A Broken Heart
We Better End This Relationship

Arlan rested his back on his great chair, took a break after a day of struggling with reports and signed numerous papers. Tired after all day.

He took a deep breath and went back to remembering his meeting with his son and ex-wife. By not knowing himself he misses the woman who already belongs to someone else. While the woman was not at all present in his mind, especially when he was busy like now.

I don't know, he feels very bland with his second marriage. Everything was just sweet at the beginning. Beauty, wealth and power, he was tired of it all. He wanted to take a break and come back as before, living in simplicity, happy with loved ones and loving with all his heart.

He was tired of his routine. There is no more happiness in his days. The busyness as the main director made him more immersed in the tiredness of his world. Arlan always compared between Beautiful and Hana. Beautiful who has an irritable temperament, busy with his social life, never prepare the needs of the husband, not good at cooking and many other minus things from the beautiful self. Very inversely proportional to the nature and personality of Hana. As Arlan knew, the advantages of Indah only lie in her beauty and wealth.

However, these two things do not guarantee her happiness. All his views at the beginning were wrong. A big zero for him because he has been wrong in analyzing about life. Though he is an intelligent man, but blinded by treasure so lost and trapped in the nista of life.

The picnic he had with his wife yesterday was not exactly what he wanted. Indah strongly forces Arlan to whine and makes Arlan have no choice but to obey his wife's sudden wishes. His ears were hot to hear his wife's whining growing.

Arlan glanced at the clock that was coiling in his hand. Time has shown at 08 past a few minutes. He was so busy that he forgot about time. After tidying his desk, he took his coat which he hung and put on his body. Walk out of his room and head to the elevator pressing button one. The company atmosphere is very quiet. Maybe it was just him who was here.

When he reached the basement, he immediately got into his car and drove his vehicle at the speed of heading home. He hoped that when he came home his wife would prepare dinner for him because there was no one else in the house but his wife. Her maid is on holiday because her son is sick in the village. As a result, all the needs are beautiful who do it.

20 Minutes later, he finally arrived at his home. But what he saw was that the lights in his house were not on. It was beautiful not at home, he thought. He walked into the house and lit all the lights. Circulated his gaze in all directions looking for the figure of his wife but he did not find.

Arlan walked up the stairs and entered his room. Surely his wife was not home. Arlan sat on the edge of the bed and threw out his rough breathing. Rubbing his face to the back of his head, frustrated by the nature of his wife who ignored him.

Soon he opened his suit and walked towards the bathroom to refresh himself. After finishing with the ritual of bathing and dressing he walked down the stairs leading to the kitchen.

He breathed a rough sigh when he could not find any food at the table. Actually where his wife went and did not ask permission first to him.

With a cocky feeling he tried to hold his hunger and wait for the arrival of the wife in the living room.

An hour, two hours, his wife had not yet returned. Now it is almost 11 p.m. He tried to contact his wife but again only the voice of the operator he heard. He threw his phone on the couch, already very upset and annoyed with his wife's behavior.

Suddenly the door opened. Arlan turned to the door and sure enough his wife had come with a lot of paperbags in both hands.

Without greeting her husband and without greeting him, Beautiful passed by her husband and walked inside.

With anger that had peaked, Arlan stood up and chased after his wife and held her hands rough so that Indah was now facing her with the paperbag had been released from her hand.

"Why are you, huh?" She asked with a high tone and a sharp look she gave to her husband.

"You are the reason, beautiful. What time is it? and you just got home at this hour? You are no longer a girl, beautiful! You have responsibilities at home, remember!" He said with a high tone implied firmness in it.

"You think I feel at home just staying at home taking care of all your needs, huh! You are no longer a child to take care of. It's hard to do it yourself." Say it again with a high tone.

Arlan clenched both his hands tightly hearing his wife's words. His emotions could no longer bear him to the point that the veins on his face were visible. He can do it himself but he tried to give an opportunity for his wife so that his wife can play the figure of a wife. But it turned out he was wrong, his wife objected to doing her job.

"You realize what you said was beautiful! Do I need to remind you of your position as a wife, huh?" Say it with a sharp tone.

"You should remember this. I'm here as a madam, not your maid!"

Arlan rubbed his face rough.

"Originally you remember, I don't like orders the most. Especially by someone like you."

Arlan widened his eyes at his wife's condescending remark and confirmed his position.

"What do you mean say that, huh?" He said in a annoyed tone. His anger again peaked after hearing his wife's words.

"You are not aware of your former position. You were just an ordinary person before meeting me and my father. Remember that! So I hope never to treat me like that again!"

"Originally you know Beautiful, I never expected your mercy in the first place. I am the one who feels hurt here. Because of you, my family is broken. You brought me into your life and made me miserable!" His speech in a high tone let out all his grunts that he had long been quieting. The anger has reached the crown.

"So you mean, all this time you regretted marrying me, mas?"

Arlan did not reply and threw away his face avoiding eye contact with his wife.

"My answer, mas?"

Arlan never looked at his wife's face.his chest was still up and down with emotion.

"Take me, mas!" She shouted in front of her husband's face.

"Yes, Beautiful, I'm sorry I chose you. You put me in this position. You lightly humbled me. I never asked you to fix my standard of living, Beautiful. You ruined my life and now you want to assert my position. Now I ask, what do you want?" Speak with a high tone

"What do you mean, mom?"

"I should ask what you mean. You said you didn't want to be ruled by me. You're a mistress in this house. And I'm just an ordinary person who's lucky to live here."

"That's not what I mean, ma'am."

"So what do you mean. Tell you what, it's better if we split up.! My life is ruined, beautiful, so we better end this relationship!"

Beautifully widened her eyes to hear the words of her husband.

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The author has already given the Arlan and Indah part that ngenesin right well. May I be satisfied to see their suffering.

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