Chasing the Love of Nadira

Suspicious

In Arkana's room.

Arkana is seen sitting on the edge of her bed. One hand held a cell phone. Taped to the right side of her cheek. He was talking to someone on his cell phone.

A few time lapse. The phone was placed on a small table beside the bed. He looked agitated after receiving the call. I don't know what someone said in that call.

Both Arkana palms were wide enough to cover his face. Closing and suppressing his anxiety.

Downstairs Villa Arkana.

"Viola. You alone?"

Said the lady guest with a sweet smile. Acknowledging himself is Viola, in front of Nadira.

"Nadira."

She answered, shaking Viola's hand.

In a few seconds. Both are silent. Stare at each other. Tension began to build between them.

Viola flashed a smile on the tip of her lips. Try to remove this tense atmosphere.

Nadira replied with a bitter smile. He still felt strange, and confused from the arrival of this woman.

The two let go of each other's hands. Viola still maintained his friendly smile mode. Nadira could do nothing more. In addition to replying to him with friendly and sincere treatment.

"Where is Mr Arka's room?"

Ask Viola again. Made Nadira take a deep breath.

This is none of my business. Why should I be angry, because of the room. I don't know who this woman is either. Could be his girlfriend. Bodo is very.

"Hey. You daydreaming?"

The word Viola resuscitated Nadira from daydreams. With a few times waving his hands in front of Nadira's face.

"Huh. No. gabe. The room's upstairs. Let me show you "

"Let me alone. No need to bother you." Viola interrupted Nadira's unfinished words.

Soon Viola ran up the stairs. With a carefree and full of spirit. Her face looks so pretty and innocent.

Although Nadira. He began to feel uncomfortable with his feelings. Suspicion and disbelief began to drown him.

He tried to wake himself up. By patting his head slowly three times. "Conscious. Conscious. Conscious." As Nadira said, move his hand.

Nadira walks into the kitchen. His hand slowly opened the refrigerator. I took a bottle of mineral water from it. Then a few times, he gulped it down. The mineral water was quite helpful, to clear his mind.

A few minutes later.

Nadira was sitting on the couch in the tv room. Several times he changed the chanel on that screen. His hands were very agile pressing the small buttons on the remote.

This time he stopped. Start watching the show on the tv screen.

After a few seconds. Nadira pressed the off button. Watching the tv shows made him even more frustrated. Now his face looks more agitated. 

Nadira's gaze led to the stairs. He was eager to climb the stairs one by one. To go to the second floor and go to Arkana's room. But there was doubt that held him back.

Jakarta. Arkana Company.

Beni just came out of the meeting room followed by several other employees. His phone in his pants pocket vibrated. Beni's hand immediately reached into his pants pocket. Immediately answered the phone call after looking at the screen of his phone.

"Now? Why?" Beni asked, suddenly stopping her steps. He was shocked by the news he heard.

Without giving a reason. Suddenly Arkana tells Beni to go to Island B. Beni still has two days left to complete his duties at the Company.

But the orders of Lord Arkana are not disputed. At the latest tonight, Beni should have arrived at Island B.

Arkana Villa.

Nadira's feet slowly began to climb the stairs. Step by step, he began to resolve towards Arkana's room.

"Ohh.. Ahhhhh. Oh hm." oh."

The strange sound was very clear in Nadira's ears. His voice came from Arkana's room. His heart is getting riled up now.

Nadira stopped his steps. He was standing right in front of Arkana's bedroom door. The hand that turned the door. Instantly stop.

Nadira's vision was suddenly empty. In his mind, there were a lot of questions. What are these two guys doing in there? Did they do that? Are they both dating?

Nadira breathed a heavy-looking sigh. Shu'uzhon's mind began to drown itself.

His body was as still as a statue in front of the door of the room. Nadira's palms began to get wet from sweat. Suspicion filled his mind. The mixed feelings made him worry.

Nadira falls down, into Arkana's room. As Viola suddenly pulled the door firmly from within. Inadvertently Nadira's body was attracted to the door.

"You! What are you doing at the door?"

Viola asked who saw Nadira fall on her knees in front of her. Actually the door was unlocked, and Viola deliberately pulled the door with all his might. Viola knew Nadira's whereabouts early.

"Huh? There's no."

Nadira immediately got up from the floor. He patted his knees slowly, which had just hit the floor. The pain is not too pronounced. But the shame was, really felt.

"I just want- "Nadira rolled her eyeballs. His brain was thinking hard to find an excuse.

"Why what?" Ask Viola seriously.

"Wind. Want to offer a drink to you, Mr Arka's guest?"

"Ha, yes. Offering drinks?" Nadira started to smile. Trying to hide his anxiety.

"Then, where's the drink?"

Viola asked, as he did not see the drink Nadira was referring to.

"Huh?" Die me. The mind of Nadira who just realized if the reason was so fake.

"I just wanted to ask. What do you like to drink?" Nadira answered quickly. Not forgetting the friendly tone.

"God." Viola shook his head slowly. As if knowing about the drama made by the woman in front of him.

"Orange juice." Viola replied seriously.

"OKAY. I'll make it for you."

Nadira immediately turned around. Go to the kitchen to make juice drinks for Viola.

But intentionally. Viola caught Nadira's arm. Withholding Nadira's departure, from the room.

"You haven't left yet?"

Ask Arkana, who had just walked out of the bathroom.

I am not aware of Nadira's whereabouts.

"Yet. ART anyway you want to make me a drink." Viola replied as he stared intently with a smile at Nadira. "Yes, right?" Her impression again with a suppressed tone of speech.

Nadira's eyes widened. He's feeling restless. Quickly he returned a smile to Viola. "Yes." Yeah." Nadira answered briefly.

"Then let me make it first." Nadira pressed Viola's hand. To release his arm.

Viola grinned in pain and slashed his hands quickly.  "Crazy girl. Very strong power. My hands hurt."

"No need." Arkana.

Stopping Nadira's steps.

"Again, he doesn't like orange juice. Make milk tea for him. After he drinks, tell him to leave immediately." Imbuh Arkana is still busy wearing a white shirt with short sleeves. He did not look at the two women at all. Still busy fixing his appearance in front of the big mirror.

Nadira immediately set foot, leaving Arkana's room. After arriving in the kitchen. Prepare ingredients to make milk tea. Taken the ice mold container from inside the frezeer. Ice was taken out of the mold. Then put it in an empty glass. Ready-made milk tea is slowly poured into a glass filled with ice.

Milk tea is done. Nadira brought the drink with him, to give it to Viola. Just a step away from his position. Viola was seen approaching him.

Viola walked over to Nadira. His arrival made the atmosphere become quiet. These two women only looked at each other as their distance got closer.

Viola gave a smile as he was already standing in front of Nadira.

Nadira has a cold face.

Viola looked at the milk tea that Nadira had brought. I wanted to get the glass out of Nadira's hand. But Nadira quickly shifted the position of his hand. Viola's smile faded. I was annoyed by Nadira's behavior.

Nadira walks to the dining table. Dropped his body into one of the chairs surrounding the table. From where he sat, he saw Viola slowly approaching. The woman sits in a chair, which is directly opposite Nadira.

"Is there anything you want to ask? Say it. Then I'll be happy to answer honestly." Viola said casually.

But not as relaxed as Viola, Nadira was already burning with jealous flames. Make his emotions overflow and think shallowly. It's just that he himself didn't realize that. Nadira just wants to do and hear, what he wants to do and hear.

"You're jealous of me? are you Arka's boyfriend?" Ask Viola.

"Yes. I'm jealous of you two. But I don't think about the guy up there. I hate him!" I really want to say this. But my mouth feels locked. I can't control this feeling anymore.

I HATE THOSE WHO ARE UNFAITHFUL WITH ONE HEART.