Poison of Love Arsenio
Fake Identity

Ajisaka left behind a couple who are still feuding. He returned to Arsenio's room as he had been told. Ajisaka intends to take three pendrivets and a photocopy of identification card belonging to Shamsir Lagawi. Ajisaka plans to investigate the findings using his laptop.

Ajisaka had already turned around to head for his room, when Arsenio suddenly had already stood behind him. “Bos? How's Mrs Bos doing?” ask Dwiku's cousin is wrong.

“Everything's messed up, Ji.” Arsenio chuckled softly. While his eyes implied immense pain.

“Sorry, Boss. We shouldn't have played that video,” regretted Ajisaka.

“The only person to blame is me. I was the one who deliberately recorded the scene, as well as collecting photos of Winona,” said Arsenio slowly. He took a seat on the edge of the bed. Arsenio propped up her head with both hands, then ruffled her hair. He did not expect that he would experience trials like today. Sometimes, he thought that this was the reply of all his bad attitude first.

Not even seven days Anggraini left. Now, he had to face the enormous anger of Binar because of his past silliness. Binar even asked to be returned to Bali. “I can't if I have to be far from Binar, Ji. He's the only reason I can survive to this second,” he murmured slowly.

“Bu Boss is in turmoil, Boss. Give him time, but ... I so have one big question on this issue,” said Ajisaka hesitated.

“What?” asked Arsenio without changing her position.

“Why should you record such things, Boss?” asked Ajisaka with a bad feeling. He was afraid of offending his employer.

“Then, I always did everything without thinking. I am often rash. Though the reason I collect my photos and videos with Wini, just as a form of fad. After all, I didn't expect that Wini would still keep it until now. It's only right if Dwiki gets angry.” Arsenio clucked softly as she ruffled her hair again.

“Already, Boss. There is no point in regretting. Everything has happened,” said Ajisaka who tried to be wise.

Arsenio had no intention of responding. He just looked up and stared meaningfully at Ajisaka. A moment later, his bright brown eyes caught the items in the grasp of his trusted men. “What is it?”

“Proofs that we got earlier, Boss,” replied Ajisaka while thrusting three flash which one of them contains photos and videos of Arsenio with Winona. Ajisaka also holds a copy of the identity card on behalf of Syamsir Lagawi.

“Check it here, so I can also come see.” Arsenio then got up from sitting, then directed Ajisaka to sit back in front of the laptop.

“You are also here, Boss?” Ajisaka turned to Arsenio with a look full of question marks.

“Why? Can't?” sahut Arsenio sewot's.

“Let's if Bu Boss is looking for you, how?” Ajisaka scrunched his forehead.

“Not worry about that. Never mind looking, he just forbade me from going into his room.” Arsenio exhaled slowly.

Either Ajisaka should sympathize or laugh. The handsome man with mature brown skin could only pry his lips. “So, tonight you sleep alone, Boss? If you need a friend ... I'm ready,” the bargain while continuing to hold back the laughter of his own words.

“I'm still sane, Ji. I'm normal!” dengus Arsenio was upset. “Already. Don't talk about it. We go back to this investigation only,” scolds him.

However, in fact Arsenio could not focus at all on every word described by Ajisaka. He could not listen clearly, every image file and important documents that Haris managed to steal. At that time, the one in Arsenio's eye patch was just the pretty face of Binar who looked disappointed and injured.

“Ji, let's take a break. My head is dizzy,” said Arsenio. “Just leave his stuff here.”

“Oh, okay, Boss. What should I do after this?” ask Ajisaka. From the beginning he seemed most passionate about solving his boss' case.

“Try you come and investigate the residence of Haris. I'll send you the address in a minute,” Arsenio said.

“Alright, Boss. Just send it to my phone,” sahut Ajisaka before saying goodbye and get out of the room Arsenio.

After Ajisaka died, Arsenio sat pensively in front of the laptop. For a long time he stared blankly at the computer screen, until his tail caught a copy of a crumpled identity card.

Arsenio clucked slowly. “Ah, stop!” The man felt his head grow dizzy. Feeling unable to think or do anything, he took a pen from a box not far from the laptop. Benak Arsenio floated up, imagining the anger of Binar. Unknowingly, Arsenio scribbled the paper.

Arsenio wrote the name of the wife in every place that was still empty, to the full.

Once satisfied, he moved on the face image close up identity card. He drew glasses on that face, then added them with whiskers over the lips. After that, Arsenio observed the photo for quite a long time. Suddenly he nodded. At that time Arsenio realized that the photo of the face she had scribbled earlier was so similar to someone.

“This is the face of Haris!” he cried in disbelief.

“Why is Haris's photo on Syamsir Lagawi's identity card?” Arsenio muttered to herself. “Do-not him ...”

Arsenio rushed out of the room. He ran towards Ajisaka's room downstairs. However, before reaching the destination, Arsenio first passed Fabien who was about to go upstairs. “Where to?” ask the young musician.

“To Aji's room. Where are you going?” Arsenio asked back.

“I want to convey a message from papa to Binar,” replied Fabien casually while passing the brother just like that.

“What message?” ask Arsenio again.

“Papa wants to take Binar to the park,” Fabien said turning to Arsenio for a moment, before continuing his steps.

“You know ‘kan that I forbid Binar out of the house. Things are still precarious. I don't want him to experience danger out there,” Arsenio refused firmly.

“Jeez, Broer. You're too paranoid. It's just a walk in the park. Not to the mall or to crowded places. After all, our home garden is blocked by high walls. Who would dare to aim for Binar there?” fabien said calmly. “If you're too worried, you just go to the park. Control your wife so you calm down,” suggested Fabien who immediately greeted a big smile from Arsenio.

“Good idea. Thank you, Bad boy,” said Arsenio while ruffling the hair of the sister.

“Hei! Stop!” Fabien clucked in annoyance while dodging.

“Oh, yes, Binar is now in the last room. He is now moving there temporarily,” explained Arsenio.

“Why?” Fabien immediately turned around while frowning.

“It's okay. Binar just feel bored,” kilah Arsenio. Without lingering, he left Fabien just like that. Arsenio was already looking forward to showing the important findings to Ajisaka.

After passing through the side aisle, now Arsenio arrived in front of a room. He knocked on the door excitedly. Shortly after, the door opened. Ajisaka's head poked out from behind it.

“Ji, you should see this!” Arsenio handed over a photocopy of the identity card to Ajisaka. “Look at the photo,” point to Binar's husband.

“This doodled photo, Boss?” Ajisaka knitted brows an incomprehensible sign.

“Iya! Try observing!” tell Arsenio to be impatient.

“His face you are fond of with glasses and mustache. So similar ... Haris Maulana?” call Ajisaka doubtful.

“Yes, you are right. This identity card belongs to Syamsir Lagawi aka Haris Maulana!” arsenio.

“So, you mean ...”

“Haris Maulana is just a pseudonym. He's undercover! His real name is Syamsir Lagawi!” arsenio firmly believes.