The Unperfect Marriage
fighting from Zero

the pointer of time continued to roll, unlike Esa and Han who were busy with their respective important affairs, Ola just locked herself in her study. dozens of chat also dozens of calls he ignored in order to enjoy his laziness.

even the sound of knocking along with the door open does not also make the office owner move from his most comfortable position, sitting with part of his body face down on the table, his right cheek in direct contact with the rectangular object.

"what time is Freya? it's time to go home, isn't it?" ask without changing his position.

instead of getting an answer, Ola instead heard footsteps approaching and made her immediately take a stand as soon as she felt a kiss land on the top of her head

"what is ... mas Esa?" ola's words were cut off changing screeches as soon as she found the figure of the man who was smiling annoyingly in front of her

"yes, this is mas, dear" answered Esa with a happy twinkle.for a long time he had not heard his wife calling herself 'mas'. Esa knew that it was only a reflection of Ola's shock, though so the excitement in her heart felt doused in the sea water

"why are you here again?"

"pick up your wife" answered Esa then, foolishly with his wife's cold attitude

"i brought my own car" Ola said as if reminding them that they use their own car

"oh wrong means. mas should say that mas here want to ride with your car. mas car brought Han to the workshop" said Esa lying in her last sentence. Esa accidentally left her car in the company and came by taxi to be able to go home one car with her wife

"no way. I have another appointment.anyways you come without confirmation first, so I will not hesitate to refuse to give a ride"

"who said no confirmation, have called 32 times, send a message 17 times" Esa said as he gave a code with his head, challenging Ola to check the woman's phone

"doesn't silence mean consent?" Esa with her cunning brain returned to voice once Ola had read the message

"later I'll book a cab"

"kok taxi anyway, Yang" Esa protested with the wife's answer

"i can't possibly send you home we're not in the same direction" Ola said with a straight look right at Esa's netra, a cold and disgusted look clearly emanated from the female netra of the S2 Undip graduate

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basically, Esa's determination that has been greater than the magnitude of Mount Everest will not falter just because his efforts have not been welcomed. ola's cold demeanor that showed no signs of melting made Esa's spirit flutter instead of despair.

today it is not why his efforts ended in vain.In order not to make the wife more bored and fed up with his unhappiness, Esa finally succumbed not to disturb the calm Ola too far. Moreover, Esa's head feels like it will explode when the mouth of the woman continues to warn him to keep the boundaries because they will divorce.

the woman did drive him home because of the reason 'pity' that woman was told that Esa was not big head earlier. just dropping off and leaving again as if the house that used to be a palace they built a household only a foreign building in the eyes of the woman.

is the area located in Simpang Lima to be the last point black bmw Ola stop. Esa clucked, it's worth it all this time he always went home empty-handed when looking for Ola on Jl. Prof Sudarto ~where prior to marriage Ola had a private apartment unit in The Alton Apartment which is close to the university where the woman studied bachelor and master~, which is located, the unit was Ola leased to others since they married. Instead of breaking the contract by renting, it seems the wife prefers apartment units in the heart of Semarang city center, the Warhol Residence apartment

"good evening dear, see you tomorrow" the monologue Esa is still sitting on the motorbike she parked on the side of the road opposite the apartment.

the afternoon has changed the night, then the tares of the vehicle are getting denser. Esa again spurred the hand gas of the metic motor vehicle owned by the guard of his housing complex, leaving the Warhol Residence area which became the new residence of the wife

instead of going straight home, Esa turned the two-wheeled vehicle towards the road that would take him at the home address of his parents.

not only in the Ola family, Esa also had a great sin on both parents. not only the tears of the wife that makes her chest tight with guilt and regret but the Queen's tears are the same. earlier in the court Esa did not even dare to look at the mother because she was embarrassed also did not have the heart to see her first love woman crying over her breng-sek behavior.

the closer to the housing complex of his parents, the more slowly Esa spurs motor hand gas.

for life, only this time Esa felt so embarrassed to meet his parents.even felt he wanted to turn the direction and immediately go from there. but considering that there is a goal that he must achieve however seemingly an obstacle makes Esa unable to obey his ego who wants to run away from that place.

he had to apologize to his father and mother for his fatal mistake that made his marriage almost divorced. Esa also wants to convey his intention to ask for their blessing for his sincere intention to fight for Ola as a man who should want to have his beloved woman to accompany his days to old tied up with relationships saintly.

if he used to get Ola so easily because of the intervention of his parents, this time Esa wanted to fight alone, but he still needed the blessing of papa and his mother so that his step in the service, he said, barack and the Queen still believe him.

the cold night wind does not make himself cool, even his forehead is now sweating behind the helmet.after parking the motor, he said, Esa with a thumping feeling led her legs to the courtyard of the 3-story nude house that became a silent witness of her plants for up to 27 years of her life

once all sorts of rebuff prayers had been memorized in the heart, Esa ventured to press the bell

once

pause, he waited a minute, so there was no sign he pressed the bell again

twice...

thrice...

and when he was about to press the bell again, the door of the house opened and then appeared a middle-aged woman, the hostess with a flat face there

"oh, there's a guest"

Seriate...