Pursuing Love Om Duda
Bickering

"Why did you leave me, hem?" Arya asked with a flat face.

Jenar did not reply, she was only able to shake her head.

"Did I make a mistake? Tell me where my mistake is?" ask arya again, but Jenar is still silent.

"Or you're getting bored with me huh, you want to find another guy out there!" snapped Arya who could not see Jenar silence her.

The deg!

Jenar immediately stared intently at Arya. How can Arya think like that if in fact she is the one who wants to find a woman outside, namely her ex-lover.

"Answer me Je!" yell Arya again.

Jenar could no longer hold back her tears.

She started sobbing but still tried to show a flat face even though tears had washed over her face.

Arya's heart was very sick to see Jenar cry like that but now her heart is in a state of anger and confusion.

"My-me." Jenar was stuck in her throat, she could not continue her speech.

"I what? I'm what je!" Said Arya again with a tone that was still rising.

"Since you met Fahmi at Dimas' wedding yesterday you changed with me. Do you have a taste with her? The guy you call your brother? Even when I get home from work you'd rather go and joke around laughing with her. Come on Je. Don't you think I'm your husband anymore, huh!" Arya snapped again, Jenar felt a pain in her head and a tremendous tightness in her chest.

"Can't you say slow?" jenar asked softly while closing her eyes.

"Aaarrkkkkhh." Arya shouted while slamming all the items in her room.

"Where's packing clothes in the suitcase? Want to go abroad to meet her? To see her situation and help her?" Jenar asked again without looking at Arya.

The deg!

Now Arya's heart seems to stop when she hears Jenar's speech. Arya was speechless at her spot and looked towards Jenar who occasionally wiped her tears.

Jenar took a deep breath back and began to move from the bed, she picked up Arya's clothes that were scattered on the floor, while occasionally stopping to hold back her dizziness.

"When do you want to go? Let me help you." Yell Flat jenar.

"This shirt is dirty, I'll get a new one in the closet. How long are you going to be?" Jenar asked but Arya was still quietly observing Jenar who was pretending to be rigid.

Arya follows Jenar who walks towards her walk in closed and starts picking up some of her clothes.

Arya's heart ached when she saw Jenar wipe away her tears while occasionally taking a deep breath. Arya wants to hug her but somehow her ego regains control of her.

"Are you going to bring a shirt? Or jackets? Or just keme-" Jenar stopped her activities and her speech when she felt the whole room spinning again.

"Ehem." Jenar cleared her throat to cover up her pain. "Do you also need to bring soap? Oh or you can buy it there later." Said Jenar again who never got an answer from Arya.

"Greet him when you get there. Don't think about children. The child has me, and Mama has Papa." Yell again.

"You're done with your unfinished business. It's over, do I need to take you to the airport too?" Ask Jenar.

"Why silence? you want me to talk, right? Now that I've spoken, why are you the one who's silent?" Jenar asked after she finished tidying Arya's clothes into the suitcase.

"I'll take a shower first, later if you're going to leave and I haven't finished my bath, don't have to wait for me, go." Jenar said as strongly as possible and then she walked towards the bathroom.