
Albert entered the warehouse room and his hand opened some cloth covering the goods, like he was looking for something Betty saw approaching him.
"Is there anything you're looking for? ", ask Betty.
"Do you know anyone who dares to move my things?" said Albert, riled at not finding the item he was looking for.
Betty was surprised by Albert's tone of speech to her, as long as she was here just this time she heard Albert's anger just because of an item she hadn't found.
"I cleaned up this place and when you looked for a photo of that broken image, I threw it in the trash", betty said coldly disappointed to see Albert's anger just because of the photo of his ex in the dump.
"You're so sassy! never interfere in my personal affairs, including moving my things without permission! ", cried Albert and encouraged Betty so she could look for the trash where the image was thrown away.
Albert's involuntary thrust was so violent that Betty fell and her head hit the table until it bled, and Albert left without heeding her and passed away without turning his head.
Betty's heart was deeply wounded like a sliced knife, with no tears streaming down her cheek and she immediately wiped it away not wanting grandma to see her grief Betty was used to harboring her own feelings.
It was so deep Albert's love for the girl named Citra, until the picture was thrown away he could hurt himself who note nice is his wife even though their marriage is not marriage in general.
Betty took a deep breath and then opened the bonds of dry garbage, which she had cleaned and took a photo of the image that had cracked the glass and she threw it away earlier.
He looked at the face of the beautiful girl in the photo he was holding, and put it back in its place then he left the warehouse with a sliced heart.
He wanted to clean up the warehouse that many items were not in use so that it looked roomy and saw Albert there, now that desire had disappeared his head was dizzy and he also cleaned the blood wound on his forehead that was bruised due to hit the leg of the table.
After he cleaned his wound he plastered it with a handyplast, then he lay on the bed and closed his eyes forgetting all the previous events that hurt his heart.
Albert enters the house looking for Betty to apologize to him, for some reason he was so emotional to see Betty throw away a picture of the dead image.
"Rina." call Albert in the spacious guest room.
"What did you call me?" asked Rina, who came in from the kitchen.
"Where's the young mistress?" asked Albert.
"So I saw the madam enter the master's room" replied Rina.
Somewhat afraid to think Albert wanted to scold him, because it had made Betty work to help him clean the dusty warehouse.
"Yes thanks" said Albert walking toward Betty's room.
Albert looked at Betty who was asleep and saw her forehead in the handyplast, Albert's heart felt guilty for making Betty hurt without her accidentally being carried away by emotion.
Albert stroked Betty's hair and kissed her forehead, looking at Betty's sleeping face like a calm and peaceful baby as if nothing could disturb her.
"I'm sorry, '" she whispered softly, she had accidentally pushed Betty so bumped.
The image has long since left him but the memories are still stored, he realizes Betty is now his wife and should not have kept a photo of Citra.
Betty has the right to throw it away, her actions were outrageous. She stared at Betty's innocent face without any makeup and the thick bangs covering her face that were disturbing the scene because it looked so ugly it was.