Prisoner of Love Casanova

CHAPTER 34

After a week of rest, Arsen and Anindya finally returned to Indonesia. The aircraft that became their main vehicle to arrive in their own country landed perfectly at Soettaa International Airport.

Anindya and Arsen have been awaited by the driver of Arsen's invitation so they do not need to linger waiting. 

During the trip, Anindya just kept quiet even dominant Arsen who seemed to seek his attention. Arsen looked comfortable leaning on his shoulder.

"Assa, when's your belly big like the guy across there?" tanya Arsen pointed at the pregnant woman across the street.

"Heum .. maybe the age of the mother's womb is already 8 months, that means I need about 5 months more." Anindya answered counting with her finger.

"Never go, Assa. Never leave me, let alone separate me from my son. I love you." Arsen looked into Anindya's eyes.

Anindya was fixated on hearing Arsen's words, instinctively cupping her hand in the man's face and smiling.

"Me too, sir." Reply Anindya sincerely.

"I am also what Assa?" tanya Arsen scattered the daydream of Anindya who was imagining something.

Anindya regained her senses, the smile on her face slowly fading away as she returned to the fact that she was only imagining the expression of love that Arsen was making. A guy like Arsen wouldn't possibly love a girl like him.

"N-no." Anindya lirih replied.

Arsen frowned, he was suspicious but had no intention of asking. Until finally Arsen chose to sleep with his head leaning on Anindya's shoulder.

While Anindya who felt the burden of Arsen on her body then turned her head, she saw Arsen who was asleep so calm. For years, he never cared about matters of the heart, but now for the first time he feels the name of love.

Stupid, really. Anindya is the strangest woman to be able to love a man like Arsen just because of the man's sweet treatment and attention over the past few days especially in her pregnancy. But when his brain began to run, only then did he realize that he should not love Arsen who even just consider his a friend 'bed'.

Anindya wiped her tears, the attention and affection that Arsen gave during his time in Mexico managed to destroy all the hatred that existed before. Crazy one? Just say so, but this possibility is all still related to the baby in the womb.

"I just wish my feelings could go away, sir. I don't want heartache, all this time I've been keeping it so much that I don't get crushed when I lose." Anindya's mind ends with a slow breath.

It did not feel like they finally reached the Arsenic residence that Anindya lived in as well. Anindya wakes Arsen up and the man easily wakes up.

As they got out of the car, Arsen's gaze turned flat and cold towards the two women who were standing in front of his porch.

"Ohh Lucifer my boy!!!" squealing an aged woman yet still looks so beautiful.

"How are you, boy?" she asked the woman to hug Arsen but was refused.

"What's the matter here, Mom?" Asked Arsen in a hostile tone.

(What are you doing here?)

"Lucifer, why talk to mom like that?" Ask the woman who turns out to be Arsen's real mother, Madam Meena.

(Lucifer, who is this woman?)

"I'm tired, can you please not keep asking." Answer Arsen accordingly.

"Lucifer!" reprimand Madam Meena firmly.

"Boy, who's that woman?" madam asked a glance at Anindya whose hand was held by Arsen.

"You don't need to know" replied Arsen, then pulled Anindya's hand and brought her in.

When passing by a beautiful bule woman, Arsen looked unmoved and continued his steps. Can Anin clearly see that the woman looked adoring to Arsen and looked at her cynically.

"Sir, the lady just now-" Anindya's words were cut off as Arsen tightened his hand.

While Arsen brought Anindya to his room, on the lower floor there is Madam Meena with a beautiful woman named Clara Adelin, a famous model from Australia more precisely is the country where Arsen's parents live.

"Mom, Who is that woman?" Ask Clara directly.

(Mother, who was that woman?)

"Don't worry, I'm sure it's just Lucifer's bit*h." Madam Meena replied, Even though the truth is thrown.

(Don't worry, I'm sure it's just Lucifer's j*lang)

Clara nodded her head, not liking the simple woman who looked so close to her Arsen. Yes, Arsen was a man of his heart for a long time, but even though Arsen was famous for Casanova's attitude, not once did the man want him even though he had been flirting.

After this do not need to use English dialogue yes, because honestly I also can not too😭🤣

To be continued