Infidelity
18. He Finally Gone

The sun up there gives off its gentle rays indicating the present day remains the same only different dates will continue to move from time to time.

He only followed his duty to come to earth from the morning lost before dusk and faded into darkness called night.

Marsha woke up lazily while staring at her phone looking at the time that was already nine in the morning. His stomach was rumbling that morning because the weather in France was entering winter.

Marsha immediately got up to cleanse her body and intended to have breakfast.

Meanwhile at the restaurant, Mr. Excel looks restless waiting for Marsha who has not yet appeared even though he wants to talk to the girl about something.

His anxiety ended when he saw the beautiful face of Marsha with a red coat combined with a white collar showed the characteristics of his nation.

Excel smiled broadly as he raised his hand to call the girl sitting at his desk. Marsha still stepped gracefully and waved her hand towards Excel who immediately stood pulling the chair for her woman.

"Thank you Excel!"

Marsha sat down gracefully and placed her hands on the table ready to order food for her.

The waiter came to record the girl's order.

"Did you sleep well last night, Miss Marsha?"

"But I woke up late and my breakfast was over."

Marsha said with a crisp laugh to show her rows of clean white teeth like a model of advertising toothpaste.

Mr. Excel enjoyed the beautiful scene that he had not seen for a long time that smile was beautifully revealed by the white pearl.

Not long after the dish has been served and ready for execution by Marsha.

"Sorry Mr Excel! I eat by myself."

"I was a half an hour ago."

Excel said a lie, but two hours ago he was in the restaurant just waiting for Marsha.

"Miss Marsha! When are you coming back to Indonesia?"

"Later night!"

"Have you booked your ticket?"

"I ordered it to go home." Marsha said as she chewed her food.

"If you don't mind, would you like to board my private jet?"

"But I've booked a plane ticket and I don't want it to be mubasir."

"I'll refund your ticket, Miss Marsha."

"No need for Master! I think you're over-treating me like a woman with no status." Reject Marsha who no longer wants to play with fire.

"We're friends and this is just a small offer not a serious one. And I respect you as someone else's wife. Don't be so cruel to me as if I'm asking you to cheat."

"I'm sorry Mr Excel! I didn't mean to demean you. I just want our friendship not to be tinged with veiled intentions." Marsha said it was not nice.

"I understand your anxiety. Alright. It's okay if you refuse. I'm sorry for forcing you so much."

Speak to Mr. Excel, who still hopes Marsha changes his mind.

Dreett...

Marsha's phone rings. Marsha sees a call from her son.

"Shortly sir! I'd like to take a call first."

Marsha then stood away from Mr. Excel.

"Sorry Miss Marsha! This is aunt non! Right now, young master is sick. I was vomiting and now I have a fever." Said aunt Alena.

"Whatt..?" Marsha looks panicked. Make Mr. Excel look at the beautiful face of Marsha while raising both hands." What's up Marsha ?"

Marsha held back with her hand as she still heard Aunt Elena's explanation.

"Attime aunt! I'd like to talk to a friend first. Please don't turn it off!"

Marsha approaches Excel and tells her the state of her son.

"Call Miss Marsha ! I'll call my personal assistant to take care of your son. Let him call an ambulance to pick up your son at the apartment." Say Mr Excel and then call his assistant.

Degggggs...

"How did he know I'd been living in the apartment. Though I did not offend my new abode as long as I talked." Inner Marsha.

"Let's rest assured the ambulance has gone to your apartment." Speak mister Excel.

"Master Excel! Is your offer still valid for me. I want to go back to Jakarta soon. I can't wait too long to get back to Jakarta on a commercial plane." Marsha said agitatedly.

"All right! Get ready! I'll pick you up to your room in ten minutes."

"Thank you Mr. Excel."

"It is with pleasure, Miss Marsha."

A few minutes later, the two headed to the airport. Marsha does have a businessman husband but has not been able to buy a private jet.

This is the first time Marsha has bought a private jet. The car went straight into the airport and stopped right next to the jet.

The two soon boarded the plane to be greeted by two beautiful flight attendants.

Because the trip is so long Mr. Excel offers Marsha to rest in his room, but was rejected firmly by Marsha. He keeps his honor and is no longer tempted by small things in the form of attention.

"I want to stay here, Mr. Excel. Please rest in your room."

Marsha then opened her cell phone which is in the Qur'an.

Mr. Excel doesn't feel good about being in his room and leaving Marsha alone. He decides to sit down with Marsha facing each other.

Marsha is seen enjoying the recitation of the sacred verse with a soft voice. While Mr. Excel opens his laptop to do his tasks that also accumulate.

Marsha eventually fell asleep too. Mr. Excel took his blanket and covered Marsha's body. He also sleeps right next to Marsha because Marsha's head has been stretched out to the side.

Mr. Excel rests Marsha's head on his shoulder to give the girl comfort. Both fell asleep until the plane arrived at the airport.

Marsha awakens when the plane's wheels crash into the runway to make a landing. Marsha opened her phone and saw so many incoming messages. His eyes suddenly widened to see the incoming message from doctor Hambali.

"Don'tkkkkk... !"

Pekik Marsha cried hysterically when she found out her husband had died. He eventually collapses and Mr. Excel is confused because he does not know what happened to his woman.

"Miss Marsha ...! Miss Marsha ..!"

Mr. Excel grabbed Marsha's phone and read the incoming message, which left him in shock.

Again he asked his assistant to take care of the funeral procession of Mr. Abhimanyu.

"She's finally gone. Thank goodness this woman is mine. It's time Marsha was happy. He was too tired to go through a marriage full of falsehoods until this woman entered into real blasphemy."

Excel then helps Marsha to resuscitate the girl as they have to go to the hospital immediately.

"Miss Marsha...!" Call Excel while patting Marsha's cheek gently. Marsha blinked her eyes and cried hysterically. Mr. Excel hugged Marsha and let this girl spill her grief.