Infidelity
8. A Depressed Man

Marsha did not understand the words of Mr. Excel who seemed to play tricks on him. He had no idea that the man before him was depressed over the loss of his daughter.

"Do you know, I almost died of fear because of your threat. And now you're saying your daughter died a year ago. You're crazy or what, huh?"

Marsha immediately got up and wanted to ask the pilot to land at a nearby airport. He did not want to go crazy from dealing with a crazy man.

"Miss! Better get back to your place. We have given a cure to Mr. Excel so that you can quickly sleep and our plane will turn back to Soekarno Hatta airport." Co-pilot.

"Why do you want to be ruled by that lunatic?"

"Because we need this job. We earn three times as much as working for another airline." The co-pilot gave his reasons.

"You guys have also been following the crazy according to his will."

Marsha said and sat back in her place.

Mr. Excel already looked sleepy and two flight attendants led him to his private room for a break.

Marsha looks relieved and enjoys her warm sweet tea. The co-pilot approached him with an explanation.

"I'm sorry miss for your current insecurities. Actually Mr. Excel is very kind, firm and disciplined. The death of her daughter turned her arrogant and extremely depressed. Mr. Excel got married young when he was 17. His wife died when their daughter was ten years old.

Mr. Excel was more busy taking care of his daughter than thinking of remarrying. She was devastated when her daughter was in a car accident while on her honeymoon in Paris, France.

A week later his son-in-law could not survive and also died, following his daughter. Tomorrow's even a year of her daughter's marriage. And her daughter is very similar to you miss."

"Why don't you guys help her take her to the doctor? He's been very sick." Marsha.

"We had a hard time persuading her to see a psychiatrist. And his own assistant didn't dare to do that."

Not long after the plane landed again and Marsha was very relieved to not have to think of a wedding dress for the daughter of a depressed man.

Marsha took her stuff and was ready to go down. The co-pilot tries to prevent Marsha from telling him something very important.

"It seems my master likes you. If you can please take Mr. Excel to a psychiatrist. I'm sure if you ask him he'll obey you."

"I'm married and have my own family. You can ask anyone who might be more competent to persuade him to see a psychiatrist. Marsha said, then went down the stairs.

"Please take my card, miss, if you change your mind to help Mr Excel, I will be very grateful to you, miss...?"

"I'm Marsha. I will keep your business card, but I do not guarantee to contact you. Thank you Mr. Atalarik."

Marsha said while reading the name of the co-pilot on her card.

Marsha stepped up quickly before dealing again with Excel, the depressed man.

"They think I'm a psychiatric doctor. Wasting time today. It's a good thing she's paid off the dress payment if I don't send the man to the asylum."

Marsha said and then got into her car which had been picked up by her assistant.

"Miss Marsha! Why did you come back when a few minutes ago you flew with Mr Excel?"

"Other times, research the person who ordered the wedding dress at our boutique. Don't try to serve a crazy guy even if he looks perfect."

Marsha said, then put her body in the car.

"You mean, lady, that guy's a lunatic?"

"Hm! Please don't bother me. Today was exhausting and I'm going to sleep." Marsha said as she closed her eyes.

Marsha's phone keeps ringing. Marsha is deliberately silent because she does not want to be disturbed by anyone.

"Why this woman? Why won't he pick up the phone from me? Is he still mad at me?"

Marsha deliberately does not want to contact Cal again because Cal is no longer present as Marsha wants. This man always forced his will to make love to the real Marsha, like a husband and wife.

Cal takes the initiative to go to Marsha's workplace to ask for clarification of what caused the woman to suddenly stay away from him.

Just as Marsha got out of her car, Cal came straight to Marsha who looked bad mood that day.

"Marsha!"

Sapa Cal sounded familiar by his assistant.

Marsha looked at Cal who seemed to want to talk to her.

"You can go in first, Welly!"

"Well Miss Marsha."

"What's wrong, Cal? Today I'm not feeling well and I don't want to be disturbed."

Ketus Marsha makes Cal also understand seeing the face of Marsha who really-benat looks pale.

"Do you need me to take you to the doctor, baby?"

"No! I just need a break right now. I ask for your understanding to leave me alone!"

Pinta Marsha with a hostile face.

"Good darling. I hope you get well soon and I beg you to call me when you get better." Cal.

"Hm!"

Marsha stepped inside her button. He doesn't really care about Cal and chooses a break in his study.

"God! What's wrong with me today? It's really very terrible. I had to deal with a lunatic who almost kidnapped me. How about I actually go to France with that Mr. Excel."

Marsha took her sleeping pills. He wanted to forget today's events as a nightmare.

Time moves on every event after event. Marsha is no longer related to Cal. He keeps himself busy and no longer thinks of the wild fantasies that always come his way.

Relationship with her husband like two strangers who sleep in one bed but never greet each other or kiss each other's lips before going to bed.

From month to month to nearly six months Cal and Marsha completely cut off communication. Marsha tries something new to help her depression lord Excel to get him to see a psychiatrist.

"I just want to help you for the sake of humanity, Mr. Excel. I hope you don't misunderstand my kindness." Gumam Marsha.

Apparently Mr. Excel's treatment yielded results. Marsha who does not want to be trapped in a difficult situation considering that Mr. Excel is a lonely widower, Marsha chooses to stay away.

Mr. Excel felt indebted to Marsha, meeting this beautiful woman with a bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates.

"Good day, Miss Marsha!"

Hello Mr. Excel who is already standing behind the back of Marsha who is currently making a party dress design for one of the top artists.

Marsha turned her body slowly and looked at the handsome face of mister Excel with her faint smile.

"Her Mr Excel!"

"Do you have time to accompany me to lunch?"

Just now Marsha wants to answer it suddenly has stood someone behind the back of the master of Excel makes Marsha locked his intention to answer the call of the master of Excel.