The Struggle of Love Arsyad
Chapters. 18

Arsyad tapped on his desk watching what Priska Oktaviani was doing. It's like he doesn't have a job more important than that.

Although Priska does that, just a mere pleasantry and do not want to be labeled arrogant. It is only natural that they chat to relieve their fatigue.

"Pratiwi I believe with that very you, from the look of your eyes it proves that you are Pratiwi Andien Utomo my future wife companion of my life,"

"Neli please order Priska Oktaviani in the officer girl section to immediately face my room" he ordered Arsyad.

"Okay sir" he replied Nely Alfian.

"It looks like pranking him this time is good also mumpung again time break to relieve my fatigue," his great-grandson Arsyad Shafiyyur Rahmany.

A few minutes later, the door was knocked by someone from outside.

"Lake in!" He shouted from the inside when he had pressed the lock automatically open from the entrance of his room.

Nely left as soon as Priska was already in the room. But, Nely took to whispering the words into Priska's ear.

"Pris don't make our superiors angry well, if necessary follow all his wishes so that we all survive his anger," whispered Neli Alfin before leaving the room with Arsyad and Priska just alone.

Arsyad stared deeply and fixedly at Priska's face which began to bow her head.

"If you're around me, I'm asking you never to bow your gaze down because I'm not under you right now,"

Priska reflexively lifts her head upward. Arsyad who saw that immediately smiled.

"A obedient girl, that's what you should do if we were alone, because I want to see the beauty of your face,"

Prisca was surprised by all the words that Arshad said. Priska sat down quietly and with her henchmen, while Arsyad began to take his work seriously without saying a word.

"Oh my God, why do I feel this kind of atmosphere I have felt before, this kind of dejavu feeling somehow when it happened, I saw his calm face, he said, shady and indescribable about what she felt was able to make me drown in feelings that were hard for me to express," Priska's bath that held onto her chest.

Until a few minutes later, they were still like that in a state of silence without anyone opening their voice to speak. While Arsyad occasionally noticed Priska who was silent sculpting.

"Pris, please make me a drink" he ordered

Priska who heard the order from her boss immediately stood up from her seat. He wanted to walk outwards precisely in the company's pantry.

"Where are you going?" Ask Arsyad.

"Said you were going to make a drink, so surely I'm going to the pantry except here there is a kitchen so, I don't have to bother to walk outside, I'm going to walk outside, ensngny in here is the kitchen? So you stopped my step?"

Arsyad smiled always showing his smile when going to talk with Priska Oktaviani or Pratiwi Andien who he always did as before if alone.

"Just exactly what you say, you walk to the left and turn the urn then the kitchen will be visible" he suggested.

Prisca did not want to delay any longer, he immediately did what Arshad instructed without hesitation and many thoughts. The reading cabinet is split and looks very elegant mini kitchen, clean and neatly arranged and complete facilities.

Priska stopped again to continue her journey," I'm sorry you want to drink what?"

"What matters is your own hand that makes it," Arsyad said without moving his gaze from the file he had been reading back and forth.

Priska walked into the kitchen, instead of directly carrying out the orders of his boss but, he took the time to understand the grandeur of the minimalist kitchen.

"O Allah is beautiful, if any rich person can do it" Prisca's great-grandson.

Arsyad silently watched what Priska was doing. He smiled at Priska's behavior.

Priska made the drink according to what was in her mind, she did not ask at all because the result would be the same, not getting any clues or answers.

Priska carries a tray containing a glass of warm drink that still emits puffs of smoke and jars of biscuits. He immediately put the drink in front of Arsyad in a safe place to avoid the pile of files.

"Please sir, drink to love what I make" he said Priska.

"Thank you a lot of drinks I wish I liked, if I like the drinks you make I will give you a big bonus for your special this month,"

What Arsyad explained just now made Priska's heart happy. The look on his face immediately shone brightly.

"Thankful Thank God if it's like that sir because honestly I really need money for my mother's operating costs in the village," explained Priska who was always open and did not cover her happiness with anyone.

Arsyad was filled to see the happiness that emanated from the face of the woman he loved so much.

"Pray that you can get it and the results will be found out if I have tasted this liquor" he concluded.

"Amin, I hope you like."

Arsyad began to touch the glass and was shocked to see the drink in the cup. All as before, the drink he always made for Arsyad if he met him at his uncle's house Budi Jaya sir. Arsyad without a doubt sipped the tea to the toilet.

"It feels right, the heat is also not excessive, the aroma is very fragrant," he said Arsyad after finishing the tea.

Priska who had the look of her face was tense, afraid, anxious now replaced after hearing various compliments uttered by Arsyad for drinks that he managed to make in accordance with his feelings only.

"I'm not wrong if she's my Pratiwiku, she's my future wife because only Tiwi knows the habits that are often done by me, Hanifah's aunt just doesn't know," Arsyad sat down while tasting the chocolate biscuits.

"So how the result is sir, can I get a bonus like you promised before?"

"No problem, you get an extra bonus this month and I still have a task for you if, tomorrow morning you make me a meal that I like I will add your bonus again, do you agree?" Arsyad again continued to sip his almost cold tea.

Hearing the words of her superior, Arsyila was very happy, because she received a lot of gifts. His two eyeballs shone brightly as the morning dew as bright as the sun.

"Oh Allah, if it goes on like this I can pay off the debt of father and mother so that I do not need to marry her son juragan," said Arsyla.

"If you come back to work tomorrow morning before I come the food I ordered you should be on my desk" said Arsyad, holding his chin up.

"Well Sir!" The cry of Priska who was so happy that the blaze of spirit was shown by Priska in front of her eyes Arsyad clasping his hands in front of his chest.

Arsyad smiled happily at what Priska was doing. Priska immediately walked outwards to resume her work to clean up the entire room that was delayed due to, her summoning of her by the CEO of her company.

Elsewhere, Arsyila was preparing to return home, after several hours of casual conversation with her old friend Arimbi since she was in a white-gray uniform. However, he noticed two small children sitting in contemplation and occasionally staring down the street.

"That Nanda beat, Ninda did what they did while her other friends were already home picked up by their respective families,"

Arsyla walked towards the twins with a big smile.

"Hey, I'm still playing here! Don't you want to go home to your mom and dad?" Ask Arsyla who was sitting next to Ninda.

"Eh there's a beautiful Aunty" cried the two who were very happy to see Arsyla again.

"Father out of the Aunty area, if Mama leaves she says she will never come home again" said Nanda who suddenly fell silent for a moment and her tears dripped down her cheeks.

Arsyla reflex hugged the bodies of the two children" patient well baby, if so aunty beautiful that will take you home, but must stop crying well."

"Horay!! Aunty was beautiful indeed, "the cry of the two who were very happy who before had a gloomy face.