Throne Heir

The 199th eps

Security squeezed the bell located in the upper right corner of the main door, a few seconds apart, a middle-aged maid was seen swiftly opening the door. The look in his eyes instantly caught a figure that was so unfamiliar yet felt familiar to him. For a moment he was silent with a gaze that continued to investigate towards Arsen, ranging from head to toe.

"Good day." Sapa Arsen then began to show a faint smile.

Seeing Arsen's smile, suddenly the two eyeballs that had been staring at him suddenly rounded, then accompanied by a grinning smile as if getting an answer to his curiosity since then.

"Gosh, is that really you? Young master Arsen Lim? Miss Rachel's husband??"

"Yes right, this is young master Arsen." Quickly answer security.

While Arsen, he only widened his smile even more.

"I really didn't expect, it turns out that I'm quite well known here." Chirps later.

"Haaiis, akan keterlaluan rasanya jika kami tidak mengenali suami dari majikan sendiri, meskipun ini pertemuan pertama kita, tapi foto anda sudah pernah beberapa kali kami lihat tuan muda."

"really?"

"Hehehe yes, introduce young master, I am Rossalie the senior servant in this house."

"Hi, nice to meet you."

"So did I, so happy to finally meet you in person, which turned out to be ten times more handsome when compared in photos." Rossalie replied as if so staring amazed Arsen's face.

"Ah yes, let's go in young master, please come in, gosh how can I let you linger outside when the air is cold like this." Rossalie immediately flinched from her slump with Arsen's face, and hurried to get Arsen inside.

"Well young master, please come in and relax first, I have to go back to the post immediately."

"Oh ok, thank you very much."

Arsen slowly entered, for the first time, he stepped foot to enter the house of his father-in-law who was so calm and comfortable.

"Sit down young master," The waiter directs Arsen to sit on a vintage sofa.

"Thank you."

"You can wait a minute, I'll make you a drink. Oh yeah, what do you want to drink? A tea? A coffee? The wine? Or juice?"

"Anything, origin is not too troublesome."

"Oh good young master."

The waiter left, too,

"Oh yeah," said Arsen suddenly.

The waiter immediately stopped his steps and immediately turned around.

"When you wait, can I take a look?"

"Of course young master, isn't this also your home?"

"Oh well, thank you." Arsen smiled again.

Arsen got back up from his seat, stepping slowly down every corner of the room around him. His steps suddenly came to a halt as he arrived at a room, a room that looked like a family room, there was a sideboard with many picture frames on it. Arsen's gaze was drawn towards the sideboard, then he approached the sideboard and began to look at one by one the photos on display. And one of them is a photo of when Rachel was little, when Rachel still had cheeks that were so chuby and adorable, in the photo Rachel looks so bright was playing snow with her thick coat, absolutely adorable.

Arsen grabbed the frame, looked at it for a moment and then started smiling.

"An adorable bakpao cheek." He muttered alone.

Satisfied to see the face of little Rachel who so missed, he put the picture frame back to where it came from. At the same time, the waiter, who had promised to make him a drink, had now come with his promise, a warm cup of jasmine-scented tea along with a plate of cookies he had served on the table.

"Young master." Call the waiter.

"Yes." Yeah." Arsen replied as he looked towards the owner of the voice.

"The drink is ready."

"Oh, be good." Arsen stepped back to the sofa where he first sat.

"Please young master."

Arsen began to brew calmly the tea, the aroma of jasmine is quite strong, quite successfully reduced jatlagnya due to 15 hours at height.

"Thank you, the tea's really good, man,"

"It's one of the must-have drinks in this house, Ms. Shea really likes it."

"Oh so it looks." Arsen widened his smile.

"Oh young master, did the guard say that Miss Rachel went with the lady??"

"Ah yes, that is also what I want to ask, where are they going? Was long?"

"So you don't know??"

"How do I know??" Arsen asked confusedly.

"Eemm, they're going to the edge of Paris, where they have a Villa that Mr. Martin just bought, where they're going to stay for a few days."

"Villa's? Are they celebrating something?"

"Not a celebration, but refreshing, Miss Rachel seems to fall down since coming back here, she rarely even leaves the room, it's enough to make all the residents of this house anxious."

"really?"

"Yes, but thank God, today I finally saw you coming here, and it was enough to make me feel relieved."

"Well, then I'll be there soon." Arsen got up quickly.

"Wait for young master."

"Why?"

"You don't have to bother, there's still a driver in the house, and I'm sure he can get you to your destination."

"Ah well done, then where is she?"

"Attent."

And it didn't take long, Rossalie came back with a middle-aged man who turned out to be her own husband.

After a brief acquaintance, in addition to Arsen who did not want to waste more time, he immediately decided to go after Rachel.

The driver seems to have been good at driving, until when Arsen asked him to increase the speed, without hesitation he did it calmly. Intending to release fatigue in the car that had been quiet since earlier, the driver began to play a radio to kill the silence at that time.

Incidentally, the first radio broadcast he played was a news story about the weather in the city of Paris, which turned out later in the afternoon to start snowing after the last few years did not happen.

"Well, the first snow will fall later in the afternoon young master, finally." Knock on the driver with a faint smile.

"First snow??"

"Yes, young master, after the last few years of snow did not fall in the city of Paris, it is finally back down. Usually the first snow will be used as the most romantic moment for residents here."

"Oh so it looks." Arsen only smiled faintly, then his eyes again looked at the street from the windowpanes.

In his mind when he wondered, would he again feel the romantic moment with Rachel, would Rachel would accept his arrival.

Until unknowingly, Arsen went back to sleep, he was completely exhausted, upon arrival in Paris, he had not even had a chance to rest a little, once out of the airport, the main destination was Rachel's house, and the, there's nothing else.

Until suddenly, Arsen flinched when in front of him clearly plastered the driver's face, Arsen was surprised and immediately straightened his body.

"Sorry young master, you fell asleep and looked very good at all,"

"Oh yeah, it's okay, thanks for waking me up." Arsen answered while rubbing his face.

"Where are we? Why stop?" Ask Arsen again.

"Indeed we should stop young master, because we've arrived."

"Have you arrived??!" Both of Arsen's eyes immediately dodged and instantly immediately glanced around him.

And sure enough, outside the window is clearly visible an ivory-white classic building, there are many white pigeons perched on the roof.

"This is the Villa, young master,"

Arsen slowly got out of the car, when he arrived, the day in fact had begun to evening, the color of the sky was no longer light blue as before, but began to turn yellow orange, orange, the cold air is more clearly piercing the bone, the wind that blows also adds to the coolness in the body that is feeling the nestapa.

Arsen was silent for a moment, looking at a building in which he believed he was already a woman he loved so much.

"Rachel, it's me, I'm coming, for you!" Arsenic murmured in the heart.

"Do I need to take you to the young master?" That question also jolts Arsen's daydream.

"No need, let me just." Answer Arsen quickly.

"Well, before it gets dark, I'd better get back to Paris right now."

"Yes, I'd better, and this..." Arsen handed some money to the driver.

"Oh god, is that young master?"

"Just a few tips for you."

"Well, thank you so much young master."

Arsen also nodded.

Before long the sedan car passed away, leaving the Villa yard is quite spacious, leaving Arsen who is still standing, alone in the midst of a gust of wind that increasingly feels cold.

Arsen let out a long sigh, then began to wear a black coat that he had only been holding from the beginning. Slowly he began to step up, approaching the Villa, his pace gradually slowed as he got closer to the main door.

Even he had not had time to arrive at the door, the snow began to fall, little by little touching the surface of the Arsen lecturer who had felt cold from the beginning.

Arsen's steps stopped for a moment, his head began to look up to the sky, looking at the increasingly heavy snow falling to the earth.

"This is the first snow?" Arsen murmured inwardly as he continued to raise his head.

He was sculpting, letting the ice grains touch the soft face that had been untouched for a long time, he was really enjoying it, enjoying the moment where the first snow fell. Before long, a voice from the door that was deliberately opened was heard, Arsen was surprised and immediately turned to look at the door.

At that moment Shea was seen appearing, he initially wanted to see the first snow fall, but when he saw the figure before him, his intentions had already changed, instead of seeing snow, instead of seeing snow, even then he was made so astonished to see the presence of someone so unexpected.

"Ar, Arsen Lim." Said slowly.

"Auntie."

Arsen approached Shea.

"Ka, are you here??"

"Yes aunt, I came for Rachel, where is she?" Tanya Arsen was impatient.

"Why?? Why now?" Now the look on Shea's face instantly turned cynical.

"Auntie, please! Auntie can be mad at me, tell me anything, but please do that later, after I meet Rachel. Now please tell me, where's Rachel aunty." Arsen held both of Shea's arms, and looked so begging to her.

Making Shea pause for a moment as her hands pointed towards the back door that was opening without making the slightest sound.

Arsen looked at the door, then he smiled briefly and rushed towards the door.

"Thank you so much aunt."

"Wait!" Call Shea without looking back at Arsen.

Arsen quickly stopped his steps.

"After this, don't expect you to escape my rampage, you hear it's Arsen Lim!!"

"Do as you please to me auntie, I won't mind!" Replied Arsen who then immediately continued his steps.

Arsen quickly stepped foot through several rooms until he finally arrived at the door that connects to the Villa's backyard. As it turns out, the backyard is no less spacious than the front yard, even at the back, there are many small lights that add to the sparkle, which is glittering, Martin deliberately made it because later they would often make a party in the backyard.

It was getting darker, in the middle of the courtyard there was a chair, in the chair it was seen there was a woman, a woman who was sitting on her back to Arsen, and she was sitting, his head was looking up as if he was staring at the sky, letting the snowflakes touch his face.

Arsen smiled as he looked at the woman's back, his soul was completely relieved when he could finally look back at that back, the back he was so familiar with, he said, the back that he had previously stroked and he squid, of course he poult, who else the owner of the back if not Rachel, his own wife.

...Seriate......