Poison of Love Arsenio
Shower Box

Since the funeral procession of Anggraini, Binar seemed much more moody and reserved than usual. He often stood on the balcony, with his eyes glaring at the sky.

Like that early morning, when Arsenio was still fast asleep. Binar had opened the balcony door wide, then stared into the vast space that was still covered in darkness. The young woman who looked more beautiful and radiant was mende.sah slowly, then pensive for a while.

He continued so, to the point that he did not realize that Arsenio was already standing behind him.

“What are you doing so early in the morning, honey?” arsenio asked gently as she kissed Binar's unclothed shoulder. “Are you not cold just wearing a big shirt like this?” The bright brown-eyed man corrected the sloping and sagging collar of the shirt past his wife's shoulders. Arsenio smiled. However, that smile could not hide his deep sorrow. All emanated from the look of her sad eyes.

“Until when will you lock me in a room like this, Rain?”tanya Binar sounded soft. However, even so Arsenio could hear it clearly.

“Until those criminals are caught, dear. Just be patient in a minute. I make sure everything will be finished soon, ” replied Arsenio. He kissed Binar's smooth shoulder again and again.

“Today is the control schedule to the gynecologist. You must still remember, ‘kan?” Binar turned around, then turned his entire body to Arsenio.

The Rainier family's eldest son took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. “What if we just call his doctor to come here?” bargain Arsenio.

This time, it was Binar's turn to take a deep breath. “Try it,” he replied as he walked in, then lay on his side on the bed. “If I can't get out of the house, at least let me leave the room for a while. I also want to see papa.”

“Last time I let you out, you almost fainted in front of papa,” complained Arsenio. He also lay down while facing Binar.

“That's a natural thing, Rain. I was really shocked to see the fact that mama .. mama ...” Binar could not continue his words, when he saw Arsenio shed tears.

“Today I've always let my mom down. My inappropriate attitudes in the past must have been a painful blow to him. But my mom was always patient. I'm sorry that we didn't have much time to spend together,” Arsenio said in a trembling voice.

“Mama must have forgiven you, Rain. I haven't given birth yet, but soon I'll be a mother. The affection was formed even before I could see the form of the baby I would give birth to later. Same with one word of forgiveness from a mother. It's like an eraser of all the mistakes you've made. As much and as big as anything.” Binar wiped the tears on Arsenio's cheek. Just this time she saw her husband completely slumped.

“Don't cry again, Rain. You have to remember papa. He also needs your attention and support. We are all saddened by this incident,” continued the young woman.

“I used to rarely spend time with my mom. Besides because he is busy, I am also too engrossed in my own affairs, so I have not had time to say if I love him very much,” regretted Arsenio. He then shuffled. Approaching and hugging the slender body of Binar.

Arsenio tried to find warmth and strength there. “If our child is born. I want to spend more time with you.”

“In my opinion, without you saying any words of affection, mama would have known it. Yes, God, Rain. I can't believe something this bad happened to us either. It feels like the apocalypse.” Binar returned Arsenio's embrace. She rubbed her husband's back.

“To make sure whoever did it, he will get a more painful reply what we feel now,” Arsenio growled on the sidelines of her crying. While Binar responded by further tightening the embrace.

“Rest, Rain. Sleep will make your mind a little lighter. I know that you just got to sleep through midnight last night,” soft advice Binar.

“Me company,” pinta Arsenio. “Later we both see the state of papa. Since the funeral was over, papa has not come out of his room at all.”

“Sure,” Reply Binar, before again closing eyes. The two lovebirds slept in a position to hug each other until a loud ringing sounded from Arsenio's phone.

Lazily, the handsome man opened his eyes, then moved the hand of the circular Binar on the stomach slowly and carefully. The cell phone lying on the nightstand. Arsenio had enough trouble reading the name on the screen, due to her blurry vision. He is not fully aware yet.

Arsenio then rubbed her eyes, before trying to reread the name of the contact who contacted her. “Mr Normand?” the man muttered softly as he hurriedly received the call. “Hallo, Herr,” map.

“Hallo, Arsenio. I heard from Rudolf. He said he was told by your two sisters about what happened to Mrs Rainier. I'm so sorry about that,” said Normand from across the street.

“What happened there, Arsen? Is it that complicated?” ask Normand carefully.

“That's, Herr. My condition is very bad. Things get messed up,” replied Arsenio pilu. It was hard for him to go back to discussing things he wanted to forget.

“Yes, geez. Tell me what you need. I will help you with pleasure,” Normand said earnestly. The man sounded very sincere.

“Thank you very much, Herr. If someday I trouble you, does that not matter?” asked Arsenio with some hesitation.

“Of course not, Arsenio. You can ask me anything,” replied Normand confidently.

“One more time I say thank you, Herr. Oh, ja. When will your emissary come to Indonesia?” ask Arsenio again.

“The plan is for my representative to come in two days. I've booked a comfortable hotel for him,” explains Normand.

“Why should you book a hotel? Didn't I tell you your messenger I received with open arms at my house?” arsenio protest is slow.

“The timing is very inexact, Arsen. You're grieving,” reject subtle Normand.

“It doesn't matter at all, Herr. Your messenger can stay here as long as he wants. I'll also help him take care of all the permits. I need a rush for diversion, Herr. In order not to continue to dissolve in sadness,” said Arsenio half-forcibly.

“Alright, if it makes you feel better,” breaks up Normand a while later. “I'll call you later.”

“Sure,” Arsenio said before ending the call. Yes, the more busy he gets, the better it is for him. Perhaps that way, Arsenio is not too tormented by the shadow of losing her mother.

“Call from whom, Rain?” Suddenly, there was the sound of a raucous Binar who had awakened.

“Mr Normand,” replied Arsenio while gently stroking the wife's cheek. “Somehow would I be if there were no you here, Binar.”

“We will go through this ordeal together, Rain.” Binar gently kissed her husband's thin reddish lips, then got off the bed to go to the bathroom. “Don't forget to make an appointment with Doctor Dipta,” order Binar again when already in the doorway leading to the bathroom.

“OK,” sahut Arsenio brief. He rushed to contact the obstetrician who had become his subscription. Not long after, Arsenio clucked softly while ruffling her hair. He hurriedly got up from his seat to approach Binar who was busy cleaning himself under the shower.

“Doctor Dipta does not serve calls from home to home,” said Arsenio just like that, making Binar a little surprised. She turned to face her husband with a plain body.

“It's okay, Rain. As long as there are you who accompany me, I am sure everything will be fine,” comfort Binar calm the feelings of the husband who began to look worried.

“Then will I register for the schedule later in the afternoon,” break up Arsenio later. Look at his eyes not at all separated from the beautiful curves in front of him.

“Do you not want to take a shower with me before we meet papa in his room?” bring Binar with a seductive voice. The shadow of his body is visible from the insulating glass. “Come, Rain. I will comfort you as much as I can,” he said again smiling gently.

Barin extended his hand towards the husband. Without saying much, Arsenio immediately put the phone she still held onto the sink table. He then took off his T-shirt and sleeping pants in a bit of a hurry. After being innocent, the man walked over to Binar who had extended his hand from the shower box.

Arsenio then welcomed Binar's hand with a smile. He then went in and grabbed the beautiful body of the wife until it stuck tightly to him. For a moment, Arsenio let go of all sorrow in the chest, through the warm service of the special woman of her heart.