My Boss My Enemy
No Change Has Not Been

"Ren, quiet! I'm getting dizzy. Your voice makes me feel dizzy."

"Try the story to me, what's your problem, Mas? Although, I can't help. At least, it can reduce your burden," said Renita in a tone made as soft as possible.

She knew her husband was in big trouble.

"Don't know, you!" snapped at Armand before passing away leaving his wife.

"You can't silence a crybaby. I got dizzy, my sleep was disturbed. Just one child isn't perfect!"

BRAKK!

Armand paid no heed to his son's increasingly loud cries, after hearing the sound of the door he slammed.

"It's yes, dear.'' Renita calmed her son with teary eyes.

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Renita stared blankly at the glass window before her. The shadow was still clearly recorded in his mind, the clap was still clearly audible in his ears. Everything still feels real, even though it happened a few days ago.

It might be true, if anyone says. Women are easy to forgive but it is hard to forget.

"Ren, open the door. Two days you're not out at all." There was a sound from the outside following the beats in a row.

Who else did it, if not Armand. But Renita doesn't care, she's still loyal to her silence.

"Please, Ren. Don't keep going like this. We need to talk. Don't shut up like this. This matter will not be solved, if you keep quiet," Armand persuaded.

The man, just kept knocking on the door for the umpteenth time.

"Ren, I'm sorry. I don't give a shit. A thousand times I will apologize. Just so you open your mouth."

"You don't pity Vello. He was arrested by Mom. We are forbidden to see him before our problems are solved" Armand said in desperation.

The man sighed, his wife already hurt. It would be very difficult to persuade, if this was the case.

Armand cursed his own stupidity. If only that time, he did not vent all his frustration to his wife. At this time, the house is still fine.

The name of regret must have come at the end, if in front of his name registration.

A moment later, Armand remembered something. He immediately searched the entire drawer that was near the room. A smile spread across his lips as he found what he was looking for. Backup key.

Very carefully and almost without a sound, Armand opened the locked door. Successfully, the door opens and Renita is unaware. He was still faithful to his daydream, with his back to the door.

Armand settles like a thief who is afraid of being discovered by the owner of the house. Without further ado, he hugged his wife tightly from behind.

"I'm sorry" whispered Armand.

Renita flirted, neither resisting nor rebelling. The woman was still staring blankly at the front.

"Speak, Ren. Maki I'm like yesterday, if it can make you relieved and forgive me. Don't leave me like this" Armand's plea was still in the same position.

"You're repeating your mistakes again, Mas," Renita said in a flat tone.

"I know, so I'm sorry" replied Armand again.

Renita forcibly removed the circular hand winding on her stomach. He turned around, looking at the husband.

"Save all your apologies. I don't need it! You used to be, too, until I gave birth prematurely. I don't know what my fault is, you vent all your anger on me. And yesterday...." Renita could not continue.

The woman nodded in disbelief.

"I don't think about your way of thinking, Mas. Am I just you making your impingement?" asked Renita in a low tone.

"It's not like that, Ren."

"In fact, you can leave Marvello who is hysterical. Just because he wants to be carried by his father."

"Okay, I accept, if you ignore me. But I will never accept, you ignore my son, your flesh and blood. Supposedly, you let me die getting hit by a car. But why did you save me?"

"I didn't...."

"Don't want to lose your impingement, yeah!" renita shouted, interrupting her husband's rebuttal.

"I'm sorry, Ren." Armand knelt before his wife, then hugged her queen's belly.

The man spilled all his tears there. For a long time, only this time he questioned. For the woman who is in her heart.

Renita looked away. He didn't want to go through with all that.

"Perse me."

"What did you say?" armand asked coldly.

"Certify me! I want to get out of your life." Renita repeated her words.

Boldly, the woman returned the sharp gaze of the man.

"No way!" Armand refused firmly.

"If you don't want to. I'll file."

That remark, managed to ignite the fire of emotion within Armand.

"Don't fuck around, Renita," growled Armand.

''Only one kind. Divorce!'' Renita persisted with her wish.

"No, Renita!'' Armand's voice boomed in the room.

Bi Lastri who was not far from the room was shocked. He immediately approached, afraid that his master would flutter.

The middle-aged woman covered her mouth in disbelief at what she saw. Armand pinched Renita's body on the bed. Meanwhile, Renita herself continued to rebel beating the body of the husband.

Slowly, he closed the door. Letting the couple solve their problems in their own way.

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''What about them, Bi, '' asked Amalia over her phone.

''Just had a big fight, Mom. Mr. Armand shouted loudly. I was just shocked. But, after I came, they were like that in bed, said Bi Lastri very slowly, afraid that someone would hear the conversation.

Amalia sighed.

''Yes already, aunty is monitoring them constantly. If anything immediately report to me.''

''OK, Ma....''

The oun connection is broken.

''How, Ma?'' tanya Setiawan who was playing with his granddaughter on the carpet, not far from his wife's place.

''There aren't yet. They even had a big fight that ended up in bed, replied Amalia.

''Are all men like that? If there is a problem with the couple. The ends are always taken there. Instead of being settled well, '' grumbled Amalia.

''Yes, if you can't talk well. Directly taken there, Ma, '' said Setiawan with ease.

''Based on the same father, the same child, the same. Omes all.'' Amalia took Marvello in her carrier, then took him away.

''What is omes?'' ask Setiawan who just heard the foreign abbreviation.

''Well, where are papa's grandchildren going?''

''I'm taking it out. Arisan friends on bring grandchildren all.''

''Jeez, Ma.... Vello is not an item. Which is always a show, '' cried Setiawan commemorate his wife.

However, late. The car Amalia was driving away.

''Basic nini-nini rempong.''

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Armand leaned his body against the back of the bed. Cigarette smoke billowed from his mouth, with his body wrapped in a blanket. Beside him was a woman lying on her back with sobs coming out of her mouth. Who else, if not Renita. With the same circumstances as the man beside her.

The state of the room was like a broken ship. Clothes scattered on the floor, tissue paper splattered everywhere, as well as the condition of the bed that was like the attack was ***** pickaxe.

Being annoyed by her husband's actions, Renita got up from her position, then beat up the burly body many times.

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BTW, too much no? No, in my brain that's all that comes up. I hope you are not bored with the story....

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