MARISA'S TEARS
Obralan with Prospective Fiance Mas Fahar.

Under the shower with warm water, I shed all these tears. My sobs were blocked by the outpouring of water from the shower.

Sooner or later this will happen, just waiting for the time to go from the life of the Fahar mas.

At this time I am still the wife of sirih mas Fahar, but at least mas Fahar does not need to bring the woman here.

Thinking further and using common sense, if I am constantly under this shower, it will catch a cold and it affects my fetus.

It is not good to torture this child of mine, for he is innocent.

After drying my body with a dry towel, then dressing and drying hair with a hairdryer.

Then sit in bed playing with my mobile phone.

I can't deny my sadness, tears running down my cheeks and my gemgam phone I put on a small table.

Then fall and turn this face towards the place of the fall of the Fahar mas later, and again I can not stem the tears that are shed this.

I removed these tears, because there were traces of Fahar's steps into this room and then pretended to be rigid and pretended to sleep.

Tears make these eyes go back to sleep.**

Wake up early as usual, and after cleaning up then take a shower and get dressed.then build a mas Fahar who is still sleeping.

Mas Fahar kissed my forehead and then went to the bathroom, that kiss was just an entertainer for me.

Not long before Fahar came out of the bathroom, and helped him to dress as a wife to her husband.

After Fahar's clothes were neat, Fahar took the map from his bag and gave it to Me.

"it's a contract for an animated advertisement that you create, then attach your account number or send it to Renta."

"mas, can his money Marisa received in the form of cash. because Marisa will use to make a sign in the grave of mama and give alms to the orphanage that is usually supported by mama."

"whatever, talk to Renta later.

It's personal money, and it'll still give you a living.It's up to you what the money is to be used for, and hopefully it's useful for you."

"yes, thank you very much."

Without even saying anything to me, Fahar just looked at me with a sharp look.

"why do you have to call a mas like that?"

"young master? because of my self-esteem and the prestige of Fahar I have to take care of as my current wife.

For someone who is highly educated, self-esteem and prestige must be maintained perfectly mas."

"it looks like you're growing up too fast with your age being quite young."

fahar said and left me in this room, and I could only cry.

Then I went to the dining room, because the child I was carrying needed healthy food from Me.

This time Mori did not smile, she was as usual as when I had not become a wife of Fahar.

Just finished eating and drinking pregnant milk, the woman who came last night is now present again.

She sat on the sofa and was so graceful, she treated me with a cynical smile.

"sit down, because you're pregnant with my future husband's child."

Then I sat down a short distance away from her, and Mori served her tea and water to me.

"what do you think marriage is like?"

said Fika, prospective fiancee or prospective wife mas Fahar or whatever it is.

Never mind marriage, boyfriend does not have. Babu child is not worth to dream, just need to hope for sure and even that should be extra hard work."

"yes yes...

This just adds to your insight, my future marriage with Fahar is because of a business deal, a marriage that will bring abundant wealth because it unites two multi-national companies into one.

That will increase the strength of business capital and of course it will make the business more advanced soared.

Marriage is a contract business and it must produce, it is not enough just to capitalize on love.

Love will come later, with the flow of the financial coffers of the two giant companies combined."

I just kept quiet and listened to Him, even though I didn't know what he was saying.

"His papi mas Fahar and my Papi have betrothed both of us, for the sake of continued business continuity.

Mas Fahar is handsome and dignified and dashing, which is why I agreed to him. as a husband later that can be a show to other friends."

"according to non, what is love like?"

Seen the woman named Fika was silent and thought for a moment.

"plenty of wealth, freedom and a bright future.that's love, then what do you think?"

"initially it was only comfortable, then gradually became a vibration in the heart next I don't know anymore."

"it turns out that the definition of love is different, yes, according to one's caste.

oh yes, I was curious.how could you be raped by mas Fahar? or are you peddling your body intentionally?"

"i think the non has crossed the line of privacy, as a person who is highly educated and has mingled with a society that upholds privacy.

It's not appropriate for non to ask that, because it's already in the privacy zone."

"okay, relax dong. Then if your child will be a girl, where will you go? and how do you live?"

"wherever this foot takes me away non, I also believe, as long as one can still work one will not starve.

For a babu child, a very simple life is natural.if it happens again it means repetition."

"okay, then what do you feel when you're with Fahar?"

"i don't need to answer that."

Fika instantly fell silent to my answer, and then she rejected me again.

"you know what my relationship with Fahar is, I'm ready to answer him. Ask me, whatever it is and I'll answer."

"no need non, because it is not important.I know or ngaknya, it will not affect my fate.

Let it be a non-memory with the young master, to be a memory later."

"you are wise, too, when you are so young."

"i also don't understand non, I just say what's on my mind."

"are you ready to let go of Mas Fahar?"

It feels like my heart is beating fast on this question from Fika.

"i'm used to non-disappointment, sooner or later, me and the young master will end up really."

I don't know if this remark offended her, so it made her sip the tea served by Nori's mop.