
The night was getting late, Marcel was standing on the balcony of the house, staring at the scattered stars. His memory is again directed at his late fiancee, Shanum.
Shanum's departure left a deep wound for Marchel. It felt like Marchel could no longer afford to pretend to be tough in front of everyone, covering up her grief with her cold demeanor.
"How can I do this, Shan... I really can't" murmured Marchel.
His eyes had been glazed over, feeling that fate was so willing to play tricks on him. Instead of marrying a beautiful and perfect girl like Shanum, Marchel instead married a geeky teenage girl who was far below his age. And at Shanum's request, Marchel and Sheila's marriage was kept secret from everyone. Only a handful of people knew about the silent marriage.
Marchel then went inside her room and dropped the body on her bed. If only the fateful incident had not befallen Shanum, perhaps at this moment, the man would not have drowned in his deep sadness, crying over someone who would never return again.
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There was a sound of broken glass coming from the kitchen, startling the mother who was having breakfast at the dining table. Curious, the middle-aged woman immediately moved towards the kitchen.
Sheila, who was neat in her school uniform, was picking up the remains of the broken glass she had just broken. The girl was making milk for her breakfast, but accidentally the glass fell out of her hand.
"Geez, what are you doing?" asked the mother in a nearly snapping voice.
"Ma-sorry, Mum... I accidentally dropped the glass." Sheila's voice was softened, there was a painful feeling in her heart hearing that loud crack.
Mom took a deep breath, then threw it away violently. The greater the dislike for the figure of the teenage girl who has the status of her daughter-in-law. "You really can't do anything right. Marchel has made a terrible mistake marrying a useless child like you."
Sheila was still down there, picking up the rest of the shards, glancing at the woman standing before her with a frightened look. "I'm sorry, ma'am, I didn't mean it."
"Not intentionally? Hurry up and clean it up!"
"Ba-good!" The voice of the plain girl started to tremble along with her trembling hands. Tears seemed to force out of her already swollen eyelids.
The girl wanted to stay in her old house. Where no one would yell at him. In the past, Shanum was very pampering his sister, even Shanum treated her like a princess of the king.
Shanum, why did you leave me alone? Look what I'm going through right now. And why did you ask your doctor sister to marry me? inner Sheila.
After cursing at Sheila, the mother returned to the dining table, leaving Sheila who was still sitting on the floor. A servant who worked in the house then approached Sheila and helped her stand up.
"I'm sorry, Auntie... I actually accidentally broke the glass," Sheila told the waiter.
"It's okay, Sheila. Do you want to make some more milk? You haven't had breakfast yet" said Aunt Yum softly.
Sheila published her smile at a glance, then rubbed her watery tail, then fixed the position of her thick glasses. "No need, Auntie! I'm going to school."
The woman who had worked for decades in the house rubbed the poor girl's long hair with pity. "Do you feel better? Didn't you just have surgery a few weeks ago?"
"I've been feeling better, Auntie! Thank you." Thank you."
Meanwhile, Marchel had just arrived at the dining table. The man dropped his body on the chair and took out a piece of bread and applied chocolate jam on the bread.
"Where's sheila? Why didn't he have breakfast?" marchel asked the mother who was enjoying her breakfast. The middle-aged woman did not answer her son's question.
Marchel can also see the look on his mother's dislike face when asking for his wife's whereabouts.
"Where is Sheila, Auntie? Didn't he go down to breakfast?" marcel asked the waiter.
"Sheila had breakfast in the kitchen" Aunt Yum replied.
Marcel furrowed his brows at the woman's reply. "What's? Why isn't she eating breakfast here?"
Aunt Yum glanced at her great mistress at a glance, then fell silent. Didn't answer Marchel's question. He could only lower his head when he saw the look on his employer's face that looked upset. Marchel quickly understands the situation, but the man understands that his mother has not been able to accept Sheila's existence in the house, especially with the status of being the wife of her only son.
As the only son, of course, the mother wants an ideal daughter-in-law who can be exhibited to her friends. Just as the mother showed Shanum off as Marchel's future wife.
Not long after, Sheila came from the kitchen through the dining table with her head lowered. Walk behind Marchel and just pass him by. The girl quickened her steps up the stairs towards the second floor where her room was.
As soon as he entered his room, he picked up his school bag and immediately walked out of the room.
"Sheila!" call Marchel when she sees Sheila leaving the house.
"What did you ride to school for?" ask Marchel.
"Good angkot, Brother!" he answered with his head down.
"Don't! I'll just take you with me." Marchel walked out to his car parked in the front yard. Sheila tailed behind her, following those long footsteps, watching the back of the man who had become her husband.
Along the way, not a word came out of the mouths of the two men. They were silent, not thinking what.
The old Marchel was very different from the current Marchel. In the past, the man was very friendly and attentive to Sheila. But now everything has changed. Marchel became very cold and stiff. Shanum's departure for good left a deep wound and has changed the man.
The car stopped in front of the gate of a school, Sheila reached out her hand to kiss the back of her husband's hand.
"What time are you home? I'll have the driver pick you up."
"No need, brother. I can take the bus or the angkot."
"Call me. I'll have the driver pick you up! You brought your medicine, right?" marcel asked followed by a nod of the head by the little girl.
Marchel grabbed the wallet from her back pocket, took out a few hundred thousand bills, then gave it to Sheila . "This is your pocket money! Don't just snack!" marcel said in a flat tone.
The innocent girl just took a piece of money, then put it in her shirt pocket, "Thank you, Brother!" he said then opened the car door.
"Take everything!" exclamation Marchel.
"No need, brother! I don't get stuck in school either." After which, Sheila got down from the car, walking in uninspired steps towards the school gate.
From a distance, a male student approached Sheila. They then walked into the gate. For some reason, Marchel stared in dislike. Even though Sheila is already his wife, seeing him close to his male friend is not something fun even though he does not love and wants the girl at all.
Sheila is no longer visible, but Marcel is still in his car. Moments later, the man woke up from his daydream. Marchel immediately turned around, then rushed to the hospital where he practiced.
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