Poison of Love Arsenio
The Little Room Tragedy

"God. Sorry, sir," said Binar felt bad when he saw the phone belonging to a man who was none other than Chand. The man of Indian-Javanese descent immediately picked up his fallen mobile phone. He checked the thing, made sure that there was no damage there. Binar looked uncomfortable. The girl continued to move her body, because she held back the urge to urinate.

"Don't go anywhere, until I make sure

that this phone is not experiencing any problems" Chand's message sternly said.

"You mean? I have to go to ... ." Binar's words paused, for Chand passed from before him. He approached the man who had called himself. "Sir, I ...." Binar was about to protest, but soon Chand raised his hand, gesturing

to keep the girl where she stands. "Sir, I ... ." The protests of Binar again were not ignored by Chand. He was busy talking to the man for a while.

After about five minutes, Chand returned to the front of Binar. "I just bought this phone two days ago, and you casually bumped into it and ...." Chand did not continue his words, when he saw the look on Binar's face that looked very agitated. The beautiful girl moved her beautiful eyes irregularly.

For a moment Chand was just stunned to notice the peculiarity of Binar's attitude. But soon after, a handsome man

the sturdy figure had shifted his gaze on the jeans worn by the girl. The pants with blue color look wet on the

certain parts. "Geez!" chand was surprised. The thin-bearded man turned his face away and gave his smile. Between the amused and unbearable for what happened to Binar. "Come in and clean yourself up" he said.

"How's this? I didn't bring any change of pants," replied Binar looking uneasy. "I've wanted to ask permission from earlier, but you ...." Binar scowling. There's no point in him complaining,

especially for someone who he knows as the owner of the WO as well as the party organizer who is being prepared.

Chand took a deep breath. His left hand he put on the waist, while the right hand was busy scratching his forehead that did not itch. The handsome man seemed to be thinking of something. "That's it. You go in first, then clean up the mess. Don't go anywhere before I get back, '" he said.

"You mean?" ask Binar.

"Just stay in the toilet and lock the door until I get back" Chand said.

"Alright, but ... ."

"Don't argue, unless you want to

keep wearing wet pants and also the smell of pessimism, of course," said the man while returning to smile. Chand then passes from before Binar who inevitably follows his instructions.

Inside the restroom, Binar took off his jeans

and his wet underwear. I don't know what bad luck will befall the girl

that was today. After he lost his phone, he now has to resist the embarrassment of wetting his pants. Plus it happened in front of a foreign man who apparently is not a random person.

Binar then sat on the closet and fell silent. His mind flew to Bali, to his two younger brothers. Either they had lunch or not. To whom they complained if Widya scolded the two. A speck of guilt appeared in the girl's heart, as she felt that she was very selfish. However, if Binar did not leave the house and look for other fortune, then he also could not possibly bring his two sisters to a much better life. In addition, Widya will always act arbitrarily against him.

A few moments passed, all the daydreams of Binar

it instantly disappeared when he heard a knock on the toilet door. "Open up, before anyone sees me going into the ladies' room" Chand said.

Barin became nervous. Shadow treatment no

the courtesy he once received from Surya was back. "What do you want?" ask Binar from the bathroom.

"I brought you something" replied Chand.

"What?" ask Binar again.

"Just open it first" Pinta Chand.

"No, I don't wear pants, ups ... ." Suddenly Binar covered his mouth with both palms.

"That's why I brought you pants

change," said Chand again from behind the door. "Of course, this is take. After all, aren't you still some unfinished work? Do not reason to run away from the task," said the black-haired man.

Binar was silent for a moment. He then glanced at the pants

jeans that will not dry when. He then saw himself wearing only a t-shirt with a stomach. Binar thought that he could not continue to lock himself up and hide in the toilet. He will only make Nastiti and Rena feel anxious. This was his first day at the flower shop. As much as possible he should not leave a negative impression in the eyes of Rena the store owner, who has believed and invited him in a new experience decorating a room for a party for the upper class.

With a trembling hand, Binar opened the shotgun and opened it slightly. He hides behind the door and only shows Chand his head. Receiving a plastic package

from the man, then immediately he shut the door. However, Binar had to be surprised and re-open the door, when he realized that Chand's hand was pinned there. "Yes my. Sorry, sir," regretted Binar.

"Gosh my god." Chand shook his head

pissed. Without saying much, he immediately turned his back. The man intends to get out of there. However, his steps stopped immediately when he saw Nastiti who was already standing there. The girl looked at him with a strange look, especially when she saw the head of Binar poking out from inside the restroom.

"Nas?" Small grimacing binar.

After Chand's death, Nastiti goes to

one of the small, empty rooms, right next to the one used by Binar. The girl sat on the closet, then tapped on the interlocking wall

that bathroom. "Mom, can I be suspicious?" tanyakanya.

"About what, Nas?" The sparkling asked. He was busy fixing the pants he had just worn. Pants with sizes too large for her slender waist, although there are waist straps that can be tight and loose. Still, it doesn't mean anything. Baron complained quietly.

"Why is Mr Chand in the same woman's toilet as you, Ma'am?" ask Nastiti again from the next room.

"Oh, that. That's because ...." Binar did not have time to answer, Nastiti's voice sounded automatically flush the closet.

"Mbak, come. We have to continue the work. Rena's mother is waiting," Nastiti asked while knocking on the door of the restroom where Binar was. While the girl is still struggling with Chand's pants that are too big for her.

"Wait a minute, Nas," cried Binar from inside. A moment later, the beautiful girl opened the door. He saw himself in dark brown sleeping pants, which made the girl's feet sink in them. Binar also continued to hold the waist, for fear that the pants he was wearing would sag.

"Oh my goodness, Ma'am. Whose pants are those?" show Nastiti can't help but laugh.

"My pants are wet, Nas. That's why the man lent me his pants," explained Binar timidly.

"Why are your pants wet, Mommy?

Then why should Mr. Chand lend ...."

"That's it. I'll tell you later, "cut Binar while taking Nastiti out of there. Not to forget, he brought with him jeans and underwear that he had rinsed and also squeezed in a plastic bag. While walking towards the party room that was being decorated, Binar also told Nastiti everything. The girl only giggled while listening to all the stories from Binar.

Not long after, the two of them returned to the room. "Why are you guys so long?" rena.

"Sorry, Ma'am. I had a little problem," replied Binar trying to explain. While both of his hands were busy holding the waist of the pants he was wearing. The pants just keep on

sag.

"You why? Whose pants are those?" asked Rena while frowning.

However, Binar did not have time to answer the question, Chand came to them. "So he slipped in the toilet. It just so happened that I was there," obviously the man made Binar immediately turn his attention to him.

"Oh my goodness, Mal. Why don't you

carefuly? You're not hurt, are you?" asked Rena who immediately looked anxious.

"It's okay, Ma'am. Only my pants are wet," replied Binar shyly. He occasionally glanced at Chand who was just smacking his smile.

"Thank God then" said Rena relieved. "Yes, already. Now you continue the unfinished work. Remember, do it carefully. If not, lord Chand Fawaaz can pounce on us savagely" Rena's message ended with a joke.

"Come, Rena. I haven't pounced on women in a long time" Chand replied with a soft laugh. However, a moment later his attention returned to the figure of Binar. Chand even keeps his eyes on the girl during work. Every now and then, the handsome Indian-Javanese crossbreed man smiled as he watched Binar who was busy fixing his pants. Inside his mind suddenly appeared something extremely ridiculous. He is sure that

at that time Binar was definitely not wearing underwear. Chand smiled widely at it.

Until five o'clock in the afternoon, they just stopped all work. Incidentally, decorating flowers has been successfully completed. The remaining work will be completed by a team from Chand's WO.

"That's lovely. My sister must have liked it. He'll see this tomorrow" Chand said. He looks so satisfied with the work of Rena and her team.

"Goodoo. We always try to present the best and of course the number one quality. Especially for you, Chand. We are partners. I don't want you to be disappointed with our performance" Rena said in response. "Alright, since it's late afternoon. It's time we went home" said the woman. After a short conversation with Chand, Rena passed from there followed by Nastiti and also Binar. However, before long the girl was stunned when she remembered that she left her wet pants inside

that room. The sparkle went back inside.

Without much talking, the girl took

the bag she was wearing to wrap her pants. However, when

he was about to go back out of the room earlier, Chand sounded softly.

Binar was stunned and turned to the man who was walking towards him.

"Do I have to return your pants,

Sir?" tanya Binar plain.

"of course. I didn't bring much

change clothes when you come here" replied Chand. "Just come back here tomorrow afternoon" he continued.