
The apartment access code was suppressed, his face still looked smiling."Michael.." call him.
There was no answer on the first call, he walked through the living room. Calling the young man back."Michael!" He said louder to open the room door. However, there was no result, even the bed was still neatly arranged. Looking in the bathroom is useless.
Claudia put the martabak she was carrying in the microwave, after a shower, brushing her teeth trying to clean up a crazy playboy kiss yesterday. He must not be caught doing bad things with others.
The woman is now wearing a house shirt. Oversized t-shirt and shorts, her hair was half dry.
It's a Sunday, it's a date today kiss, go on a date to the amusement park, kiss, lunch, kiss again, just go to the movies, watch a movie while occasionally kissing, and, go home to a romantic dinner, kiss. Claudia did not think that far, but if Michael asked her again, she would not refuse.
However, what Michael did was not take too long to exercise around the apartment or just buy something at the supermarket.
Still waiting, the martabak was slightly tasted. Not yet stale, he was quite grateful waiting for the young man to come. Hugged her, kissed her, sat in her lap, fed her, then kissed again.
Holy hooch! How could Claudia who was a handsome male lover be turned into this? I don't know, she really fell in love with the tenderness and sweet sincere words of her husband.
His face was still smiling to itself. But that guy didn't come either. The atmosphere of the apartment felt increasingly quiet. Tried to contact her, but her call was switched off, even turned off.
The woman, who was getting anxious, sent him a message again. At first the two check marks were visible, a sign the message had been sent, but it remained without any reply at all.
'Where are you dear? Miss you.'
That was the second message Claudia sent, smiling to herself. Maybe because he really likes Michael this time.
Long enough to wait for a reply. Maybe I love you too, maybe that's the payoff. But is it true? A pretty long message.
'Claudia, this marriage only lasts a year, doesn't it? I still love you, so I have to go for you. My mom's home, I'll follow her for a while. I won't be able to contact you. But I'll be watching you from far away. Although, you never loved me, but know that you are always in my heart. I'll see you soon, after convincing my mother, I promise.'
Claudia rounded her eyes, her hands shaking back the message quickly. Honestly, he was scared at the moment. Her husband knows everything, a wedding plan that will only last a year.
'Michael, I love you!'
The message he sent was solemnly without lies, a blue double check mark could be seen as a sign of the message being read. However, there was no reply at all as if Michael no longer believed in anything he said.
'Michael where are you now!?'
This time the tick sign one sign the message was not even sent. Trying to reach him for free, the number is no longer active.
"Michael's..." Claudia murmured, sitting alone.
Where to look for him? Removing her tears trying to contact Berta. But like Michael, the number is off altogether.
"A..I was abandoned?" He murmured, no more words were spoken. Shortness, this hurts. Not a relationship that lasts long, but too short for a parting word.
What the hell's going on? Why does it have to be like this? Is it because of yesterday? Michael knows everything?
"A.I.I..." His murmur was trembling, completely frightened. He is confused how.
Maybe her husband went back to the village, that's what he had in mind. Snatch the jacket and car keys, no matter what. He must pursue her. Explain to him how he felt starting, from a pretense to a real feeling now.
The woman who pushed the elevator button quickly. There was nothing she could contact anymore other than her best friend Tara.
"What's up!? It's Sunday, can you let me wake up?" ask someone across there in a lazy tone.
"Taa... Tara, Michael's gone. He knows he'll be divorced in a year. Ja.so.so..." Claudia's sentence is interrupted.
"I'll be there soon. Stay calm, don't kill yourself, being a widow isn't always bad." Motivation from his best friend turns off the call.
Claudia just looked down silently, when the elevator door opened, she immediately entered the car. Waiting for Tara's arrival. It's impossible to drive in this emotional state.
But somehow this hurts. It hurts so much, he has to explain everything. Can't lose Michael this time.
"Agghhh.." groans in tears. Can't blame anyone. This really is his fault.
Is there not one more chance? That's what's on his mind. Until Tara who has not even washed her face with disheveled hair arrives, enters her car.
"What's going on?" tanyanya slow. Seeing his best friend's messed up. The woman who rests her back on the front passenger seat. He closed his eyes for a moment, although the tears were still not able to hold.
"Michael goes, he knows everything." He muttered without expression.
"Claudia I asked once again, do you love her?" Tara let out a rough sigh, clasping her best friend's hand.
"I love him..." An answer from Claudia, with no expression at all."A. I want him to stay with me."
Tara gave a rough breath. The current materials with Evan his best friend are not up to this.
"Why? Why do you love him?" Tara asked again, something that made no sense to her. Another case if Claudia knows Michael's real face.
"Only he was sincere, I chased after Evan for a dozen years, ending in disappointment. He made me know, it's more beautiful to be loved than just to love..." An answer from Claudia.
"We'll find him! Handsome guy! I'll find you for the heartbroken Claudia!" Shouted Tara stepping on the gas pedal of Claudia's car.
"Stupid.. Find Michael.I want it." That was the only word Claudia said.
However, Tara did not answer at all. Her face smiled, this time Claudia found someone who truly loved her. Someone with looks did not disappoint. Not the rich? Education is just SMU? Take it easy, Tara can orbit Michael into a celebrity newcomer.
The spirit is like a freedom fighter to meet a handsome man. This time he'll tear the gelatin off Michael's face. Tara's hands were really itching to do it.
*
Where are their goals? Of course the villa belonged to Claudia. This is in the village where Michael came from. It was night then.
Ask the locals about Michael and Berta's house. One of the residents drove them to a house that from outside only looks ordinary hut.
There's a little hope there. However, when they had reached their steps stopped for a moment, hearing the words of the person who drove them.
"When Michael got married, Berta's grandmother didn't occupy this house anymore. A few days ago someone came too. Michael's mother became a TKI in Hong Kong. He said the house was about to be torn down." Said the middle-aged woman who drove them.
"Where did he say Michael was?" claudia asked expectantly.
The middle-aged woman shook her head. But get more enthusiastic about the gossip."Said the man who confessed to Michael's mother, Michael's getting a divorce. Do you guys have a problem?" tanyanya slow.