Pink pants
Sweet accident

"Where have you been? Why did Daniel leave you alone with the sisters?" Ask Marcel.

That afternoon, returning from Bandung Marcel directly to his home after driving Alya to the Firm first, he had missed his son very much, although there was no blood bond between him and Daniel, he said, but their inner bond can be said to be quite tight, mengkin it is called affection without the need for a reason. But it turns out that Marcel even found Daniel was crying only at his sister's company, in the wait until more than an hour, Sita who according to her household assistant left since that morning did not go home too, too, that made Marcel feel upset.

Marcel did not question where Sita went, only he did not like if his son in staying only with the sisters for so long, he said, because Marcel belongs to the types of parents who do not really believe if the affairs of the child are left entirely to others, even though it is a nurse from a trusted foundation, maybe because of the rampant cases of child molestation in the news, making Marcel feel paranoid himself, instead of Marcel forbidding Daniel in the care of the sisters, only a few hours according to him even in the care of the sisters, still have to be under the supervision of parents, in this case Sita who is only doing activities at home.

"I-I'm from the hospital, mas. J-so Daniel I didn't take it." Stuttering Sita, he really did not think that Marcel had come home, and now at home, usually Marcel was only at home at night.

"You should've told me if you'd left Daniel this long ago." Marcel said still with his tone.

"I think you're still out of town, and I don't want to interfere with your activities." Kelit Sita's.

"I can go home, and you leave after I'm home, I can also tell Darma to keep an eye on Daniel, if you really have to go." Marcel said without asking what Sita was doing in the hospital, was she sick, or was her family sick? For Marcel it's really not important, and Marcel doesn't want to know about any of that, which is the only problem here is that he doesn't like it when Daniel is alone.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Lirih Sita while looking down, did not dare to fight the sharp gaze of her husband's eyes.

"The housekeeping assistant said you went out like this a lot, I hope this is the last time you leave Daniel this whole time," Marcel multimatum, and Sita could only nod in resignation.

"There's something I want to talk to you about." Marcel continued his conversation.

"I think it's time for us to part, it's enough for us to lie to each other our feelings, but without love. I want us to get a divorce." Marcel expressed his wish.

As promised, he does not want to make Alya the third person in his household, so the only way is for him to divorce Sita.

His separation with Sita is certainly not just because of Alya, although Alya became one of the reasons, but since the beginning of the household brand has been damaged, indeed, their marriage was just like a time bomb that could explode at any moment, and maybe it was time.

Sita was silent as if thinking about something, she did not as well as answering Marcel's wishes, it seemed like there were many things Sita was considering at this time.

"I'm not going to demand anything from this marriage, for company matters as well I'm going to talk about it both with your parents and my father, too, I will accept whatever decision they make me," Marcel continued, trying to make Sita understand.

"Emhhh, I agree, but what if our divorce is done after the company's anniversary next month, I'm afraid there will be a jolt among the board of directors if you suddenly resign, it's an important moment for your father too, Salim group is your father's pride, don't spoil his happiness." Sita.

Now it's Marcel's turn to reflect for a moment, thinking about what Sita said there was a point, he should not ruin the moment of the company's birthday celebration just because of his personal affairs.

"Okay, I agree too. Next month after our company's anniversary we're getting divorced." Marcel said, he immediately turned around to leave Sita, because in his sense of what to say he had got an agreement.

"Emh,, Mum!" Call Sita, make Marcel who was about to go to Daniel's room stop his steps and turn back to wait for what Sita will say to him.

"But I have one condition if you want us to get divorced." Said hesitating.

"Say, whatever the conditions are I'll try to fulfill." Challenge Marcel.

"Ah, that-- later when we get divorced, I will convey the terms. What matters is that you agreed to it." Said Sita.

"I envy the woman, her ex-husband and her future husband are racing a race desperately to get her heart. A lucky woman!" He spoke with one corner of his lips raised next to him.

"There is no need to be envious of other people's lives, you just need to be grateful for your own life, because I'm sure you never know what kind of bitterness she's been through." Said Marcel with who now completely left Sita who was glued alone with her tears that suddenly melted just like flooding her cheeks.

There was nothing wrong with the words Marcel said to him, only it was too heavy for him to be grateful for what he had been doing all this time, getting pregnant out of wedlock by a completely irresponsible man, forced to be married by a man who does not love her at all, 'What should I love from my life?' His inner.

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As usual, once every two days Alya comes to Salim group to submit the financial statements and bookkeeping that he checks back because Marcel does not believe in Utari's performance, or maybe it's just Marcel's wits in order to meet Alya, of course it's all only Marcel knows.

Since then in Bandung, indeed nothing has changed, their relationship back professional, maybe more precisely they hold each other back, he said, although sometimes there are things that make them clumsy and go awry, like this time where Alya was sitting while explaining his report to Marcel while Marcel was standing slightly bent behind him staring at the laptop screen that was in Alya's lap, but when Alya will turn and turn to Marcel, he did not realize it turns out Marcec's face is right next to him, so accidentally his cheeks collide with Marcel's lips.

Suddenly it makes Alya's cheeks feel hot and immediately blushed with embarrassment, while Marcel just smiled sweetly, as if he had just got a windfall.

"Hmmm!" The sound of a woman's silence made the two who turned their backs to the entrance of Marcel's study room turned around simultaneously, as if the child was caught hand doing 'strange' when they were really just discussing work, and the children were actually talking about work, it's just, a sweet accident just happened just now.

"Sorry, the door's open, so I'm straight in." Said the woman who turned out to be Sita while pushing the baby stroller where Daniel slept in it.

I don't know what Sita is doing at this time, because during the marriage with Marcel can be said he is very rare even almost never come to Marcel in the office, at the office, this second time Sita comes after a year ago she accompanied him in Marcel's appointment as the group's Salim director.

Alya just nodded while giving a friendly smile to Sita, really she did not know if the one in front of her was the wife of Marcel, because she did not know what Marcel's wife looked like, and he didn't want to find out either.

"This must be Alya, introduce, I'm Sita. Wife of Marcel." Sita extended her hand towards Alya who was sculpting.

Alya's hand floated awkwardly receiving a helping hand of the woman who introduced herself as Marcel's wife. His mind suddenly recalled the sweet accident a few minutes ago, he was thinking did Sita see it too? From a certain point of view, the incident would definitely look as if he and Marcel were kissing, ah, how currently Alya was feeling very scared and feeling guilty, though he did nothing with the husband of the woman who was still waiting for him to welcome his hand.

"Ah, emh, yes, I'm Alya, mba, uh-Bu." Nervous Alya, she was even confused to have to call Sita who turned out to know her name by what call.

"Panggl Sita only, it seems like our age is not far away. I'm only two or three years older than you." Sita replied casually, just like Marcel who looked relaxed like nothing happened, he only occasionally glanced at the plump baby boy who was asleep like he did not feel disturbed by the chatter of adults around him.

'Damn, am I the only one feeling nervous in this room?' rfor Alya berated himself who several times failed in trying to calm himself.

"Please excuse me, then" said Alya, not wanting to look foolish to be between Marcel and his current wife, nor did he want to interfere with their affairs.

"Wait!" Sita cried, making Alya who had stood up from her seat and prepared to leave again speechless.

"There's something I want to talk to you about." Sita.

The deg!

Alya's heart is now like having just run a marathon, beating very fast, he's guessing about what Sita wants to talk to him about right now.