The Second Ring
Chapter Three Seven

Olivia was still in her place with her phone held tightly. He was inexhaustible with what his sense of hearing had just heard. The mother-in-law alleged that the decision her husband had made was an influence on her. Oh. Maybe the woman thought so. So tega.

Then, Olivia finally decided to talk directly to her husband. He wanted to know Vino's opinion about quitting work and taking care of their current business. So, she immediately came out of the room and looked for the whereabouts of her husband.

Arriving in the living room, Olivia did not find the whereabouts of the man. Eventually, he heard a voice coming from the front. Olivia Pu came out and saw Vino standing in front of the terrace and making a call.

"I can't, Ma. Go there sometime and take Olivia too. But I can't now."

There was a ticking inside Olivia's chest upon hearing her name being mentioned by Vino in the call. He sharpened his sense of hearing so that he could increasingly know what they were talking about. Let's say this time the action he did was very disrespectful. Talk about husband and mother. But, it could not be denied that he was very curious about what they were talking about.

"That's my decision, Ma. It has nothing to do with Olivia."

The man looked frustrated. Vino even grabbed her hair hard. Apparently, the mother was also interrogating the man. His face looked very disheveled and unsightly.

"Why bring up the old camp? I married Olivia because of her love. Mama disagreed, asking me to marry a woman I didn't want at all."

Heh. Apparently the matter was again Should Olivia regret having married Vino now?

Not strong with what continues to be captured by her sense of hearing, Olivia decides to move on from there. However, what Vino said could still be heard by him.

"Vino loves Mama. But I won't be able to choose between Mama and Vino's wife, Ma. Olivia it's Vino's responsibility ...."

Thats enough. Olivia doesn't want to hear anymore. He quickly left the living room for the bathroom. After washing his face and polishing his face with a thin powder, he returned to the kitchen and prepared dinner for them.

"Hey. You're here? What do you want to cook?"

Long ago. If Vino finds Olivia standing facing the stove, the man will swoop her in from behind. The two hands of the man would be tightly coiled around Olivia's waist.

Long ago. If Vino finds Olivia in the kitchen, he prepares food for them. The man will interfere as much as possible until finally Olivia does not prepare their food and choose to buy finished food.

But everything seems to have changed. Problems that occur in their household greatly affect the communication and familiarity of both.

It could be, what had happened earlier in the laundry place also had its own effect on the man's feelings. Maybe even for the feelings of both. Because everything that happened in the past. Good memories in the past, seem to be eroded by many things that happen in the present. Especially at what Olivia just heard.

It felt, it was uncomfortable if Vino who came and just hugged himself without any awkwardness at all.

In the end, Olivia turned her head for a while and put on a smile as sweet as she could. The woman returned the greeting of the husband with an awkward feeling that could not be avoided or hidden from the look of his face.

"Hey, I'm cooking dinner for us."

"What are you cooking?" ask the man. He stood beside his wife as he looked at the hot cauldron placed on the burning stove.

"I .. ni, I'm fried tempeh. To the fried rice side dish."

Olivia smuggled the tempeh that had been drenched by the flour into the hot oil. Then he moved away from the stove and prepared the fried rice seasoning he wanted to make.

"Sister Vino is okay, right, if we eat fried rice tonight?" ask Olivia. He looked at the husband who was looking at him closely. Tap can be avoided, Olivia's nervousness is becoming - so.

Vino smiled as he nodded his head. The bead of his eyes was still staring fixedly at his woman who looked wrong behavior. Uh. Vino thought that the red tinge on Olivia's cheeks would never be seen again. Because a lot of things are happening right now. Moreover, Olivia's attitude lately looks different.

"Fried rice is good to eat tonight" Vino said later.

There was no more conversation between them. Apparently, Olivia was desperately avoiding her. That woman looks very busy. Until at the end, the fried rice that was awaited was also cooked.

Vino deftly helped the wife prepare their dinner menu to the plate. He picked up the plate and waited patiently as Olivia poured the rice into the plate he was holding.

The two then ate dinner in silence. Say, they are enjoying the menu served solemnly.

"You want more, can you?" asked Vino while lifting his plate that was empty.

"Bo .. leh." Olivia took the plate and filled it with rice again and gave it to Vino.

Olivia's hand seemed to tremble as she gave the plate, which made Vino even more aware of it ... Olivia looked nervous.

"If you want to say something important, you can say it now, Olivia. No need to wait until later. I can listen to what you say while eating," Vino said in the end, feeling impatient.

Olivia put her spoon on the plate. The rice was eaten a little. As before, his appetite had still not returned to normal.

"Sister," call Olivia at last. He swallowed saliva to wet the throat that suddenly felt the shell.

Just like Olivia. The man also chose to stop eating. It was very disrespectful to hear what Olivia was about to say by staying focused on her meal. The wife looks very nervous.

"I'm gonna ask ...." Olivia continued her words. A second later, however, he was back to being his sentence.

Olivia took a deep breath. Filling the lungs that feel already congested. Meanwhile, in front of him Vino had been waiting patiently for what he wanted to say next.

"I have no right to the job you're going to take?" Finally, Olivia expressed her thoughts.