The ARSEN The Good Husband
Chapter 1

"Darling, do you really love me?"

"Well, don't you believe in my love?"

Brushing her hair with her eyes, "I believe, but I need proof."

"Evidence?" mwngernyit doesn't understand.

"Prove to me that you really love me" said the man, named Ardiansyah.

"How's it?"ask the girl.

"I want you to approach someone and bring me something of hers" Ardiansyah said.

"What's? What - what the fuck, you don't be weird." Ziana refused.

"Dear baby, I need it so much"

"Tell your men, why should I"Ziana did not want to comply with her lover's request. How could he approach another man just to get an information.

"You are my lover and you cannot betray me. After all, my men are flat on the same guy."

"But..."

"Dear baby, say you love me."Ziana fell silent, she really did not know what to answer.

~_~

Arsen Marvino, a mob boss who is deeply feared by everyone. Cold and stern face. Proud and cruel are all his hallmarks.

Who doesn't know Arsen the cold-blooded mafia. So many people are looking for traces of his crimes. But, unfortunately the more the person digs. And the deeper he was buried in his own quarry.

Today Arsen intends to visit a bungan shop that is famous for the beauty of flowers.

Arsen visited the store with such a strict escort. He never misses with his bodyguards.

Arsen stopped his car at the flower shop he was in, looking around. With a haughty step he stepped in, and looked at every corner of the store as well as every type of flower that was inside the store.

"Excuse me sir, how can I help you?"ask someone Arsen believes to be the store clerk.

"I want to find a flower, a white rose. Is there?"Arsen looked at the girl.

"So, how much do you need?"tabya the girl was on Arsen when the man was cool to see the flowers.

"Look, I want you to decorate a room with those white roses. Can it?"

The girl who was none other than Ziana frowned in surprise.

"Sorry sir, do you just want another rose color too? I think if the color of the rose is white, it will only look ordinary. How about we mix it with a red rose, I think the color will look very sweet" Ziana said.

Arsen looked at her sharply, with Arsen's stern gaze pulling Ziana into his arms.

"What's your business? Your job is to design the room!"Arsen threw Ziana's body.

With his broad steps Arsen left Ziana who was still silently staring.

~_~

Ziana who was very happy to get so many bungan orders. He prepared it as best he could. And it turns out that Arsen is going to make his sister's birthday in a building.

With great heart Ziana prepared everything. Ziana added some of her favorite flowers, namely red roses. She loved the flower so much and in every bouquet she would definitely add a sprig of red roses.

"Just a few stalks and it won't be a big deal instead of his "murm.

Arsen came to visit the building, he smiled satisfied to see the decor of the room, as requested. He walked in search of Ziana the flower girl.

"How's mister? Are you satisfied with the decor?"ziana asked as she looked at Arsen who was walking over to her.

"Lumayan" replied Arsen indifferently. Ziana pursed her lips hearing Arsen's reply.

Bringing Arsen to see - see. The man stopped his steps, when he saw that there were some red roses.

"Why is there a red one? Didn't I ask for all the white ones?"asked Arsen in a cold tone.

"Sorry sir, this has indeed become my trademark when decorating" Ziana replied.

"I don't care about that! Replace it!". Arsen said firmly.

"But sir..."

"Replace!!" cut it in a cold voice and looked at Ziana sharply.

"All right."

~_~

At 8 pm the event began, all the invited guests who came were amazed to see the decoration of the event. Everything looks so beautiful with white roses.

Tonight is Arsen's sister's birthday party, Tasya Marvino. Arsen's favorite sister is most fond of White roses. Arsen chose the concept of black and white party. White with invitations that must wear black.

"Thank you my dear brother, the party is beautiful" said Tasya hugging the brother. Arsen just smiled as he kissed his sister's forehead.

"Enjoy your time, you'll be back" Arsen said.

"Hurry back, I won't cut the cake without you beside me" Tasya said.

"Yes, I know." Arsen stepped away, meeting one of his invited guests.

"Welcome sir, I didn't expect you to be here tonight" Arsen said in a speech to his guests.

"We won't be able to miss this incredible party" replied One of the men in front of Arsen.

Arsen smiled, and they started talking.

Not far from where Arsen and his guest were standing, a man from a distance was silent watching Arsen. He smiled with satisfaction at Arsen who was like he was being eaten in his trap.

"You will soon be in my arms Arsen Marvino" he muttered with a sinister smile.

~_~

As usual Ziana was busy taking care of the flowers that had just come. Today Ziana ordered so many flowers, because after she finished decorating the show the haughty man (Arsen) was immediately empty.

"Huft, it feels like my waist is going to break" he murmured as he stood up from his seat. Ziana is so exhausted. A day of work without a break.

"When are you going to work like this?"ask someone from the doorstep.

Zania turned her head, she smiled as her best friend Ziana visited her.

"You're home from work? Come in. I'll make you some really good tea" Ziana said.

Pamela, come in and approach Ziana. "Sit down first, I want to wash my hands first" Ziana said. Pamela nodded, while waiting for Ziana Pamela decided to tour her best friend's bubga shop.

"She was really hardworking, but this was once just a big store" Pamela said.

Now look, thanks to the hard work of Ziana has succeeded in making this store the largest florist and the most interested florist in every circle.

"Na, I have good news for you" Pamela said as she watched Ziana who had just come out of the toilet.

"What's? " tanya Ziana, walk towards the dispenser and will make tea for Pamela.

"My boss wants to order 1000 stalks of white roses" Pamela said happily.

"Waw really?"tanya Ziana did not believe it.

'Why today so many people order white roses' lirih Ziana in heart.