
Marsha went into her room followed by Abhimanyu who was chasing after her. Marsha does not care about her husband even though she knows Abhimanyu does not take for granted the divorce lawsuit his wife filed against him.
"Marsha! I am currently in trouble with my business relationship. I'm being cheated and our company is going through a huge loss."
"It's none of my business! Marsha's voice sounded flat.
"It's obviously both our business because we're husband and wife and family."
"Not soon."
"Don't talk like that Marsha! Please, right now I'm in need of your help, I can't do that alone baby. I can be in jail and home and this company will be confiscated by the bank."
Abhimanyu sounded frustrated.
"What do you mean in sita?"
I also borrowed three trillion banknotes to grow our company. That's why I worked like a madman to bail out the bank's money which now lives five hundred billion."
Duaanarr ...
Marsha was stuck with a stiffened face. She did not expect the actions of her husband who dared to owe to the bank with the guarantee of all their assets.
"How can a bank give you a loan if it's not with me your wife. Wouldn't the bank approve the disbursement of the loan if the wife also signed all the necessary documents as a condition?"
Marsha asked with boiling blood.
"I'm sorry! I'm too infatuated with the many project offerings of some of our corporate relations."
"If it is like this you have just come to me and mourn all the misfortunes that have befallen you. Why don't you discuss this with your colleagues who have always been your sycophants, right?" Fierce Marsha sarcasm.
"Marsha! I'm just building a rapport with them, so they're excited to show their performance for our company."
"Oh, so! You think only they need your motivation and attention? then me and your son, what do you think?" Kecam Marsha's.
"I'm sorry for not paying attention to you and Al. But I work for you so you don't lack anything. I'm sorry Marsha!"
Abhimanyu dropped his body and rested on his wife.
"It's too late for you to realize it, Abi. I can no longer accept your apology. I've been sick and my heart doesn't have any more love for you."
"Marsha! I can't do anything if you don't help me. Please don't treat me cruelly, dear!"
"Think about how I feel for a moment how in the time when I need you so much when you come home from work just to talk, where are you Abi?
When I want us to have sex, you stay asleep. Even when I dress up pretty, welcome you home from work, you don't see me at all.
You consider us a statue to you. You treated us no more than strangers until I forgot I had a husband or not."
Shouted Marsha hysterically.
"Yes I know baby, you need it all. But I was too tired that I no longer paid attention to your needs. I promise I'll fix it, Marsha. But right now I really need your help Marsha."
Abhimanyu's roar was visibly distressed by the problems he was facing right now.
Marsha's heart seemed to have been locked until she had not a single strum of her heart to listen to her husband's wailing.
"Get out of this room and sleep in another!" Remove Marsha.
"Well, if you don't move, let me move." Marsha.
"Don't Marsha! Let me move rooms." Said Abi walking out with gontai steps.
"Now you can feel what it's like to be ignored, Abi. Accept your punishment. What you plant, that's what you'll reap."
Marsha's heart was also devastated by what happened to her husband. How not, abi owed to the Bank without his knowledge and now he also has to bear the consequences.
"If I don't help him, this house and company will be confiscated. God, what should I do?" Marsha was very worried about her husband's problems.
Meanwhile, Abhimanyu has not let go of his guilt so far if he has left his family for too long since his company has advanced to blind his heart to the ambitions the world wants to recognize.
"What have I done, Lord. I no longer know night or day because money and power have enslaved my life."
Abhimanyu's cry broke.
When Man is too tall to dream, he will be made negligent to think about the most important function of his life as a religious man.
He forgets to be grateful by lowering his head as his servitude to the all-high God.
The purpose of human life on this earth is only to worship Allah and Abi never involves any of its activities just for Allah.
Two weeks into her life, Marsha dropped her divorce plan. She could not bear to her husband when Abi was really in the worst place.
He did not want his son to be embarrassed and shaken if news of his father's bankruptcy, would spread in the media. Marsha tries to save her family in her own way.
But alas, all the assets he had could not he close the debt of her husband, until the assets did not move was confiscated by the bank.
Eventually they had to come out only carrying their personal needs. They had to stay in the boutique because there was no longer a place they had to go.
"For a while we slept in the boutique until we could find a rented house." Marsha.
"Mommy! Is Al still able to go to school if we're already poor?"
"You have your own education savings, baby."
Marsha held back her grief.
"If you can't afford Al's school fees, Al's fine with having to transfer public schools."
"It's Al's responsibility. Soon you want to graduate and enter Junior High. Don't worry about your school fees, the important thing is that you have to study diligently and not disappoint your mother, yes dear." Pinta Marsha's.
"It's all dad's fault, I've caused you to suffer. I'm sorry, dear!"
Abhimanyu looked very sad.
"Don't just apologize, dad! Now you must repent for the father who caused all this misfortune." Spray Al fierce.
Marsha must mediate the two in order to keep getting along.
"Oh..! Now our family's situation is back to zero. So we have to compact dear." Pinta Marsha soft.
"Why mommy still wants to forgive me. Should've let dad in jail to get us out of this crazy robot job, mami." Umpat Al looks very upset at his father.
Albana hung her face on the pillow crying hysterically. He was very disappointed with his father. It was hard to forgive his father. Even though his mother had persuaded him to remain polite to his father.