Pink pants
Single fighter

Alya really wanted to let go of a moment of household problems that he thought were very heavy on him, but in fact as hard as he tried, it still disrupted his focus.

Marcel asked Alya to meet him in an office area to review a shophouse that Marcel had promised to make Alya accounting firm, before Alya had hesitated when imagining having to start his own business, while he has never had the experience of opening his own business, it's just that Marcel, who is a hereditary entrepreneur and more experienced in the field, was able to convince Alya that he would help Alya.

In starting his career, Alya was not let go, Marcel still made Alya as an external accountant for his company, because after all, of course he will not believe in the job of Utari who replaced Alya's position.

"Does your family know that this building will be used by me?" Tanya Alya was worried, the shophouse building that was now being seen was very far from the shadow about the shape of the shophouse that was in her head. If he imagines it is just a simple two-story building, like the shophouses he often sees, it turns out this building is actually more appropriate in the name of office buildings, the three-story building has even been filled with all the furniture needs of the office such as tables, chairs, cabinets and shelves all of which still look new.

"This is my private building, which I bought when I was in college, my family no one knows about this place, after all, let's just say this is my secret business that joined you, I also want to prove to my father that I can succeed without help from him, hopefully our business ibi smooth and successful, yes!" Marcel's urai.

"You should feel grateful, still have a father who wants to support and pay attention to you, if you are an orphan like me, when you feel sad and need support can only feel alone, can only feel it alone, there was no family to go home and share the story," Alya smiled sorely.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring up your parents' problems!" Marcel regretted feeling that he had made Alya sad because he remembered his parents who had gone home.

"It's okay, sir. Enjoy the carelessness of our parents, their immorality, because one day, it will be greatly missed when they are no longer with us, because behind it all, it will be, they love us the most under any circumstances."Alya's eyes glazed as she remembered herself now completely as one, facing the problems that surrounded her and also her loved ones who all betrayed her, there was no gentle caress of her soothing mother, she said, no embrace of the father strengthens him, no shoulder of the beloved for him to lean on, he alone.

"Well, look, eat first, there's a noodle shop near here that's really good, come on!" Invite Marcel, do not want Alya to dissolve in his sadness, but he also does not want to get involved too far in Alya's problems, however he must keep his distance, Alya still has a husband, at this time.

"I'm not hungry!" Rejected Alya, she had indeed lost her appetite ever since those problems had come to entangle her.

"Are you going on a hunger strike to make you sick and your husband feel guilty?" Accuse Marcel.

"I'm not that weak and petty. I just don't want to eat." Elak Alya, dismissing Marcel's accusations.

"Don't ruin your life for someone who's even happy after hurting your heart and ruining your life." Marcel said as he walked outside the building which was then followed by Alya from behind.

Marcel's words just now made Alya's heart flinch a little, Right said Marcel, how foolish he was to spoil his sleep and eliminate his appetite just because he thought about his household problems, while out there Ivan may be smiling happily hugging the body of another woman, still feeling a good sleep and enjoying good food to the fullest without even thinking about himself.

"Recommend on my most favorite menu here, sir!" Said Alya while turning back the menu book on the table of the noodle shop located not far from the building that will be made his place to pioneer the business.

Marcel smirked his smile, while mentioning the name of the jumbo-sized bakmi menu he ordered for Alya and himself.

"Sir, this is a meal for three people, I won't be able to spend it." Alya screamed wide when a waiter thrust a large bowl filled with noodles that still reflected the smell of smoke with vegetable and meat toppings that were appetizing.

"Single fighters like you have to eat a lot to be strong to face reality" Ledek Marcel said.

"Well, if you eat this much, I'm sure it will be very strong even for ten years to come" Alya chuckled.

"I'm glad you can still laugh, eat!" Marcel took his bowl and enjoyed the dishes that were already available.

A laugh? Alya frowned, she had even forgotten when the last time she laughed, her life had been too tense lately that she had forgotten how to laugh.

Alya and Marcel were shocked at the table in his haapan in a loud buzz by someone.

"Oh, is this the reason you asked for a divorce from my son? You accuse Ivan of cheating but it turns out that the real fun is you, and as if being a victim in front of us, it's appropriate that you insist on separating, apparently finding another man, apparently!" Shouted Yuni who stood up while shaking her waist in front of Alya and Marcel who were enjoying their food, either the bad curse of what Alya was experiencing, or what was happening, just as he swallowed a few spoons of food and enjoyed it, his appetite had to go back to being lost due to the arrival of his mother-in-law who suddenly berated him and Marcel mercilessly.

"Mom, This-this-"

"I'm Alya's co-worker." Sambar Marcel when he saw Alya's confused figure had to introduce himself as to who.

"Workers? He's been fired from his job, using the excuse of a co-worker of all kinds, a sleeping partner, maybe!" Sinis Yuni, no matter the other visitors watching him yelling at Alya, as if there was a sense of satisfaction from successfully humiliating his daughter-in-law in public like that.

"Mom, let's talk at home or somewhere else, it's not good to be a spectacle like this." Take Alya still in a subtle tone.

"Why, are you ashamed that everyone knows your foul behavior, you cheating lady!" Maki Yuni again.

Pitying Yuni's accusation against Alya and being publicly humiliated like that, Marco stood up and wanted to defend Alya, but Alya immediately held Marcel's hand,

"Already sir, we better find another place to eat." Invite Alya, he does not want to serve the anger of Yuni and does not want to be a spectacle of people there.

Alya groped Marcel's hand to leave the place immediately, no matter what sound Yuni faintly still shouted at him.

After apologizing to Marcel, Alya said goodbye to go home, he had returned no taste for food because of his mother-in-law.

**

Just as Alya got out of his car and entered the courtyard of the house, Ivan was already blocking him, his face looking angry and clutching Alya's arm tightly.

"Just come home cheating, are you?" Shouted Ivan, apparently this anger because Yuni complained about what she saw earlier in the bakmi store.

"Van, let go, this hurts!" Alya revolted and tried to escape from Ivan's clutches.

"Who is that guy?" ivan's growl tightened his grip.

"Which guy? Who's cheating?" Alya resisted Ivan's sharp gaze without the slightest fear.

"Purely! You yell out loud accusing me of cheating, it turns out you're obviously playing with fire behind me, thankfully God showed you that rottenness" Maki Ivan angrily.

"Quite Van, it's been so outrageous, I've never cheated, it's obvious you stepped on my head, you and your family collaborated on fooling me, conspiring to deceive me, then I still have a reason to survive in a household like this? After you broke my heart, destroyed my hope, and ruined all the dreams I've been fighting for? Enough Van, let's get this over with right, let's split up, there's nothing more we need to keep in this stairwell." Alya.