Antagonist Husband

Antagonist Husband
Chapter 36. Bringing Dinner.



Arkan walked into a hidden place in his study.


The room!


In the Arkan Workspace there is a room hidden behind a large closet containing books.


The room was created by Arkan himself to escape his father Wilson.


Arkan used to be a slacker, he was always ogah-ogahan if asked to continue his Papah Company.


He'll be leaving for the Office just to avoid Wilson's rant and once it gets to the Office, Arkan slept all day in the hidden room without Wilson and Ken was the one doing all the tasks Wilson gave him.


But as time went on, Arkan changed and appreciated more of what Wilson gave him


Even more so, when he realized that money was everything.


With money and power, everything will go smoothly.


He was able to get Diamonds from his competition with Jay even after he was officially appointed as President of the Company.


Making Arkan judge everything would be easy he got with money and power.


Arkan easily pressed the large Wardrobe that became the entrance of his room with just one hand


The closet turned and Arkan went into his room.


He kept some of his personal belongings there.


A few minutes later he came out with a light blue shirt in his hand.


"Sir, what's that shirt for?" asked Ken who was increasingly confused by Arkan's behavior.


"Are we not going to be late! so my appearance must be maximal, no, the shirt I wear is already from the morning so I have to replace it" said Arkan and immediately changed clothes.


"We're just overtime sir, not wanting to meet an important guest, so you don't have to change your shirt."


"Usually you're the hardest if you're told to change clothes."


"You how's Ken? You're usually the one who's always busy so that I always look good, because I've always been the center of attention, but why are you doing this now!"His protest.


"Yes you're right! I'm sorry."


"Just be to you sir."


Arkan glanced at the Clock on his wrist.


"Ken, what time have you seen this?"


"18:00, you don't worry sir, there are still 30 minutes left for us to start work."


"That's not what Ken means!"


"Then?"


"It's been 10 minutes, from the 20 minutes you said," Arkan reminded Ken.


And the super-sensitive man understood what Arkan meant.


"Right, there's still 10 minutes left for Miss Tiara to get to the Office."


"Hurry and wait at the entrance!" tell Arkan, which surprised Ken!


"What! You're asking me to welcome Miss Tiara?"


"Open to welcome, who he should be welcomed, I just told you to bring him here, because I only need the food he brought," Arkan said.


"Okay, it's just the food!"


"Alright then, I'll just take your dinner, then ask Miss Tiara back."


"It's not like that Ken! He's the one who's got to deliver himself here."


"Leave a word if you want to meet Miss Tiara, why is it so hard."


"Well I will immediately go down and welcome to come Mrs Arkan Argani," Ken said by affirming the name of Mrs Arkan Argani.


Ken came out and immediately went down to the ground floor to greet Tiara.


"Why does he look so upset!" Arkan muttered, staring at Ken's departure.


After Ken's out!


Arkan is alone.


He was getting more wrong after changing the shirt with blue.


It seems Arkan is less than satisfied!


He felt that his appearance was not perfect and the man decided to go back into the room and sort the shirt with another color.


After 3 minutes.


Arkan was finally able to decide what color he would use.


And Arkan's choice fell on the white shirt that had always been his mainstay.


After changing the shirt for the umpteenth time, Arkan was satisfied with his current appearance.


While glancing he was amazed at his own shadow.


"You are perfect and wonderful."


After all the Perfects!


Like a Brand Ambassador!


Arkan sprayed it with style and passion.


Though he only wanted to overtime, but why should he stir like that.


Is it true that the reason is only because of overtime?


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As per Ken's estimate.


Tiara arrived at the office in the 20th minute.


"Good night Miss!" Ken lowered his head.


"Good night too Ken," Tiara approached and whispered to Ken, "please don't behave like that, I'm so embarrassed and uncomfortable."


Of course Tiara is uncomfortable because many pairs of eyes are paying attention to it.


"I'm sorry if my attitude makes you feel uncomfortable Miss, but this has all been my duty and an example for my other work in order to honor you as Mrs Arkan in this office."


" You're overdoing it, Ken,"


Tiara handed the Paper Bag to Ken.


"It's dinner for Arkan and also for you, please give it to him" Tiara said.


"You better give it to Mr. Arkan yourself."


"It's almost nightfall, I have to get back to my contract as there are some items I have to pick up there."


"That can be done tomorrow Miss, most importantly now, you must deliver the dinner to Mr. Arkan first, so that I am not adversely affected."


"Bad impact! Meanin?"


"Someday you'll understand that, now! please Miss enter a special elevator to go to Mr. Arkan's room!" Ken allowed but a little forceful, so that Tiara quickly climbed to the top floor where the Arkan Room was located.


After getting out of the elevator


Ken immediately pushed Tiara into Arkan's room.


"Ken, how about you just bring this inside,"Tiara asked Ken again to bring the food.


"Miss, please ease my business today."


"What!"Tiara's confused.


"Easy! you just go inside and give that to Mr. Arkan, it's been a big help to me today."


Without knocking Ken pushed the door.


"Master, Miss Tiara came to bring you dinner!"


The master who was sitting leaning on his chair only glanced at Ken for a moment.


Because Arkan's appearance is very, very different from what he usually makes


Ken was fascinated by that perfect figure.


It was like a dazzling light in Ken's eyes.


Ken stepped his foot deeper inside


and something so stinging pierced his sense of smell that it sputtered into his brain and heart.


"This scent? this is my Perfume Fragrance!"


Ken looked at Arkan sharply and rebuked the man inwardly.


"Sir, what are you doing with my Perfume?"


Like two bodies of one soul, Arkan answers Ken's inner questions.


"I'm just using a little bit of your Perfume to refresh this room Ken."


"Little! not even 10 bottles would be enough to make this Room like a Perfume Shop."


"You can't be stingy like that to me Ken, I'll replace it 1000x fold."


Ken threw away his marked face ending their inner debate.


Tiara who was tailing behind Ken also felt the masculine Aroma of Vanilla stinging down his nose.


"Why does it smell so good here, I'm like I'm in a flower shop."


The smell of the room made Tiara almost choke.


"Send him in and put the food on the table, Ken," said Arkan, who was still faithful in his sitting position as indifferent and indifferent to the arrival of Tiara, in his heart he was half dead.


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