The Broken Ring's
Actually, Why is he?

After finishing arranging all her personal belongings in the lower floor room, Lalita took a shower and took a break. From now on, that room will be his private room as long as he is still in this house. In this room too he would think correctly about what steps he would take in front of him.

"Mrs." Ms. Risnah called out while knocking on the door of the room, making Lalita's daydreams open instantly.

"Yes, ma'am" said Lalita as she inched from the top of the bed.

"Kwetiau friednya is ready, Madam. Want to eat at the dinner table or in the room?" ask Miss Risna.

"Bring it here, Mom. Bring along some pudding and orange juice, too" said Lalita.

"Okay, Madam." Miss Risnah said yes, and then she could no longer hear her voice.

After a while, the middle-aged maid knocked on Lalita's room door again. This time, Lalita immediately opened it and took over the tray brought by Bu Risnah.

"Thank you, ma'am," said Lalita.

Bu Risnah assented while saying retreat. Soon Lalita again closed the door of her room and placed the tray in her hand on the nightstand. He then washed his hands and ate with a gluttony of fried kwetiau cooked with a mixture of various types of seafood. Just like last afternoon when he ate a burger, this time Lalita also wanted to eat fried kwetiau apparently because of the desire of the prospective child.

Lalita felt lucky because she had no trouble eating at all, even though she was in a period of cravings. His appetite is even classified as very good for the size of young pregnant women who are thinking a lot. As long as the nutrition is well fulfilled, it seems there will be no problem with the prospective child he or she is carrying.

After she finished eating, Lalita took out a box that was quite large. Inside the box, there is paper and pencil as a drawing tool and some pictures of clothing designs ever made by Lalita. He hasn't touched those things since he married Erick two years ago.

Since long ago, Lalita did have a hobby of designing fashion. The dresses she used at that time were also designed by herself. He once aspired to be a great designer. Therefore, he had planned to explore the science of fashion design abroad.

However, all his plans and dreams were then buried deeply when suddenly Erick came to propose to him. Like getting the durian collapsed, Lalita was so happy because she thought that the man she had always loved had the same feelings as her. Without a second thought, he accepted Erick's proposal. All his dreams and aspirations were forgotten. After marriage, she did not want to be far from her husband, especially if she went abroad.

There is no desire to be a great designer. The only thing Lalita has in mind is how to be a good wife to Erick, that's all. The man had completely shifted his world.

Lalita stared at the image she made while sighing deeply. Now he regretted all his stupidity. Making Erick the sole center of his world was the biggest mistake he had ever made. How could he forget his interests and talents because of someone who never even loved him.

While smiling slanted at her own innocence, Lalita picked up a brochure tucked between sheets of her design paper. Brochures that once made him want to go to Paris to study fashion science, directly in a place that became the fashion mecca of the world. If now he wants to continue to achieve his dream, is it still not too late?

After being stunned for a while, Lalita also put the papers she saw back into her original container, then stored the object in one corner of the closet. He should not be too long drowning in sorrow and disappointment. For the sake of the prospective child who is currently in her womb, she must be strong and begin to devise a future plan. And the first thing he had to do was end the marriage that Erick once called this cursed marriage.

Erick, Larisa, her mom and her dad. They were all the people Lalita cared about the most, but they were also the ones who had incised the wounds in her heart. It may sound childish, but Lalita would love to get away from them all, if she could disappear and not be found again. I don't know what reason they all did it to him, but clearly, he is now really disappointed.

Meanwhile, Erick who had been under pressure all day from Arfan, now returned home with a tired face that could not be covered. He stepped into the upper room with half- listless steps, then entered into his room reluctantly. Meeting Lalita in this state would usually make her feel even more uncomfortable, but it was impossible if she did not go home. Lalita's gonna be a hit.

Erick opens the closet. He was even more surprised to find that all of Lalita's clothes were out of place.

"Where's he going?" murmured Erick as he came back out of the room.

"Lita, Lita!" Erick called his wife down the stairs, waiting downstairs.

"Lalita, where are you?" ask Erick again. His feelings became worried for a moment.

Hearing Erick's voice, Miss Risna hurriedly approached.

"What's up, Mister?" ask Miss Risna.

"Where is Lita?" erick asked without being able to cover his gala face.

"Mrs are there, sir. Resting in the room. It seems to have slept because of fatigue" said Ms. Risna.

"Being resting in a room? Don't lie, Mom. I just came from my room. He wasn't there, not even his stuff."

"Oh, that's ...." Miss Risna seemed a little confused explaining it to Erick.

"He left with all his things?" ask Erick again impatiently.

"No, Mister. Madam's not going anywhere. Only, the Madam asked me to move all her belongings to the guest room. Madam said, from today, Madam will occupy the room," said Ms. Risnah finally.

"What?" Erick frowned in astonishment.

"I also don't understand why Madam is so suddenly. Just now, when I asked what dinner would be for Mr. Madam, she said no. In fact, usually the Madam always cooks for the Master, even though the Master often comes home late and has eaten outside." Ms. Risnah added again, making Erick look even more astonished.

Starting from leaving the anniversary party that he prepared himself, Lalita's attitude suddenly changed. Of course Erick was confused and worried about making it.

"Why is he really?" erick muttered to himself.

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