Consider Me Exist, My Husband
The Arrival of Marisa

Two days later Marisa made a fog because it had been two nights Galvin did not return home.

Devano has often asked the news of his father but Marisa can only reason if Galvin is busy working to make the man unable to go home.

But Marisa herself also wondered what the real reason Galvin did not come home, what happened to the problem in the company or something else? Marisa herself doesn't know.

"When will you come home?" Devano asked on the sidelines of their breakfast.

Marisa swallowed her food with great difficulty, the question again popped from her son's lips.

"Maybe papah will come home today baby, we just wait.... "

"really?? Devano can't wait for the papah to come home, Devano wants to show the painting Devano mah" said the little boy.

"Dear, now we spend the breakfast first let mamah take you to school today" said Marisa swiped to make Devano's hair full of affection.

"Good, mah"

They continued to eat breakfast until they finished, after which Marisa drove her son to school in a private car.

Marisa also often takes Devano to school, although Devano has a driver to drive him wherever Devano goes but Marisa does not want to be indifferent.

Along the way Devano continues to babble while telling stories about his friends at school, this is what makes Marisa afraid to lose the figure of the child.

The joy that Devano always shows slowly will surely disappear if one day he decides to leave.

"Mahs... "

"Yes baby? Why?" Marisa asked occasionally to look at the son while staying focused on driving.

"My dear friend Devano was delivered every day by his papa to school, but why did Papah never drive Devano?"

Blessings......

Devano's question was successful in breaking Marisa's heart, her focus suddenly collapsed right then and there.

Why did that question make her heart really hurt?? If Marisa just feels sick to hear her what about Devano? It must be that innocent boy felt even more pain.

"Devano wants to be taken to school?" Ask Marisa.

Devano turned his head and nodded enthusiastically.

"Yes, Devano mauuu.... "

"Alright, later mamah asked papah to drive Devano ya"

"HOREEEEE............!!" Sangking could not cover his happiness Devano immediately shouted loudly making Marisa smile to cover her sadness.

***

After taking Devano to Marisa school not immediately go to the cafe, he turned his steering wheel towards Galvin's company.

At the moment Marisa felt the need to talk seriously with the man, let alone this concerning Devano. Galvin, the father of the boy.

And this is where Marisa was, Marisa took her head to look at the tall building that she had not visited for a long time.

The last time Marisa came here was when she brought Devano who had just returned from school and wanted to see Galvin, even then just for a little while.

And until now Marisa never set foot in the company of her husband.

Before entering Marisa took a deep breath trying to dare to meet with Galvin who lately made her confused about the existence of the man.

After feeling quite calm Marisa finally went in there.

The graceful appearance as well as the extraordinary beauty instantly made the people inside there look in admiration at Marisa.

People are willing to stop their activities in order to look at the wingless angel, the beautiful and sweet face and body like a model make Marisa like a barbie in the real world.

"I feel like I just saw an angel... "

"Pinch me, I feel like I'm dreaming of an angel"

"Oh my God I'm sorry I was so presumptuous to see your perfect creature, akhhh...."

"If it's a rival like this I'm sure no one would dare approach Galvin's boss"

Whispers of employees do not make Marisa feel uncomfortable, it has often happened if she came here. Instead Marisa even threw her smile at the person.

It happened to Nirmala, the woman who was cleaning the lobby floor with one of her colleagues was stunned when Marisa walked past them.

The smell was as fiery as Marisa flashed as if hypnotizing the sense of smell of both of them.

"Hustt..... You saw it, right? He is our boss' wife" she told Nirmala.

Nirmala who heard that did not budge, her eyes still continued to look at Marisa's back away. He was quite surprised to know that Galvin already had a wife, he thought the boss was each single because from the beginning of Nirmala's work he had never heard about the personal life of the boss.

"Very pretty, right??

Huhh.... I became fantasized what if I was in his position, surely every day I could be close to the handsome and rich Mr. Galvin" cried the woman again.

Seeing Marisa Nirmala so remembered the flower belonging to Galvin, a single question appeared in his mind.

If Galvin already has a partner then why is the flower he has not just given to his wife? Why Galvin told him to take the flower away as if it was just an excuse for Nirmala to take the flower.

Nirmala suddenly felt that Galvin was looking for an excuse to meet her.

Does the man want to be close to another woman in a different way?

Now Nirmala actually fantasizes higher than his colleagues.

"Nurma... Oye... Nirmala!"

"Huh?? I-yes what's wrong??"

"That's... You're this! I know you must have been fascinated but don't forget too long now that we're at work" he protested to Nirmala.

"Ah... I-iya sorry, let's go on working"

***

In front of the brown door read 'Presidential Room' Marisa stood with a beating heart.

Secretary Jenn had allowed Marisa to enter, but she fell silent and stared at Galvin's door.

Honestly Marisa is not ready to go in there, but there are things that are more important than prioritizing her ego.

Marisa's hand began to knock on the door three beats then placed her palm on the door handle.

In the turn of the doorknob to make the door wide open.

Marisa's small steps led the woman into this very spacious room.

Galvin, who was working on his report, was immediately stunned to find Marisa standing in the doorway.

Her eyes grew as if in disbelief if Marisa came to the company, their eyes looking at each other with a gaze that was difficult to interpret.

Marisa's gaze focused on her husband's condition, the clothes that always attached neatly now look tangled and fine feathers in the jaw that began to extend. That actually makes Marisa think that Galvin is being hit by a problem.

In contrast to Galvin who immediately turned his gaze, a glimpse of the shadows in the cafe two days ago still makes Galvin's heart hot made.