Poison of Love Arsenio
Sorry for Papa

Binar began his morning by opening the window of Arsenio's room wide. The beautiful scenery outside was clearly visible from where he stood. A large swimming pool is equipped with ornamental plants around it. Plus an artificial trench built around a luxury building that is for what use, also beautify the magnificent house.

“Come, Darling. We must get ready immediately and visit papa in the hospital,” Arsenio. The smell of soap emanated from the handsome man's body as Binar turned around.

Skin that feels smooth and moist with the winding of a white towel at the waist, further adding to the beauty of the figure in front of Binar at that time.

“Yes, geez, Rain,” Binar hugged the spoiled Arsenio while deeply inhaling the fragrance of her husband's body. “I will be ready in a moment, but let me hold you for a moment,” he said softly.

“Why again? Are you thinking of something?” terka Arsenio's.

The sparkle that stuck its head on the husband's chest just shook its head, then nodded. “Tiba-sudden ..” The young woman did not continue her words.

“Tiba-arrived?” rework Arsenio.

“Suddenly I thought that your papa was sick because he thought of our unapproved marriage,” replied Binar doubtfully.

“Yes, geez, Darling. Why is your thinking always weird like this?” Arsenio chuckled listening to Binar's unreasonable reason.

“What if it turns out that your papa could be cured if you parted with me? What are you going to do, Rain?”ask Binar again.

“Sayang, please. I won't answer because I don't want to. One thing you should know is that I cannot and cannot lose you. Your question doesn't make any sense anyway. Where maybe papa is sick because of you,” Arsenio grumbled slowly while breaking her embrace.

“Come, quick shower! After that we had breakfast, then went to the hospital,” Arsenio hit the hip of Binar with anxiety, then broke open.

“Rain!” Binar glared sharply, although in the end he complied to immediately get ready for the bathroom.

Before long, Binar finished cleaning himself. He changed the clothes that Arsenio had prepared before. Her husband has a good sense of dress. He often chose the dress that his wife would wear.

With a look of adoration, Arsenio reached out to Binar who had finished tidying up. Her beautiful face is getting brighter with thin makeup polish and soft-colored lipstick.

The husband and wife then stepped out of the room and down the stairs after the stairs until they reached the first floor. “It can be bad if you have to leave me alone in this house, Rain,” chirped Binar.

“Why?” Arsenio frowned.

“Can-can I get lost, because this house is much bigger than your house in Jakarta,” explained Binar innocently.

Arsenio laughed as she ruffled his wife's hair. “There-is alone,” says.

“Rain! Nay! My hair has been combed neatly,” Binar frowned when Arsenio's hand had managed to damage the neat and beautiful long hair.

“Goede morgen (good morning), Young Master and Lady,” greet Betje who stopped the two lovebirds' serious quarrels. “Breakfast is ready,” with body language and style full of manners, the middle-aged woman drove Arsenio and Binar to the dining room.

Binar was unceasingly amazed to see the luxurious furniture that filled the spacious room in front of him. “Eating space this big, anyone who eats here?” ask Binar slowly.

“For this morning, just you and me. Usually, papa always invites his colleagues to come here and eat together,” explained Arsenio. While Binar only the mangosteen listened.

After finishing breakfast, Arsenio and Binar rushed to leave the magnificent building. Arsenio chose to book a taxi instead of using one of Lievin's vehicle collections.

“You're like the king's descendant, Rain. I have never seen a house as good and beautiful as it was,” Binar unceasingly amazed.

“Customs, Honey. Someday I will also wake a house that is no less luxurious than the house of my parents. I dedicate the house to you,” said Arsenio while opening the taxi door for his wife.

Binar laughed at her husband's words. A few moments later, he was silent. “How long does it take to get to the hospital, Rain?” ask Binar was-was.

“Kira ten minutes more. Wh why? You're getting scared, huh?” goda Arsenio while raising her eyebrows.

“Iya, I was afraid,” Binar looked down while squeezing the tip of his skirt tightly.

“Take it easy, Honey. There was Mama and Fabien there. After all, if you were expelled, I would definitely accompany you,” Arsenio timpal with a meaningful gaze.

“Hopefully not. I'd love to be accepted into your family, Rain. It feels like a burden that is so heavy for me, because it has destroyed the relationship of father and son,” said Binar lirih.

“You didn't destroy anyone's relationship, honey. Believe me,” Arsenio grasped tightly the fingers of Binar, then kissed him. Inwardly, Arsenio was also nervous and agitated. However, he tried not to show it in front of Binar.

Moreover, they had already arrived at the hospital where Lievin was treated. Arsenio's heart was pounding ever more. The glance of Binar who is also no less tense. He could feel the palms of his wife being soaked in sweat.

“Come,” Arsenio pulled Binar's hand slowly and took him inside the elevator.

“Where is papa's room?” ask Binar was-was.

“Hm,” Binar took a deep breath when the elevator door opened right on the fourth floor. His feet seemed to be weak without power, so they could only follow the steps of Arsenio who did not for a second release the grip of his hand.

Binar's heart exploded as she and her husband had reached the front of Lievin's treatment room. In the VIP room, a nurse was always on standby near the entrance and greeted them kindly. “Master Lievin just got some rest,” he said politely in Dutch.

“I am his son. My wife and I were going to visit him,”, Arsenio was no less polite.

“Who, miss Anneke?” there was a soft voice of someone from inside the room. Before long, the owner of the voice came out from behind the door of the treatment room. “Arsen? Binar?” the woman who was none other than the Anggraini immediately rushed towards her eldest son and hugged Arsenio tightly. After that, he moved to Binar.

“They're my son and daughter-in-law, Miss Anneke. Let them enter,” pinta Anggraini after unraveling her embrace from Binar.

“Sure, Mistress. Go ahead,” Anneke opens the door wide, then closes it when Arsenio and Binar have gone inside.

“How is papa's condition, Ma?” arsenio asked quietly as she walked over to the bed. His real father seemed to be soundly asleep.

Binar himself hesitated to come closer, so he decided to stand by the door.

Anggraini who immediately realized the awkward attitude of Binar, hurriedly took his daughter-in-law. “It's okay, Son. Come here,” take him with you while smiling gently.

Inevitably Binar came forward and stood beside Arsenio. He followed Lievin's peaceful face that was falling asleep.

“Today your papa condition has started to stabilize, after previously had been unconscious,” said Anggraini.

“What caused papa to go unconscious, Ma?” asked Arsenio again with a look of astonishment.

“Depression and slight nerve blockage in the head,” Anggraini replied lethargicly.

“Gosh,” sahut Binar lirih.

“The condition of your papamu company in Indonesia is not okay,” explained Anggraini carefully.

“What happened, Ma?” arsenio's expression looked surprised at that moment.

“Sepeti you know, Sen. Your father loved his painstakingly built mascara. However, it turns out that Biantara and Winona intend to damage it,” Anggraini replied with eyes fixed on Lievin.

“Destroying how it means, Ma?” arsenio.

“Ah, let your papa explain later. Even your investment company will be taken over by Winona. They were really ruthless,” Anggraini shook her head weakly while twitching her temple.

“How can? Didn't I put it all on Papa?” Arsenio was increasingly clueless about the problems that befell her father.

Anggraini did not have time to answer, the door of the treatment room was already opened. Fabien went in there while carrying a few bags of paper bags. “I brought you papa's order and .. hey! You coming, Arsen?” Fabien exclaimed enthusiastically, making the man who rolled weakly in front of Arsenio open his eyes suddenly.

“Arsen?” weak voice Lievin, trying to call his eldest son.

“I'm coming, papa,” said Arsenio while approaching the edge of the bed. “I invited Binar as well. Hope papa doesn't mind. He is also very eager to see how you are,”.

Lievin's eye tails moved towards Binar. The middle-aged man stared fixedly at his son-in-law. Arsenio did not catch any expression on the father's face. Until finally Lievin smiled faintly with eyes that still lead to Binar.

“Halo, Binar,” greet Lievin weak. “How are you doing?”

Suddenly Lievin's attitude made Binar stunned in disbelief. “Sa-me, ba-well, Sir, uhm, I mean ...” he said staggered. His head seemed to be empty for a moment.

“Call me papa,” pinta Lievin says.

This time, Binar could not hold back his tears. She did not know what the attitude of the biological father of her husband meant. But clearly, Binar felt completely accepted.

“Thank you, papa,” is actually a lot that Binar wanted to reveal at that time. But only those two words came out of his mouth. “I'm sorry ..” Binar gulped. His throat seemed to be stuck so that he could not continue his sentence.

“Nothing to forgive. I'm the one who should apologize. I hope you will accept my apology, Binar. I'm afraid that if I'm not long and I haven't been able to improve my relationship with you,” said Lievin who cut off Binar's words just like that.

“Pa! Don't talk shit. I don't like it!” arsenio who objected.

While Orggraini can only sob slowly. Occasionally, Fabien rubbed his mother's back to give her strength.

“What is this, Pa? Why did you get down like this?” Arsenio was inexhaustible. Lievin is a very tough guy. His father was not easily conquered, let alone made weak like this. I don't know how much burden Lievin bears.

“I ... no longer want to go back to Indonesia. Too many painful things there,” replied Lievin who had absolutely nothing to do with the question that Arsenio had raised.