Poison of Love Arsenio
Book At The End of the Night

The digital clock above the nightstand shows at three in the morning, when Binar woke up from wanting to go to the bathroom. Slowly, the young lady raised Arsenio's comfortable hand coiled around her stomach, then got off the bed.

After his wish was fulfilled, Binar went back to bed and intended to go back to sleep. However, the tail of his eyes at that moment caught the bright light emanating from Arsenio's phone. He sat back down and grabbed the flat object.

Since marrying Binar, the tall man never again locked his cell phone screen. He did it so that his wife could check the phone whenever Binar wanted.

Binar's round eyes squinted as the light from the bright phone screen pierced his vision. He checked a message that just came in. The message came from Agatha. “Do you want her to night-night like this?” gerutu Binar slowly.

A message that read German. “Yes, geez,” Binar realized that he would not sleep well before knowing the meaning of the message. Impatiently waiting for morning, Binar woke her husband up that very second.

“Rain, wake! Agatha sent you a message.” Binar shook her husband's body vigorously.

Arsenio, who was sleeping on her side facing his wife, just muttered softly.

“Rain! Agatha sent you a message! What'sthat's it? Come on, read it to me!” Undeterred, Binar shook Arsenio's body much faster. In fact, the husband did not wake up.

Binar opened Arsenio's tightly closed eyelids and blew them away. That man woke up. “What the fuck is this, Honey?” arsenio's protest was disturbed.

“Agatha sent a message to you.” Binar repeated his sentence again with a dislike face.

“Let it alone. I read tomorrow morning,” rejects Arsenio while turning his back to his wife.

“Can't! I'm curious about the contents!” Binar continued to act insistent on waking Arsenio up. The young woman then moved up the body of the husband, then sat on his waist. “Rain!” call again. He also pointed a brightly lit phone near Arsenio's handsome face.

“Yes, Binar." Arsenio whimpered like a wounded animal. With his lazy attitude, he opened his eyes and forced himself to read the row of letters that still looked blurry. Arsenio then rubbed her eyes before again trying to read the contents of the message.

“Agatha just gave information that this weekend I was asked to come to Frankfurt to take pictures,” explained Arsenio. His eyes were half closed as he had to endure the drowsiness.

“What image capture?” insist Binar.

“Picture for advertisement filming, Darling. I'm the advertising star or the brand ambassador. As per the agreement, I had to undergo a photo shoot that happened to be finished, then shoot for the ad scene and promote about the Opera House at specially designated events,” bright Arsenio long width.

“So, you will go to Frankfurt again?” ask Binar.

“Iya, Binar.” Arsenio intended to close her eyes. However, at that time he realized that Binar was sitting with a very challenging position on his stomach. “Hm.” The man's drowsiness evaporated instantly.

With full force, Arsenio moved to the side, so that Binar fell down from above his body. As fast as lightning, he got up and confined the slender body of Binar. His wife was in a recumbent position below. “You've woken up a sleeping tiger, honey,” the grin.

“You can do anything to me, as long as I come to Frankfurt for the weekend,”, Binar said with a flat tone.

“Deal!” Arsenio grinned wider. He doesn't care even if he's going to sleep less. What is important for Arsenio is that the body of makeup lying under her body is now very ready to be enjoyed.

The two lovebirds are so loving that they do not realize that time continues to roll until morning. Arsenio stopped her activity when the alarm went off at exactly five in the morning. “Thank you, dear,” he said while peeping Binar's forehead many times, then down to the bathroom in a state of innocence.

“Good, Mistress.” Arsenio's happy feelings turned into a sense of uneasiness and palpitations, imagining what Lievin's response would be.

In the end, all was missed when Arsenio finished breakfast. He called his father using his new number. At first, the father picked up the phone. However, after hearing Arsenio's voice greeting, the middle-aged man immediately ended the call just like that.

Binar smiled sweetly to encourage her husband. “Try once again,” he said.

Arsenio nodded. He obeyed the words of his wife. Once, twice, up to five times he tried to call Lievin. His real father did not answer the call. He also shook his head weakly at Binar. "Papa is not willing to talk to me" he said, taking a deep breath.

“Send message only, Rain,” cetus Binar.

Arsenio also said. He sent a short message that just read, ‘Hai, how are you, papa?’ If the message is reciprocated, then he intends to contact the father again. Unfortunately, the message was not reciprocated at all. Until the time goes by day, afternoon, until night, let alone be reciprocated. Lievin didn't even read the message at all.

“Maybe it's time I should give up, Binar.” Arsenio looked down lethargicly on the living room sofa which is now a favorite place of both of them.

“Ya, stop, Rain. Hopefully the time that will improve your relationship with him,” said Binar trying to comfort her husband who looks moody. She kissed the entire surface of the face, then ended up on the thin lips of the husband's redness.

“Hopefully someday your heart will open and be able to accept our relationship, Binar. Papa should know about how special you are,” said Arsenio with a soft look.

“There will be time for everything, Rain. He will realize that you are a very valuable and reliable son.” Binar rubbed the chest of Arsenio's field feelingly.

“Maybe ...” Arsenio hesitated to continue her sentence.

“What might?” insist Binar.

“Perhaps the hardness of papa's heart can be broken with the presence of a grandson,” replied Arsenio grimacing while raising eyebrows. His expression looked so cute, making Binar laugh.

“What about your future plans, Rain? You said that you want to be established first,” said Binar reminded.

“Depends on the established standard we mean, Binar. I think, even now we are in an established condition, depending on which priorities we have to forward,” replied Arsenio diplomatically.

“Again, after this project is completed, I will definitely get a promotion to become a project manager,” added Arsenio. “The five-time salary as project manager is enough to pay off our apartment, Darling.”

“Wah!” Beautiful eyes Perfectly rounded twinkle. “I agree whatever your decision, Rain,” he said as he poured into the arms of the husband.

“Thank you, Binarku,” said Arsenio so slowly and deeply. He returned his wife's embrace much more tightly. “Oh yes, prepare yourself this weekend.”

“Prepare for what?” Binar knitted his brows not understanding.

“Didn't you want to come with me to Frankfurt?” sahut Arsenio with a big smile.