TRAPPED IN THE PAST STORY
CHAPTERS 141. KARMA OR DESTINY?

Under the beautiful night sky Shasha sat alone, contemplating that she was holding a cup containing her favorite warm drink, matcha latte. He thought about his life that he never imagined would be like this.

Am I suffering from karma? But why should the karma I experienced happen over and over again?

Again the words of karma that came to Shasha's mind. The betrayal he once committed to Dion should have been completed when he had a love affair with Abra. At that time the karma he received was more painful. He was betrayed, used and nearly abused.

The shadow of karma begins to disappear when he is betrothed but karma begins to appear at the beginning of their marriage. Daniel gave a condition that never existed in the mind of a woman who when she was a child she always imagined a marriage life so beautiful as a figure Barbie married to the prince of her dreams.

It seems like it only exists in the story of a child as a beautiful fairy tale for sleep senders.

And what happened to me I'm not a Clara Drosselmayer who has magic abilities, I'm not Rapunzel who has a magic brush, I'm not Odette who can break spells, and I'm not Princess Annika who has a pegasus as a protector.

I'm just myself, if anyone hurts me it's obligatory for me to choose between surviving or letting go.

What did I think of this for. Maybe it's not karma but destiny. I will accept this fate, I know You will not give trials beyond my means. And what happens to me now means that you have considered myself capable of finishing and passing through.

Tired of thinking about everything, Shasha looked up again, where the moon and stars were smiling at her. I don't know what smiles the two put out. A friendly smile or a mocking smile.

Smile cordially as it accompanies Shasha in solitude or smile mockingly at seeing Shasha sitting alone.

The night grew colder, the cup of matcha latte that accompanied him began to run out and all that was left was sadness.

**

This morning Shasha was not so excited to go to work. He woke up in the morning about seven in the morning.

"Why did I just wake up?" shasha asked in surprise and gasped in surprise when she saw the curtains in her room were already open.

"Then who opened these curtains?" while standing Shasha started approaching the curtain and opened the window.

Suddenly someone appeared from inside the bathroom that was in his room.

"Sister? How can I get in?"

"You forgot? yesterday there were two keys and accidentally laughed. From yesterday you were contacted can not, I horn from earlier also not connect so I just enter."

"Thank you, brother, the attention of my sister is really giving people a date" said Shasha, chuckling.

"Makanya be my sister-in-law, exciting tau!"

"Would you like to have a widow sister-in-law?"

"Father, I am also a widow. The widow was getting ahead of the know. Moreover, the model of the widow is like ours, the widow who is still original."

"There's no way." with a smile Shasha started making her bed.

"I'm not kidding, I'm serious. We're unsettling widows."

"Sister, I'm not a widow yet."

"Oh yeah, I forgot."

After an uneventful conversation, Shasha starts getting ready to take a shower and Rianda starts preparing breakfast for her and her best friend.

After breakfast, the two began preparing to leave for the office.

As usual in the car Rianda always open the conversation first, and as usual Shasha always laughs with what Rianda is talking about.

For Shasha the figure of Rianda is a friend that he already considers like a sister. And only he knows if actually Rianda is a warm, chatty and jolly person not a duck-and-cuck person who is cold as when in the office.

**

Now the two of them have arrived at a parking lot of a famous company building in the Capital. Two beautiful women were walking towards the office building. From afar, an elite car looked at the two of them. Although only looking from behind but he was sure that the woman with the length of shoulder-length hair was his wife.

Sooner or later I will find your whereabouts, I want to solve the problems between us and start over and build on what I talked about and promised you.

After being satisfied to look at the back of his wife he began to step on the pedal of his car and drive forward quickly.

***

Tok !

Geck!

"Lake in!"

Hearing Dion's reply, Shasha came in and gave Dion some papers to sign.

"Why do you explain what this file is?" ask Dion. He deliberately asked Shasha to explain the contents of the documents in front of him so that he could linger looking at the face of his secretary directly and for quite a long time.

"I want you to explain, my eyes are tired of reading" Dion said.

Although lazy but as a secretary he tried to professionally explain so that his boss could be clear and able to understand.

Dion looked at Shasha's talking lips, a slap on Shasha's cheek that was still visible.

The scar has not disappeared, it must have hurt .

"Why sir, is there anything that is still not understood?" ask Shasha.

Dion who had not focused on Shasha's explanation because he was busy looking at the beautiful face of his former lover.

Hearing that Dion did not respond to her question, Shasha asked for a second time.

"Why sir, is there anything that is still not understood?"

Dion who was asked still did not answer, to make Shasha think to surprise Dion who he thought was daydreaming.

He saw a lid of drinks on the glass, with Shasha's prank dropping it on the floor and a noise that made Dion shocked wide.

"What's wrong?" ask Dion in shock.

"Daritadi continued to dream, what are you worried about?"

"Nothing" answered the bewildered Dion himself.

Seeing Dion who looks confused makes Shasha dare to say "If so I go out first" said Shasha while turning her body that was about to come out.

"Wait, don't go out there's something I want to ask."

Shasha who had already turned her body over only let out a long sigh while saying, "what else would you like to ask!"

Inevitably Shasha also sat in front of Dion who was waiting for him to answer questions from his boss.

"Why was your phone inactive and active this morning?"

"Why is the question personal?"

"Good, not personal, it's a matter of work. You know not last Sunday night we should have dinner with a customer from PT.ABC but repeatedly I can't call you."

"I'm sorry, it's Sunday night outside of my working hours, isn't it?"

"At least don't turn off the phone."

"Yes sir, sorry."

"In exchange tonight we should come to their dinner."

"A dinner way? just us or some company present.

"Why?"

"I think you understand why."

"Aren't you going to see him?"

"Don't see him I wish I didn't see him again."

Did you really hate your husband this time?

I honestly don't know if I should be happy or sad to see you like this.

But I can see from the look in your eyes that if you still love your husband, you don't really hate him.

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