the sofa, then grabbed the television remote located on the table. He pressed the remote buttons, but the flat-screened television in front of him did not turn on.

“It looks like it's remote for curtains and heating and air conditioning,” point Arsenio towards the curtains of the apartment window that opens and closes by itself. Similarly, the lid of the heating machine that is above the fireplace, as well as the AC attached to the upper wall.

“Jeez, you're right, Broer. I took the wrong remote.” Fabien put down the black flat object earlier, then took another remote that lay not too far from his seat.

“Wah, this television channel is equipped with national channels.” Fabien's brown eyes are perfectly rounded, just like a child getting a new toy.

“Yes, just like you.” Arsenio clucked slowly. He chose to organize things with Binar rather than continue to respond to his sister.

In the room, Binar again amazed and looked so happy. How not, the entire furniture inside the place is completely complete. The husband and wife only need to arrange clothes and other small items.

“So, this is our new home, Rain,” hiss Binar with vibrating sound.

“But not fully our home until the installment paid off,” joked Arsenio who was immediately greeted by the crisp laughter of the wife.

“Hopefully your career is uphill, dear,” said Binar as he approached the husband, then hugged him tightly.

“I want to set up my own company, Honey. Fully with capital and effort from myself,” said Arsenio. His eyes glared out the large room window made of thick glass.

“I will always support you, Rain.” Pinar tiptoed, then gently kissed her husband's lips.

“Thank you, Darling. I hope you understand if I'm going to be home late a lot, or I'm going to be out of town all of a sudden. Always instill in your heart, that everything I do is for your sake,” said Arsenio.

Binar nodded confidently. However, before long, the look in his eyes implied something.

“Why else?” Arsenio laughed amusedly. He could already guess if his wife must be thinking about something.

“If you can, every out of the house do not be too neat. If necessary, cover your face with a mask, ” advice Binar that makes Arsenio laugh instantly explode.

“Why is that, Honey?” Arsenio smelled his smile.

“So no one glances, let alone fall in love with you,” replied Binar while scowling spoiled.

“Jeez, Binarku.” Arsenio cupped his wife's pretty face, then kissed the ripe lips without pause until the lips of Binar felt numb.

“I can't forbid anyone not to look at me. However, I can guarantee one hundred percent, that I will not see much less pay attention to anyone other than my cute wife,”, Arsenio said shortly after releasing her kiss. He also poked the tip of Binar's nose with anxiety.

“So ... starting tonight, we will sleep here?” tanya Binar hesitated. He still could not believe that he and Arsenio had their own place to live.

“Ya, Baby. We will stay here until I can buy you a penthouse or a mansion,” replied Arsenio as she stared at meu to his wife.