Between Love and Obsession

ACDO Chapter. 47

Chapters. 47

Glazed by the morning sunlight that hit his face, Henry opened his eyes slowly. Staring nanar at a beautiful figure who was opening the window curtain of his room. So the sunlight entered through the window glass and woke him up.

"What time is it?" ask her then wake up leaning back on the head of the bed. While kneading the temples due to dizziness head effect of alcoholic beverages.

"It's nine in the morning" said Areta around the side of the bed. Then grab a glass filled with honey water on the nightstand.

Henry's surprised. "Why didn't you wake me?"

"sorry. But I saw you sleeping fast."

"You should wake me up. I have a lot of work to do today." She pulled the blanket, and got out of bed. However, when Areta thrust the glass filled with honey water to him.

"What's this?" tanyakanya.

"It's warm honey water to remove the effect. You were drunk last night. So I made this."

Henry didn't get it. He looked at the glass with mixed feelings. Atara was surprised, astonished, even pleased. Because it is a small form of concern from Areta.

"If you don't want to, that's okay. It's just honey, I don't mix poison. Yes it is." Turning her body, Areta was about to move as Henry prevented her.

Henry quickly held his hand. He turned around, "You don't want to drink my honey because you think I'm mixing this drink with poison, right?" insinuations.

And even published a smile on Henry's face.

"You just calm down. Even though I don't like you, but I'm not that bad until I have the thought of poisoning you. It's pure honey water, with no mixture other than honey," he said. Indeed, he had no experience about drinks to reduce the impact of alcohol. It is an initiative to search the internet. And only honey could he find the kitchen of the house.

He went to the kitchen early in the morning before the host woke up. And only Bi Lastri whom he met in the kitchen, was preparing breakfast for his master.

"Thank you." Henry said, looking up, looking softly at Areta's pair of shady eyes. Then he took a glass of honey water from Areta's hand. Sipped it until the toilet was not there. Then he returned the empty glass to Areta's hand.

"Areta," called him as Areta moved, about to leave the room. He got out of bed and approached Areta.

"Thank you" he said later.

"You said that already."

"What if I say it again?" Honestly his heart was happy to receive a little attention from Areta. He believes slowly Areta can definitely open her heart to him. He just needs to be patient for a little while.

"It's okay. I'm just making honey water anyway." Areta rubbed her nape, confused about what else to say. Because it is outside of his habits. If previously he had never cared about Henry's situation, but now somehow he did something beyond his reasoning. He hated that man. Men who like to take advantage of other people.

"Oh yeah, have you had breakfast?" ask Henry later. Because of the effects of the liquor he finally woke up a little late than usual. He then missed watching Areta. He even forgot that Areta didn't eat last night.

"Ep... Su_" Areta will leave. But the sound of his stomach suddenly protested. Do not want Areta to lie with the condition of her stomach that has not been filled since last night.

The sound of Areta's stomach rumbling also made Henry was alarmed instantly. Worried if later Areta falls ill because of holding back hunger.

Areta threw away a glance. To any place as long as it doesn't meet Henry's view. The sound of her stomach twitching embarrassed her a little. He hasn't eaten since last night. Even this morning Bi Lastri invited him to breakfast on Agatha's orders. But he refused, citing waiting for Henry to wake up. Because he still feels awkward being together with Agatha.

"Why don't you have breakfast with Mama. What if you get sick? Jesus, Areta. You're just making me anxious." Henry was panicked instantly. He immediately fell on Areta's wrist. Take him downstairs.

Up downstairs, he saw the dining table empty.

"Bi ... Bi Lastri," call Henry half-screaming.

Before long Bi Lastri came in a hurry.

"Yes, Den. Can I help you?" Bending down, Bi Lastri politely asked.

"Good, Den."

"Why doesn't anyone take my wife to breakfast? Are you trying to starve my wife?" Henry asked before Bi Lastri left.

"Henry," call Areta not to let Henry scold the middle-aged woman. He refused breakfast himself.

"Sorry, Den. Auntie had brought the lady breakfast. But the lady refused. He said he'd wait for Den Henry to wake up. Let him have breakfast with Den Henry, he said, ", said Bi Lastri.

"Certainly so?" While glancing at Areta with a thin smile engraved. One more thing that made her heart happy, Areta refused breakfast just for the sake of waiting for her.

Areta looks the wrong way. Wasting his face to avoid meeting Henry. Rubbing her nape, it was obvious that Areta felt awkward and embarrassed.

"Yes, it's Den."

"Yes already. Please prepare the food, Bi?"

"Good, Den." Bi Lastri headed for the kitchen.

After Bi Lastri Henry invited Areta to sit next to him. The one being invited even looks wrong. And for some reason his hatred for that man was not what it was. The hatred slowly began to fade. But that doesn't mean it's that easy to open your heart to her.

"So you've been waiting for me since? Why?" Henry opened the chat, looking at Areta with a seductive look. While carving a charming smile, a reflection of his happy heart.

"Who is waiting for you? I just feel disrespectful eating without an_" Areta stopped saying. He just realized, almost he called the word 'husband'.

"Without what?" Raising both eyebrows, Henry was very anxious to see Areta who was wrong in such behavior.

"I just don't feel polite eating alone without the host. That's it, nothing else. Naturally, since I'm just a guest in this house."

"Wife, Areta. You're my wife. It's not why you ate first without me. Because I also don't want you to get sick just because you're hungry."

Areta said no more words. Because there's no reason to dispute Henry's words. He chose to help Bi Lastri serve food on the table. Next he filled Henry's empty plate with food. Unconsciously he did that. Things he was used to doing when eating with Angga first.

Henry grinned to get such service from the special woman in his heart. He was very happy, but tried to hold back the happy overflow. If asked, if allowed, it would be like he hugged Areta tightly at this time. Gifts him a kiss of affection and a sincere thank you. But unfortunately he had to keep his wish.

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Coming late to the office, this was Henry's first time. A happy smile could not be separated from his face, from the moment he arrived at the office until Angga came to his room to submit a product sales report at the local market for several months passed.

Angga was astonished to even wonder to see the unusual facial water from his superiors. The face of the boss looked radiantly happy.

"This year our product sales exceeded our target. It's just right that Mr. Henry looks very happy. Because the sales of our products in Japan also increased rapidly," said Angga nudged, trying to find out what the exact cause of the boss looks happy.

"One of them is because of that" Henry said as he examined the report sheet by sheet.

"One of them? That means there's something else that makes Mr. Henry happy like this." Angga was getting curious, wanting to look further. Even his feelings began to calm down. Let's not assume it's true. If Henry's cause looks happy is ...

"My wife. This morning she was so sweet." Henry's smile grew even more when he remembered the anxiety of Areta's behavior this morning.

And the assumption of Angga was also true. Make him jealous for a moment.

"A-is Mr. Henry and Areta already... Already ..." Angga is not happy to ask that question directly. A question that is not ethical, because he wants to know about the relationship of the boss's bed with his ex-wife.

"Of course (of course). And that Areta turned out to be very agile." Henry replied. From his sentence alone he could already guess the meaning of Angga.

As a result, Angga could only fall silent, swallowing his saliva chelate. With a stifled shock, as well as a feeling of jealousy that began to sneak into the bottom of his heart.

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