GIRL IN RED
CHAPTER 227. ARIMBI'S REJECTION
“Dion Harimurti! Are you crazy, huh?” Arimbi did not expect that such a suggestion would come out of Dion's mouth. Does she still want to dirty my chastity and force me to give birth to her child as well? Emir, it's true what you said about this jerk! Her thought.
Arimbi stared at Dion with a sharp dagger ready to split Dion's body into small pieces.
“I will never have children with you because you are not the man I like! And I'll never spend time liking a guy like you!” arimbi said again with anger. “I hate the most people who don't keep their promises! You promised me you'd never bother me again and offended me!”
After a moment of silence but Dion still stared at him speechlessly, he apologized, “I'm sorry about that Arimbi. Looks like I was really bothered by that dream to the point of making me mix up imagination and reality.”
“Director Harimurti! I suggest you make an appointment with a psychiatrist after I leave. I think you should focus more on your mental health than your job.”
“Thank you Arimbi. I will consider it.” said Dion was not angry with the harsh words that Arimbi had spoken.
After that Arimbi opened his bag and put on the table some kind of medicine that he bought from the pharmacy while he was on his way. The drug is for bruises and inflammations. “Director Harimurti, once again I apologize for my behavior that night has stepped on your feet. I bought these medicines for you. It is very effective to relieve inflammation and swelling. You will recover more cepa if you apply this medicine on your wound.”
“Thank you.” said Dion after taking one of the remedies for his viewing.
“No need to thank because this is all I can do. I hope your wounds heal.” said Arimbi. By doing this, Dion would not be able to use his wounds as an excuse to bother him anymore.
After all, it was not right to say that Dion was bothering him but that was how Arimbi felt. Just wanted this guy to stay away from her and if he could be gone forever. From the beginning, Arimbi did not like his attitude.
Although the Emir was a cold and cruel man but an aura of kindness still emanated from him. But not with Dion, there was not a single aura of kindness that he could see or feel.
“Director Harimurti.”
“Say. I'll listen.” said Dion who knew what the woman was going to say.
Arimbi tried to be polite while holding back his frustration, “Director Harimurti, this is about my friend Joana Ganesha who has made a mistake over posting your photos he took secretly. But I'm sure he apologized to you. And you also deleted the photos. Can you release it now?”
There was a flash in Dion's eyes because he already knew the purpose of Arimbi's arrival was for Joana's sake. “Arimbi, you speak as if I were holding your friend.” then he stood up and walked to another door in his office that seemed to lead to his kitchen. “I admit that I did tell someone to call Miss Joana.”.
“No.” answer. To Arimbi's knowledge, Ganesha's family panics out of worry. They even asked friends and family to look for Joana who still has no news until now.
After some time, Dion came out with a tray containing two plates of quality-looking sweet snacks and a steaming cup of coffee. Then he put the cake and coffee on the table and said, “Arimbi, come here and eat. There are plenty of coffee and snacks for you. You must have not slept well last night because I could see your sharp gaze.”
Dion sat back on the sofa just after he finished his words. Although Arimbi was the one who visited Dion, he refused Dion's offer. “Thank you for the offer but I'm not so hungry because I had breakfast a lot earlier before leaving.”
Even so, the snacks served look delicious and tempting. If this person in front of him was an Emir, he would definitely devour whatever was on the plate even though he was full. But, since this was a snack given by Dion, he did not dare to lower his guard.
Moreover, he knew that the man really wanted a baby from him, Arimbi was more vigilant if eaten and his drink was spiked with drugs. “Please try. This is a snack made by the chef in my house. The snacks he made were very tasty and could not be found outside there.” With a gaze that could drown someone, Dion took the plate containing the snack in front of Arimbi.
Seeing how insistent he was, let alone reaching out his hand, even though Arimbi had rejected him finally Arimbi gave up and took one snack from the plate. Dion notices every move Arimbi finally puts the plate on the table while showing a satisfied expression on his face.
“This coffee, drink it. This coffee will wake you up.”
“Thank you Director Harimurti. But I've woken up enough by this time.” Arimbi again rejected Dion's offer.
“Arimbi, if you drink this coffee and eat the snack. I might help you find Miss Joana.” Dion made a tempting offer, with her deep voice trying to explain to Arimbi.
“You know for yourself how big my connection is. Maybe in an hour it will be enough for me to find out where Miss Joana is.”
Arimbi fell silent, not knowing what to say, did he walk towards Dion's trap? Thought Arimbi. He recalls Emir's remark to stay away from Dion but he was forced to break it because he had to meet her for Joana's sake.
After all, he had told the Emir about this so that there would be no misunderstanding between them later. But he seemed to have fallen too deep now to meet Dion in person. “Are you afraid I'll give you something in that coffee? Is that why you don't want to drink it?” Dion smiled and then tried to explain.
“I confess that I am not a good person, but I am not that low as poisoning a woman.” he said. With his handsome face, if he wanted a woman, with just a tap of a finger, there would definitely be a great many women who wanted to be with him. Even Zivanna Lavani begins to fall and gets caught up with Dion's charm.
“Director harimurti, you have a pretty unique sense of humor. Unfortunately, I don't like coffee. I wouldn't be able to sleep at night if I had coffee in the morning. Coffee affects my heart. If I drink my chest will be tight and my heart is pounding not because.”, said Arimbi gave a reasonable reason.