Poison of Love Arsenio
The Struggle Begins

"What do you mean, Arsen? Don't joke with me!" sergeant Winona. The pair of pretty woman's eyes stared intently at the man who a few hours ago had officially become engaged to her.

"You always look serious, Winona. How dare I ask you to joke," said Arsenio calmly. There was no look of regret in him, because he had expressed an intention that felt inappropriate earlier.

"You're crazy, Arsen! We got engaged a while ago! How could you suddenly change your mind like this?" winona protested again with a tone and face dislike. Lost was all the happiness he felt earlier, when he thought that he had managed to bind an Arsenio. However, the disappointment was again present when he realized that Arsenio was again a man with a character of his own accord.

"I changed my mind. It is natural not if someone is correcting his words," said Arsenio calmly.

"This is our engagement, not just a word!" winona's protest was firm. His index finger was directed straight until it touched Arsenio's chest.

"For me it's just a word. The word in which I mentioned the phrase 'I agreed to be engaged to you' when in fact it is not in accordance with the word conscience. So, it is not something that should be considered strange if in the end I change my mind," explained Arsenio again still showing a calm look. He was not affected at all when he saw the reaction shown by Winona. "Come, Winona. You are beautiful, smart, rich, you have everything. It will not be difficult for you to attract any man" Arsenio said again.

"I'm sure it's hard to lure you in" Winona replied half insinuatingly. Her beautiful face was covered by an expression that looked increasingly thin.

"Oh, because I am the exception," Arsenio replied again. A faint smile fell on the corner of his lips.

"You're really not sane, Arsen!" winona's Overestimate. "Your attitude like this makes me think of something" said the beautiful woman.

"About what?" asked Arsenio who was still standing in a position facing each other with Winona.

Winona who had been putting on a face full of anger, suddenly changed. The tension on her beautiful face slowly faded, then changed with a cynical smile. "I feel like I'm dealing with the old Arsenio. Either this is just a feeling or there is something you are hiding from me. Sometimes, I think that the amnesia you're experiencing is also just a charade. Say, Arsen. What are you covering up?" challenge that beautiful woman.

Arsenio did not answer immediately. Sharp eyes he lay to the beautiful who did not want to give up. Arsenio understood that Winona might not want to just resign and accept the arbitrary attitude he always did. However, Arsenio is not his name if it can be bully easily, especially by a woman like Winona. "Are you challenging me?" tanyakanya.

"Of course not. Why should I challenge you? There's no reason for me to do that. I'm just guessing," replied Winona lightly.

"Originally you know, beautiful Winona. Whatever I do, it's none of your business. One thing that is a problem for us right now is .. I want to cancel the engagement between you and me. You know that all this time our lives were just settings. Everything that concerns the two of us has been arranged, including this engagement. I would love to feel freedom without a restraint in the name of responsibility or contract signature. Be honest with yourself. Do you not feel tired or bored, with a life that looks perfect when it is very sickening?" arsenio said at length.

"I got rid of all that discomfort a long time ago. You know why, Sen? Because I love you so much!" resolute Winona with teary eyes. "Can you be unselfish once? Don't you remember the happy faces of our parents in there? There were a lot of congratulations from my colleagues and close friends present at the party tonight," Winona's tone of voice weakened, enduring the grief that filled her feelings.

"It's enough to torture yourself, Wini. You already know that up until now I can't return your feelings." Arsenio's intonation became much softer, as she watched the woman before her shed tears.

"I don't just care about myself. That's why I survived. There is self-esteem, a good name, and a future for the company that must be at stake in our relationship" Winona said, leaving Arsenio silent and fixated. The handsome man was dumbfounded for a moment before blowing his breath out loud. Suddenly, a sense of tiredness attacked his physical and mental. Arsenio felt that she was no longer in that place.

For a while he looked at Winona with eyes that still looked teary. "Come in. Go inside and tell everyone that I'm not feeling well" he said, moving back. After that, he decided to leave Winona as well as the party hall towards the highway.

No matter the luxury car that is still in the parking area. Arsenio stopped the taxi and asked the driver to go to the address he had mentioned when he entered and sat down. It took up to an hour to get to where Arsenio was referring to, due to the unusual traffic jam on the streets of the capital.

Arsenio opened the taxi door wide after giving a fare for the driver. He got out of the vehicle, then walked over to the large gate of a three-story, tightly closed mansion. Arsenio fell silent and stood there until a security guard approached her. “Eh, Mr. Arsenio. Good evening. How are you, sir? Long time no come?” sapanya's trying to get along.

“Where is your boss?” ask Arsenio without further ado.

“Pak Chand just arrived, sir. I think he also does not sleep,” replied the security guard while opening the gate with an automatic remote. “Please come in, Sir,” he said politely. "You didn't bring your own vehicle?" ask again.

"No," answered Arsenio briefly. He nodded at the middle-aged man, then stepped gallantly as he crossed the path that split the courtyard of Chand's house. The atmosphere there also looks so beautiful. Arsenio continued walking until she entered the terrace and pressed the bell that was right near the door.

“What are you new helper here?” Arsenio asked back. “If the old maid must have memorized that I am a thick friend of Chand,” he said with a face without a smile at all.

“I-iya, Sir. Just last week I ...” the woman's sentence came to a halt when Arsenio barged in and accidentally nudged her shoulder. “E-eh, Sir. No, later sir Chand ..”

“Chand!” arsenio's exclamation echoed in the spacious living room, cutting off the maid's words just like that.

“Pak, please. Later Mr. Chand angry,” the door is clear.

“Chand!” Arsenio again exclaimed without paying attention to the words of the woman next to her. Shortly thereafter, a movement was seen upstairs. One of the doors is open. Chand's figure came out from there, then stood at the end of the stairs.

“What do you want, Sen? Why make a noise like this at people's homes? Shouldn't you still be at the party? How about om and aunt looking for you?” tegur Chand slow.

“I want to meet Binar!” sahut Arsenio fast.

Chand chuckles as he descends the stairs slowly. “Binar is not here. He does not stay in this house,” he replied casually.

“I'm asking nicely, Chand. I just want to talk to him,” urged Arsenio with a face that looks very chaotic.

“I told you, he doesn't stay here,” repeat Chand again.

“I won't take it from you, if that's what you're afraid of. I just want to talk,” weak tone Arsenio, make Chand a little withered.

“He's not my girlfriend. Not like I said yesterday. I just asked her to make Ghea jealous,”, Chand said after coming down the stairs. He stood before Arsenio.

“Oh yes? However, you have time ...” Arsenio pointed her index finger at the chest of her best friend's field.

“It was just a spontaneous act. I saw her crying and wanted to cheer up,” please Chand. “You look messy. Come.” The handsome man directed Arsenio into the kitchen and took her to sit in the bar stool surrounding the high-sized kitchen table. He took out some snacks from the cabinet as well as a cold drink from the refrigerator, then served them to Arsenio. “Eat,” Tell Chand.

“That kind of reason?” sulk Arsenio without responding to Chand's earlier sentence. “You also did not tell me that it turned out that Binar had been near you,” protested Arsenio again.

“Honestly, I don't know if his name is Binar. I met him while arranging Prajna's wedding in Jogja. She works part-time at my friend's flower shop. He introduced himself as Nirmala, and I heard clearly my friend called him that,”. “You yourself also do not know the full name of Binar, ‘kan?” coined.

Arsenio nodded for a moment. It makes sense for the reason given by his friend. Put the fingers on the table surface. His voice looks serious. “I want to bring Binar. Please tell me where he lives. I'll pick him up right now,” Arsenio said moments later.

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