Infidelity
4. Trying to Improve Communication

Marsha reflected on her eleven-year marriage to her husband, who already has one son.

She waited for the right moment to speak from heart to heart with her husband to express his grievances that he had been silent about.

"Maybe I can't talk about this sensitive thing when he comes home from work, I'd better meet him at the company by lunchtime."

Marsha muttered softly as she glanced at her beautiful circular watch on her smooth and clear wrist.

The appearance of Marsha who looks very young makes people do not think Marsha already has a husband and children.

That afternoon she went to her husband's company wearing navy blue jeans and a red blouse in a boot and sling bag.

Her hair was left beautifully severed. Sunglasses perched on her pointed nose stepped elegantly into the company lobby greeted by two security guards who bowed their heads in reverence to the young mother.

"Good day, Miss Marsha!"

Greet the employees who were down for lunch. Marsha just smiled sweetly at her husband's employees.

"Miss Marsha!" Greet Neil as he sees Marsha coming.

"Hi Neil! Is my husband there?"

Ask Marsha by keeping moving.

"Wait for Miss Marsha !Sir there's still a meeting..

"It's been a break. What should it be close to, right?"

Marsha asked as she opened the door of her husband's study room without caring about her husband's assistant's warning.

Abhimanyu who saw the arrival of his wife made him very upset.

While some shareholders who saw Marsha's appearance made them misfocus with his wife Abhimanyu's.

"Before gentlemen! I'll see my wife for a minute!"

Abhimanyu then approached his wife who looked very beautiful this afternoon but the husband felt nothing special from his wife because he could see Marsha always look beautiful.

Abhimanyu dragged his wife's arm out of his study.

"You want to come here, huh?"

"Of course I want to see my husband."

"Don't you see I'm so busy I'm ignoring my lunch. You think I'm here playing sit back and rely on my assistant to handle all my work, huh?"

"Having known you could rely on your assistant, why force yourself to drown in affairs involving your time and energy?" Sarcas Marsha's.

"I can't do that and you know that, right?"

"When do you think you have time for me? You even went home almost midnight and went straight to sleep and the next morning you left again without asking me anything."

"What's your problem? You look fresh. Need money just pull, want to walk there is a car. Going out of town or out of the country you can do everything without having to interfere with my business."

Abhimanyu said with a slightly pressing voice loudly noisy to his wife who could only be dumbstruck.

"You..so all this time you thought I was just pretty happy with all the facilities you mentioned...?"

"Yes! What else is lacking, huh? Now go home or to your boutique because I don't want to be disturbed. Understood..?"

Abhimanyu's dark face stared intently at his wife with no heart at all.

"Well I'm home. Don't blame me if I cheat." Threatened Marsha to step away while wiping her fallen tears..

Her heart was very sick even too sore to hear her husband's words that were too frontal to her.

."I'll make you regret Abhimanyu for ignoring me and for thinking I'm just a display in your house." Marsha Umbat.

While Abhimanyu had sat down again in his place and discussed again their meeting which had been delayed.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. I need to talk to my wife for a second. Women's affairs bias."

Abhimanyu said with a stingy smile.

"Is that your second wife, sir?"

Ask Mr. Hendro who just joined the company.

"My wife is just one."

"Your wife looks very young sir. Forgive me for being less ethical."

"It's okay, Mr. Hendro. Our age difference is about ten years so my wife still looks young."

Abhimanyu said proudly.

Meeting back in continue with the agenda of the meeting that discusses their product marketing strategy that requires the value of shares that are not small.

Marsha could only weep lamenting her fate which looked extremely miserable. He has everything, but his heart feels empty.

His soul was injured and I don't know how he felt at this moment. If he does not remember his son Al, it feels like he wants to eliminate his body on this earth.

The luxury car kept going. Marsha did not know where she should release all the claustrophobic stuff in her chest. It felt like he had no more pride or something he could be proud of in him to conquer the husband.

He chose Ancol beach to simply let go of the burden in his heart at this time. Somehow she was fed up with her husband's indifference.

On the beach, the car docked. He sat alone staring at the sea with the breeze sweeping across his face. The feeling of the hump begins to decrease when you look at the sea.

Marsha did not realize that there was someone who was watching her beautiful face that she had not seen for a long time.

"Marsha...!"

The handsome man muttered that he wanted to approach Marsha who looked sad even the face looked so full of tears.

"What's wrong with you, baby?"

The inner handsome man who did not like to look at his beloved girl was currently grieving.

Abhimanyu who had just returned from the company was treading the stairs slowly. He thought his wife had returned home after meeting him at the company and he left Marsha for a meeting. Abhimanyu opened the door of his room slowly. How shocked he was when he saw in his room Marsha was not found.

"Where did Marsha go? Are the two still in the boutique?" Ask Abhimanyu in silence.

He immediately contacted his wife's secretary to inquire about Marsha's whereabouts because Marsha's cell phone was difficult to contact.

"Hallo..!"

"Hallo Mr Abhimanyu!"

"Is Marsha in the boutique?"

"Since this afternoon we haven't seen Miss Marsha. We think he's still at the master's house." Secretary Marsha .

"Are the two meeting with a client?"

"It's possible because of the many requests from Kline regarding the wedding dress that they will wear according to the concept they want."

"alright. If you can, Marsha's coming home, please let me know." Pinta Abhimanyu is worried.

"Okay Sir! I'll tell you soon."

Just as her secretary hung up the phone from Abhimanyu, Marsha appeared with a disheveled face while carrying her shoes.

The employees did not dare to reprimand him because Marsha did not really like there are employees who kepo for his life.