The Sins of Marriage in London
MOSAIC 24 LET'S FIX IT

The silence of the night accompanied the silence, the sky was dark without a single star. The sound of a clock ticking the rhythm of a heart pump.

A man with a slightly flattened stature entered the residence. His head was like going around 7 rounds, he had just finished serving a female client at the bar. Kelly continued to make the guest uncomfortable with the look in his eyes, almost Alon had to lose the cooperation deal because of the woman.

"It's a real hassle" he lamented as he pushed the door open.

A cold voice welcomed Alon's arrival, echoing in the mutual sealing of the "Gmana, pleasant?" reflection?"

Suddenly Alon was aghast with the sound of a woman sitting haughtily on the sofa. The full gaze of the search pitted against each other.

Alon pointed his fingers, his eyebrows knuckled for an explanation "who let you out of the room without my permission?" Mumbled.

"NANNY!" He then shouted to the middle-aged woman.

Alon tries to protect her, as he is forced to lock her in the room. Although it seems cruel, in fact it is an implied message that Syha should not get out of the mansion while he was in America.

"Don't bother calling her, I want to ask you frankly,"

syha's speech was only responded by a snort from Alon, the man seemed not to want to continue the conversation.

"Just tell me the truth, you love Kelly, don't you?"

The question that was thrown pulled Alon to turn his head, but not a word was said from his tongue.

"You're always quiet means that's right, huh? If it's Kelly you love, why should I be your substitute bride?. Can't you do it with Kelly? What's it gonna be hard if you just dump me with this baby of yours." The seeds of the question simply unfold, waiting for a reply that never got.

"Your mouth is mute now?" Read Syha with annoyance, why does this man not raise his voice? Who wants to be hanged without certainty, lives haunted by a sense of guilt.

Alon looked up, took a breath and said "Rashhanda, there's much better for you to think about than taking care of my love for Kelly. Remember to pay the ransom and as long as you haven't paid the ransom you'll be shackled longer in marriage." He said then attached a suit to his arm.

"Whatever," answered the woman. Immediately stood up and sauntered through Alon who was still glued to the spot.

"You better pay off soon, if you want to be combined for too long?"

Syha paused for a moment staring intently at the grinning Alon, "so long, let alone be pitted. Living with you under the same roof I don't want to!"

Syha who stared down, relaxes the muscle joints around her eyes. Throw away your face and run to the top floor.

The man's pupil followed the direction of the crisp foot on the stairs and said, "after this Kelly will no longer be present among us. I understand you were depressed during your pregnancy, you don't have to worry about me taking care of her anymore." Alon closes the conversation with a sentence that gives the interlocutor a silent reaction.

"What did I miss yesterday?" grumble the woman.

"Just give it up" said Syha continued her steps.

On the other hand Alon threw his body on the sofa, only Syha was able to make him expressive like this. Sometimes he really feels angry and affectionate at the same time. It's smart that woman mixes up her feelings.

"Is he not that sensitive," annoyed Alon put his arm over his forehead, but the man was eager if his wife was more assertive with the presence of a third party among them.

Alon tilted with a smile, "so stupid, you think I didn't see you there?"

Yes Alon knew if his wife was stalking to America, it was not in vain he paid the dugem boy, who else if not Adam who just happened to be reliable.

The indentation of the smile lifted in his lips, his small bottom expecting Syha to be able to pay attention to him continuously like this.

...❁...

After the night conversation a few days earlier, the activity passed by busying themselves in the orphanage. Instead of having to persevere, meddling in her husband's personal affairs. Though, he was already very determined to not care, but the feelings continued to push him to feel further.

"Cici why is sad," Bao completes his tiny body into an embrace, disperse the lingering daydreams in the mind.

Does Shane have to start working? the pregnancy was quite big. Too risky if he has to work at this time, he will wait for the next 1 year to condense activities with a career.

"Should I make money to pay the best lawyer and sue for divorce on evidence that the affair was brought to justice? isn't it enough to settle the ransom out of wedlock?" While propping up his chin Syha thought for a moment to draw up her plan.

A voice called out from outside, with a cookie parcel in his grasp. The man approached Syha who looked cool chatting.

"Don't do much more like last night, our son will be acting like his mother" Alon said as he placed the cake before his wife. "I brought you some strawberry cake too."

Syha rolled her eyeballs with a puff, "Yes whatever," she said briefly. He was still curious how Alon could know his favorite food, even though they had never met.

Alon positioned his seat face to face, looking closely at the woman "sorry for my outrageous attitude towards you."

Syha frowned, why did this man suddenly come apologizing to her? wrong taking medication? not exactly because of skipping one night with Kelly at that time.

"Yes" there was no word but to nod and say yes. Somehow his heart felt so much better when this man knew how to deal with problems. His heart was filled with the maturity of Alon, reminding him of Zein's very different treatment. The problems that occur between them, there is no way but violence as a solution.

Alon rubbed his nape diverting the conversation along with Bao and Chen who seemed busy playing

"How do you feel about being here?" Alon's question was greeted with enthusiasm by Chen.

"Seru, we can meet our Cici every day," the man hugged Syha with a cheerful look on his face.

Alon's forehead seemed contorted to see the scene that did not deign in his heart.

"HEY BOY I'VE TOLD YOU MANY TIMES DON'T HUG ANYONE'S WIFE CARELESSLY!" Alon forced Chen's body away, but it made Chen tighten his embrace even more.

"Let go boy!"

the man shook his head strongly, "don't separate me from the sneakers."

Syha expressed confusion, all the eyes of visitors and caregivers turned their eyes to them. Two Asian races who argue with Mandarin become laughter in the midst of a tense atmosphere.

Syha again caressed Bao who ignored her brother's debate by falling asleep. "Thank you" he said slowly.

Alon's eyes glanced, "what did you say just now?"

"Nothing" the woman answered quickly, why was it that she could not always control her feelings in front of Alon.

The man smiled faintly, "tomorrow I have to fill out the show as a source, at the gathering event," he concluded and continued "follow with me later tonight."

Syha shook her head slowly, she felt she was not ready to attend a formal event filled by the upper class, it was not her background at all. What if he is being scorned by the public?

"You're the only one I don't want to." Reject Syha.

Alon sighed "just follow," please.

Syha did not respond to the offer, thinking repeatedly to consider.

...❁...

"Rashhanda Moon, your presence spoils the happiness I have framed with Alon! woman brengs*k,"

A roar resounded with erratic chaos all around, shards of wine bottles splattered on the floor side by side with cigar putungs scattered erratically.

"Alon turned away from me and chose you!" The hair was ruffled in frustration, shrieking hysterically and bending its knees.

"Just wait for my vengeance, I'll make you bear the shame!"