Boss Come Here Please!
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The Writer's Point of View.
Arga ran in an uncertain direction but he found his wife nowhere, ruffling her own hair out of frustration and fear that she would leave him.
"Where are you, baby, I can explain all of this" Arga murmured inwardly. Then he took the cell phone out of his pocket. He tried to call his wife but there was no answer.
"Come on, baby, pick up! I'll explain everything" grumbled Arga after several times he tried to call his wife but got no answer, then he decided to go back to the office to pick up his car.
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Arga's car quickly split the streets of the capital that afternoon with an average speed of 180/hour he headed to the apartment to find the wife.
After he reached the apartment he ran as hard as he could towards his apartment unit.
After arriving, he opened the door and looked for the whereabouts of the wife that he could not find at all, with lightning fast Arga headed to walk in closet to check if Asta went to bring clothes, with, but he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief because the wife had brought nothing, and he thought for sure he would return as soon as possible.
Arga was sitting limp on the edge of a soft mattress covered in bright pink sprai favorite Asta. Yes ... although Arga does not like bright colors, but he obeyed what Asta wanted because he loved his wife very much.
Arga seemed to let out a long sigh, he arranged his own breathing his heart felt empty and sick, he vowed to make Vienna suffer for it.
Arga's mind was so upset that he thought of contacting Jonathan. But just like Asta, Jonathan is reluctant to answer Arga's cell phone call.
Then Arga went to Jonathan's house to find his wife, he put the gas pedal deep just to make the car go fast.
Frustrated and frustrated and occasionally ruffling his own hair, Arga looked to the right and left hoping that his wife would be among the humans walking leisurely there, but still the result is nil.
"Darling .. I miss you, come back to me, come back to my arms. My soul feels empty when you're not beside me" Arga's inner self with tears glazed over in anger and confusion.
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Asta(I)'s point of view
I squeezed the gate of Jonathan's house. Before long the middle-aged beautiful woman came out from inside the house, she opened the door for me.
"Asta .. Where have you been? long time no stop by" asked Jonathan's mother as she opened the gate. "Let's go in!"
"Sorry aunt, Asta was sick yesterday. So Asta never left the house."
"Oh so. Aunt misses you," she replied as she clasped her hands on my shoulders.
"Jo is there, auntie?"
"There's him inside" he replied kindly.
I entered Jonathan's house, I was welcome to sit in the corner of his living room, a house with classic shades with retro ornaments everywhere making the house very comfortable.
"Hi, Ta. Tumben you're here?" jonathan was a bit confused to see me coming.
I sighed, then smiled with irony as if to endure the deep cries and pain. Jonathan seemed to know I was having a problem. He came to me and sat beside me.
I lowered my head and shook my head slowly, unconsciously my tears broke unstoppably, tears rushing down my cheeks without my control. "Ar-Arga is evil." I didn't finish my sentence.
"Wicked why?" Jonathan seemed to feel pity, then hugged me gently as if he was protecting his own sister.
"I-I saw him with Vienna, kissing in Arga's office elevator." I still stammered and kept crying.
Jonathan's mother who had taken me drinking water immediately seemed worried to see how I was. "What's wrong with you, baby?"
"While there was a problem mom, she was having a fight with her husband" Jonathan said, explaining my problem.
"Please, what exactly happened?" ask again.
The sound of a tire rumble that was braking followed by a noise disperse our conversation.
Duars....
We were shocked, and automatically looked at what was going on out there.
A black-colored sedan car that I saw recognized him. Yes it belongs to Arga, the car hit the fence wall of Jonathan's house which seems to be fragile.
We saw Arga come out with disheveled hair and the shirt looks shapeless tangled. He took off his suit and left the light blue shirt that I had prepared this morning.
"That's Arga, you don't have to go out" Jonathan looked at my worried and shocked face.
"Son, Asta needs to sort things out with her husband. We do not need to arrange it," said the wise mother while rubbing the shoulders of her son whose posture is higher than her.
"But, ma'am," Jonathan said, not continuing his sentence and seeing his mother's words shaking her head.
"Asta, you need to talk carefully about your problems" said Jonathan's mother.
Arga went in and opened the gate that was damaged by being hit by his car, he found me there. Spontaneous his face seemed to turn relieved. "Dear." He greeted me with a smile on his face as if it was emitting immense happiness.
"Honey. Let's go home" he said again.
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