Poison of Love Arsenio
Friends Stringing Flowers

Binar's face paled. The girl's lips were tightly clenched, as if she no longer wanted to let out words. He looked down more, especially because Arsenio was constantly looking at him sharply.

Chand breathed out slowly. That was why he did not immediately announce the plan that Arsenio had proposed a few days ago. Binar was still uncomfortable to face directly with the eldest son of the Anggraini. Especially if you have to meet the whole family.

“Mal? How silent?” reprimand Chand for touching the girl's arm.

“E-eh Yes, Kak.” Binar stammering. He looked over while forcing his smile.

“Looks like your girlfriend's still tired, Chand. Don't force. Give him time to think,” advice Anggraini. “Again, Auntie is in no hurry kok,”.

“Yes, then we start eating,” Lievin. The Dutchman immediately grabbed the tableware and picked up some side dishes nearby. “Come, Nirmala. Choose a dish you like. Eat as much. Honestly, I do not like to see thin women,” Lievin said with a smile expanded.

"Darling ...." The sharp glances of Anggraini lead directly to the husband who just chuckles amusedly.

“Don't much-many dong, Om. Dia ‘kan models. Later if stretch how?” canda Winona while throwing her beautiful smile to Binar. Inevitably the girl returned Winona's hospitality with an equally sweet smile.

“If basically someone is beautiful, willing to stretch, want to be skinny, will definitely still look beautiful,” chirps Arsenio relaxed while slicing pieces of roasted meat on her plate. He no longer looked intensely at Binar. Arsenio seems to want to show a normal attitude in front of her family.

The new sparkle sipped water, had to choke on hearing Arsenio's words. However, he immediately tried to control himself.

“Iya. However, for a model, the proportional body shape is mandatory law,” Winona refute do not want to lose.

“Already, already. You guys like to argue. Remember, you have to stay compact, because soon you will get married,” Lerai Anggraini which instantly makes the heart of Binar seem to stop beating. So did Arsenio who immediately stopped eating and glared at the mother.

Chand, who had noticed Binar, immediately brought his face closer and whispered right in the ear of the beautiful girl. “You all right? Patience, yes. Finish eating we will go straight home,” he said.

Binar shook his head slowly, then nodded. As much as possible he tried not to embarrass himself in front of the Arsenio family. As much as Binar's energy hid the sadness and sadness with a smile. He also responded to every chat addressed to him.

“Before becoming a model, profession Nak Nirmala what?” tanya Anggraini soft, typical of a mother.

“I work in a flower shop, Auntie,” replied Nirmala politely.

“Oh, means you are good at flower arranging, yes?” The woman set her eyes entirely on Binar. It seems obvious that Anggraini is attracted to the beautiful girl with that sweet smile. “It just so happens that every Sunday, Aunt always picks flowers in the back garden. Perhaps if Nak Nirmala is not busy, you can help Aunty arrange flowers,” invite Anggraini.

Binar who felt all wrong, only able to laugh softly at first. He wanted to avoid the wealthy family. However, on the other hand it was impolite if he refused the invitation from the middle-aged woman who still looked charming. “Sure, Aunt. On Sunday I have no schedule. While the exhibition ends Saturday tomorrow,” said Binar.

“Perfect!” sahut Lievin was full of spirit. “Finally my wife has a flower arrangement friend. All this time Wini always refused, because he did not like flowers,” chirping as he laughed.

“Not liked, Om. I'm allergic to the houseplant,” Winona error while lifting one finger.

“Yes, yes, yes. Come on, add the meal.” Lievin got up from the chair, then gave the huge piece of roasted chicken and placed it on Winona's plate.

Everyone laughed at that moment, except Arsenio. The tail of his eyes again followed the movements of Binar. That's what he did until the dinner ended and Chand said goodbye.

“See you Sunday yes, Nirmala.” Anggraini waved her hand, shortly after Binar sat comfortably in Chand's car. The girl opened the windshield and waved back at Anggraini.

“I like Nirmala. If we can introduce and match him with Fabien,” chirped Lievin when Chand's car is not visible from view.

“Don't fuck around, honey. She's Chand's girlfriend,” protests Anggraini while pinching her husband's waist in anxiety.

Winona laughed bitterly at the intimacy of a couple who were no longer young. In my heart, he was envious. Suppose he could be that happy with Arsenio. “Then I also go home, Om, Auntie,” he said. The girl did not awkwardly hug Lievin and Anggraini in turn. He also did not forget to kiss Arsenio's cheek which had just stood still beside her father.

Unlike usual, Arsenio did not refuse at all. “I'll take the key for a while,” he said as he turned around leaving Winona on the terrace and returned a few minutes later. “Come,” take him with cold intonation. “Your car will be delivered Mr. Mono,” explained Arsenio, mentioning the Rainier family's personal driver.

“Tumben you want to take me home?” Winona frowned, astonished at the attitude of her fiance. He opened the car door and sat down next to Arsenio who had prepared behind the wheel.

“I'm doing well,” replied Arsenio of origin. After that he did not say a word until his car arrived in front of Winona's house which was no less luxurious.

“You don't want to go in and say hello to my papa mama?” ask Winona before getting out of the vehicle. There is always a great hope in the girl against the figure of the man who has now become her fiance.

“Lain times only. After all, tomorrow me and your papa will hold a meeting together,” reject Arsenio with a tone that sounds ordinary. "It's night. You better go in and rest, "his advice is that you can't stand to stay alone with Winona any longer.

"Why, Sen? If you want me to be like Beautiful and Ghea when in front of you, then ...."

"Don't talk about it. There's nothing special about the two women you mentioned earlier" Arsenio said immediately.

"Then, what should I do?" ask Winona again expectantly.

"Get in and sleep. That's what you need." Arsenio fell silent and let Winona out on her own. After saying goodbye, he then pulled back the vehicle and turned the wheel. Arsenio's goal at that time was to visit Binar's apartment. His heart was so hot when he remembered the dinner last night. Unexpectedly, Chand introduced Binar as a lover to his parents.

Arsenio's intention was already unanimous to ask for an explanation to Binar.

In less than an hour, the handsome man's luxury car had already stopped on the apartment's parking floor. Arsenio walked half-run towards the elevator. He then pressed the number button. After that, Arsenio exited when the elevator door had delivered her to the intended floor. He didn't care about the watch that showed at eleven o'clock in the evening.

Arsenio initially knocked on the door of Binar's apartment room slowly. But after a few beats, Arsenio knocked on him again with more force, until she saw the door handle move and the door open from the inside. Binar's face poked out. It was obvious that the girl was like she had just cried.

“You moreover you, Rain?” the voice of Binar hid the turmoil in his heart.

“You're crying?” ask Arsenio gently.

“Crying or not, it's none of your business. Go home,” drive out Binar while trying to close the door again. However, Arsenio's movement is more agile. He held the door and pushed it open wider.

“Rain! Please do! It is impolite for a man to meet a woman at night like this!” as strong as possible, Binar held back so that the sturdy body did not squeeze in. However, his power is not as strong as Arsenio, so that the handsome man can enter the apartment easily.

“I just want to talk. Just a moment.” Arsenio closed the door just like that, then stepped slowly closer to Binar. While the girl chose to retreat and move away, until her calf hit the sofa and fell down.

Arsenio remained in her position standing right before Binar. He then leaned over, leaned over and rested his hands on the back of the sofa to purposely lock up Binar.

“Rain, please. I don't want to be a relationship wrecker,” Pinar's pinta is half desperate. Tears melt again on her smooth cheeks.

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