Poison of Love Arsenio
Make Peace With the Past

Arsenio's reflexes did not decrease at all. He who had been thought would not have time to avoid, it was still able to kelit nimble so that the bullet just grazed his arm.

Despite this, the wound still left the pure white skin of Arsenio torn apart and bleeding. The red liquid smelled of carnation, dripping from between the arms of the black T-Shirt that the man was wearing. The blood even fell to the floor after passing through the fingertips.

The man who will soon be the father, does not care what happens to him. Arsenio focused on avoiding the shot that Bayu directed. He who was unarmed, chose to immediately hide behind a large enough palm-sized pot.

A few bullets hit the palm tree trunk. But Arsenio stayed there.

Occasionally, his bright brown eyes caught the neighbors trying to see what was happening. However, the men, including the owner of the stall, immediately ran into hiding when Bayu's gun barked into the sky to scare them.

Seeing Bayu busy dispersing the neighbors, Arsenio so has an idea to paralyze the man. As much as possible, he pushed the palm tree and its pot forward, until the ornamental plants collapsed on Bayu who was still busy dispersing the crowd.

The gun that kept spewing bullets finally bounced a few meters from the body of Bayu who was hit by a palm tree. The man grimaced in pain, as his leg was squeezed into a large pot.

While Arsenio did not waste the opportunity. He immediately lunged towards Bayu and hit him with a barrage. Arsenio only stopped when the sound of police sirens roared. The longer it becomes clearer. Apparently, the police car was getting closer.

Bayu also looks not wrinkled anymore, so Arsenio chose to stop the action despite the dissatisfaction in the heart. But the authorities came and asked him to step down. The beautiful man also did not want to argue with a much more authoritative apparatus.

Arsenio took a few steps back from where she was standing, noticing her father's former personal assistant being dragged into a police car with a scarred face and bleeding. Police also secured a firearm that Bayu had used to harm him.

Arsenio was still standing in her place. The brown-haired man smiled faintly. There was an indescribable feeling that filled the chest, as the police car carrying Bayu had sped away from the residential area. It looks like more and more citizens are arriving. They crowded in front of the house occupied by Bayu. However, the police have acted quickly by installing a police line, so that no residents approach the scene of the crime.

“Mr, is it okay?” ask one of the police officers who came to the location. He saw blood still pouring out from behind Arsenio's sleeves.

“I'm fine,” replied Arsenio with a smile.

“Hand you bleed a lot,” said the policeman again, making Arsenio immediately turn and pay attention to his left arm. So focused on Bayu, he forgot and ignored the wounds on his body.

“My hand was hit by a bullet,” said Arsenio. He still looks calm.

“Wait a minute, Sir.” The policeman moved his hand as a gesture, to keep Arsenio still in place. The man in the brown uniform passed towards one of the police cars parked not far from Bayu's house. A moment later, the policeman came again carrying a roll of gauze and some cotton. “Only this in car. I think this is enough to stop the bleeding,” explained the police without being asked.

“Thank you,” said Arsenio as the police bandaged and tightly tied Arsenio's bloody arm with gauze.

“While this used to prevent bleeding from multiplying. After this, let me take you to the nearest clinic. I also want to give some questions related to the incident earlier,” said the police.

“I brought my own car,” point Arsenio towards the father's luxury car parked a bit away from the Bayu residence.

“Then, can I drive?” bargain the police with a very friendly attitude.

“Good.” Arsenio would not refuse the police's help, as her arms began to ache and ache. Moreover, blood still continues to seep in between the pores of the fabric.

Without wasting any time, the police immediately directed Arsenio to one of the empty cubicles until a nurse arrived. The medics immediately dealt with Arsenio's injuries.

“So, how did you get a wound like this, Sir?” The police began to ask questions.

“The person who was led to the police station was the culprit,” replied Arsenio. After that, he told her everything from beginning to end, with nothing to subtract in the slightest.

“Actually, the murder case that befell my late mother has been handled by the authorities. However, I just felt curious and wanted to prove my suspicions. It turns out that it is true. The killer of my mother is a close person I know,” said Arsenio. “I have absolutely no intention to precede the duty required. But this is how it turned out.” Arsenio grimaced slightly as the medics stitched the torn wound on her arm, then rubbed it with a bandage. The work of a professional is much better.

“Alright, Sir. You will have to come to the office to make a report. We will record everything in the news event,” said the police earlier.

“Good, Sir,” says Arsenio. He reached into his cell phone from the pocket of his jeans, when the policeman who had driven him moved and slightly away. The police officer was talking to someone on the phone. Arsenio immediately contacted Dwiki. “Hallo, Ki,” said when the call was connected.

“Bos. How are you doing?” tanya Dwiki sounded worried.

“I'm fine,” replied Arsenio. “At this time I am in the clinic around the housing where Bayu lives. Can you come here?”

“Iya, boss. I was on the road. I'll be there soon. Just wait there.”

“OK, Ki. I wait.” After saying so, Arsenio ended her call. He chose to sit in the waiting chair, because the wounds he had suffered were already dealt with. While sitting waiting, Arsenio had time to contact Binar. He told her to stay at the spa until someone picked her up to go home.

Binar also seems to enjoy the activities he is doing. The young lady had no problems at all. He even felt comfortable, because the pregnancy he was living at this time, often made his body feel uncomfortable.

“So, so yes if the woman is pregnant,” said Anika who was accompanying Binar soaking in a tub filled with flower petals surrounded by candles aroma therapy.

“Yes. Later you will also know yourself if pregnant,” said Binar. “Ajisaka told me if you guys are dating.” Sweet smiling binar. He kept his phone back in a safe place.

“Yes that. Aka very nice guy, although he is a bit less sensitive.” Anika also put down her phone, after she had a selfie.

Secretary Biantara Sasmita re-entered the round bathtub filled with warm water earlier.

“Lessensitive how?” ask Binar curious.

“Aka too cute. Yes, it is a concern ... but .. I mean ... ouch, how do ya explain it?” Anika laughed softly.

“I know if Ajisaka is a good man. He is also funny, although sometimes his jokes are crisp. However, me or Rain keep laughing to appreciate his efforts.” Binar laughed crisply. And so did Anika who laughed.

That day, Binar got a new friend who is the past of the husband. However, because he had intended to reconcile with Arsenio's dark story before meeting her, Binar tried to hold his chest and accept it. Including all the kindness and hospitality offered by Winona and Anika.