The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

The Bald Snail

In apartment.

Kinar rang the bell many times, but still no one opened the door. He was more restless and agitated especially after contacting Arjun by phone, and still no response. Kinar panicked, afraid that anything would happen to the man.

"Alright, I'm aiming good." Kinar said slowly then pressed the button on the door lock screen and entered the password. Finish, the door opens by itself.

It's just dark. Netra Kinar couldn't see anything in there. Bad thoughts are of course getting worse. Kinar took a step towards the light from the room whose door was half-closed. He's really scared that Arjun is okay. Sure enough, when he opened the door, his eyes were perfectly patterned. Quickly he approached Arjun yeng lying on his back with his arms stretched out while his legs were still dangling at the side of the bed.

"Arjun," call Kinar with a quivering voice. He shook Arjun's shoulder which was still wearing clothes this afternoon. The bloodstains were still on the jacket and hands.

There was no response. The rocking kinar is getting tighter. "Arajun! Wakeup ...."

"So not runny. Is he not a lawyer?" Pale kinar. He patted his own cheek trying to ward off bad thoughts. Her trembling fingers were brought close to Arjun's nose. Luckily, the expressionless man was still breathing.

"Thank God."

Sighing with relief, Kinar placed his handbag and car keys on the nightstand and then approached Arjun again. He fixed the man's sleeping position with great difficulty. Finish. Arjun slept in the right position and the jacket was released.

Again, Kinar let out a long sigh, he rubbed his sweat that had been pouring out while enjoying Arjun's handsome face that was being closed, looking at him without blinking.

Kinar squatting. "You're handsome, Arjun. I'm totally hypnotized with you."

Suddenly the memory of being in the cinema looms again. Kinar smiled wryly. "I'll toughen up. I can get through this. Actually I'm scared. I'm afraid to expose my secret, Arjun. All these years I've kept. But after seeing you trying to protect me, I realized, if by staying still and running, all these problems and burdens will not be finished. I'll say the same papa. I'm gonna get that bad guy in jail, thanks for taking me."

Kinar smiled with relief. His eyes are still scanning Arjun's face. From forehead, nose to lips, everything is perfect.

However, Arjun's muttering voice jolted him. He closed his ears.

"Mil ... Melia ...."

Kinar's eyes immediately narrowed, he kept his face away while looking at Arjun's face. I swear, his chest began to rumble, as if there was a rumbling lightning in there.

"May ...." The name is on the air again. An anxious pinar immediately pinched the man's nose firmly. However, a second later his upset face turned into panic. His hands burned after touching Arjun's nose.

"Yarjun!" call him, "a hot castaga." Kinar patted the man's cheek again. His mind is back on fire.

"Arjun. Arjun. Arjun. Wake up!" he patted and continued to pat Arjun on the cheek loudly, hoping that the man would come to his senses. Luckily, those eyes started to blink and then smiled at him.

"Kinar, why are you here?" Arjun's raucous voice made Kinar feel relieved, even forgetting that a few seconds earlier he had been upset.

"Thank God, you're conscious." Kinar said while smiling with relief.

"What do you mean?" Trying to get up, Arjun looks at Kinar's face with clinging. "How did you get in here?"

Kinar did not answer. He backs Arjun with a pillow so he can be a little upright.

"Don't ask too many questions. You fever. We're going to the hospital, okay?"

Arjun. "Necessary. I'm just exhausted. A short rest will be healed."

"can't. You need to be treated. We're going to the hospital, okay?"

"Necessary. Mending you to go home."

"No way, Arjun. You are sick how can I leave you, while your condition is as severe as this?"

"I'm doing fine. Don't worry." Arjun smiled a little. "I'm really fine."

Kinar looked at the pale face of Arjun who insisted on not going to the hospital. "OK, if you don't want to go to the hospital at least take medicine."

Kinar's eyes glared sharply until Arjun involuntarily nodded in agreement.

"Where's the medicine box?" ask Kinar while standing from the side of the bed. His eyes scanned the spacious room.

"In the kitchen. In the third-most corner drawer."

Kinar rushed out and before long he arrived with a tray of water and medicine. Arjun refused, saying he was okay. However, Kinar continued to insist and after a long and fierce speech event, Arjun ended taking medicine and his eyes closed again.

Like a professional nurse, Kinar took care of Arjun so thoroughly. From wiping the blood— that had dried—from Arjun's knuckle to wiping the cold sweat that came out of the man's pores. Kinar did painstakingly. Even a thermometer is always within your grasp.

Her morning.

Waving her eyes repeatedly, Arjun felt numb at the wrist. How surprised he was when he found Kinar's gray hair directly hit the eyes. Arjun flinched for a second, before finally smiling comically.

"I thought it was Mak Lampir's hair. Jeez ...."

Arjun chuckled softly. Without him realizing the subtle movements make Kinar sitting down and make the back of his hand as a conscious pillow and raise the head. Arjun was clumsy and suddenly closed his eyes tightly.

Still opening his eyes, Kinar saw the clock on the nightstand while stretching the muscles of the body that seemed to crumble. Not to forget also mangap mouth accompanied by a long sigh. "It turns out it's six in the morning."

Kinar looked at Arjun's closed eyes and then landed his hand on the man's forehead. His smile was clearly engraved. "Thank God the fever has gone down. I better make him some porridge. He must be flabby because he didn't eat last night."

Getting out of the chair, Kinar then intends to step. However, vaguely sound vibrations from Arjun's jacket. The sense of the puck started to attack. He looked again at Arjun's closed face and smiled faintly.

"Arjun, I open your phone, huh?" kinar said in a soft voice.

"Yes, open it up, it's okay. I love you, too" he said with a heavy made-up voice. It was like Arjun.

Maddened. Arjun sat in with his eyes closed. While his lips are hard-earned he can not smile.

Meanwhile, Kinar, who is increasingly curious, reached into the jacket pocket and found Meli's name on the phone screen. His forehead frowned and then stared intently at Arjun.

"You're still in touch with your ex?" snarl. The phone call from Meli stopped and it was clear that the woman had contacted Arjun 36 times. Kinar's heart seemed to be sliced especially after remembering Arjun's delirium last night.

"Do you still love her? Are you going to turn him around?" kinar's smile looked bitter.

However, shortly after exhaling an irritated breath, a message entered the phone. The kepalang kinar was presumptuous to scroll the screen. There are so many messages from Meli. There are 30 unread messages. Luckily Arjun never opened it, a little reality made his heart feel relieved.

"The woman is really crazy" muttered Kinar softly. He opened the latest message that came in today. There are 6 messages.

[Arjun, I'm in Jakarta. We meet yes. I'd like to talk to you]

"Findings? Huh! God fucking. This woman is really bummer. You bald snail!" Kinar hissed annoyed, his heart suddenly hot but his cursed finger was still scrolling down.

[Furan, bales dong. Your time is so lost lupain me]

[I still love you, Arjun]

[Can't we start all over again?]

[Why are you cuekin me, anyway. Is it because of that crazy bule? What good is he trying? Take me everywhere. Aren't you ashamed to walk with him?]

[Fudanoyo. Dong bales!]

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