Turns out I'm the Actor
4. There's No News

"Sorry, it's a sudden affair, I can't stay."

Those words were ringing in Neta's ears all day. Until the afternoon her husband had not given any news at all. Neta is in turmoil.

"It hurts so much, when he ignores me like this. It's still our special day, but he thinks it's like a normal day" Neta said alone.

From morning until noon only Neta spent to think about all that. Kei, the man who had become her husband was impressed very indifferent. Not giving any news at all.

"Ah, I'm bored of being alone like this. Am I going to the boutique? But then the kids will be surprised if I go to the store now. They will certainly ask a lot," muttered Neta while playing her phone.

Tired she felt frustrated half a day because of the departure of her husband who had no news. How many hours did her husband leave, but his actions made Neta suspicious. Who is not suspicious, just a moment Kei went into the room and came out directly with his suitcase. Presumably, he had already prepared everything.

"Ah, no. Do not go to the boutique, just play, to the mall," said Neta who then snatched her motorcycle key and left the apartment.

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Enjoying solitude by walking alone there he accidentally sees a couple who quarrel with an alleged affair. Neta just fell silent looking at him and yes, in her heart raging.splashed about the affair as well.

"Did Kei leave in a hurry because he wanted to see another woman?" his heart wondered.

"It's terrible, it's the affair" said a man who suddenly approached beside her.

"Yes, and I hate lies. The affair was only committed by those who were cheap" Neta said without seeing the interlocutor.

The young man who approached him in the middle of the crowd when he saw the fight for the heart of a man was handsome. His style was casual, with his shoulder-length hair tied up originally and his nose pointed and high posture with the camera necklace he was using to take pictures of the affair.

"Why do you take pictures of people fighting?" ask Neta.

"It's my job, I'm just doing my job" the man replied casually.

"job? Trailing people?" ask Neta to clarify the man's answer

"I know, I'm Reza. I'm a street photographer." Reza reached out his hand and began the introduction using informal language as if they had been friends for a long time.

"Oh, I'm Neta" Neta replied as she returned the hand and smiled awkwardly.

"Beautiful" Reza's inner heart as she looked at Neta.

The first impression Neta gave was "Beautiful". Hazel eyes, height 164 with ideal body weight but little contained, 58kg. All of it was increasingly supported by her long hair as a wavy brownish waist.

"Meta? Beautiful name is unique, not market. Em.... Can I take a picture of you?" ask Reza.

"Make what? No need, I will be angry with my husband if you see my photo you spread to social media." Neta spoke with a smile, as if talking about the status of being married was the most pleasant thing.

"Oh, are you married?" asked Reza who did not believe the beautiful woman's words.

"Udah," Neta answered by showing off the ring on her ring finger proudly.

"Gue, designer. Oh yeah, this is my boutique business card. Who knows if your girlfriend will be shopping," said Neta with a sweet smile.

"Don't smile, you're too sweet for that Neta," the inner heart of Reza admired Neta's figure.

Reza smiled faintly as she received the Neta business card. A few seconds, he looked at Neta and looked back at the business card before saving it.

"Cool, we can definitely work together someday" Reza said with a calm facial expression.

"Hopefully yes" Neta said. "Eh, I pull it off first yeah, want to go around looking for inspiration."

"OK," replied Reza who nodded slowly.

Neta passes away with Reza who secretly perpetuates her beautiful back. Yes, Reza has put a dream on the figure of the motherly woman.

Once again, he smiled and looked at the business card in his hand so that Neta could no longer be caught with a glance. But there is one belief that he will someday be able to meet the woman.

"To be able to Reza, to be married does not mean unapproachable" Reza said.

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Meanwhile, Keiji is fighting with his wife, Salma. Salma, the only child of a wealthy family who cannot give a child who always demands perfection from Kei. Selfish, yes Salma is a spoiled and selfish figure.

Raised in the realm of a rich family makes her grow into a stubborn woman figure and not easily put compassion on the incompetence and perfection of others. As for Kei, he is a large, wealthy orphan with a lot of compassion from around him making him long for warmth. And Salma, for 3 years of marriage they couldn't give it.

That night, Salma was making a living. She has dressed up as much as possible with bright red lingerie as well as Kei's favorite drink which she arranges in such a way.

The preparation was even so maximum, even though their relationship had been running for many years, but Salma still gave the best treat for her husband. Thin lingerie glaring and featuring the entire curves of the body did not awaken Kei's passion at all.

Kei, who had been bare-chested from ever since cleaning up, only looked at her flat and coldly. There was absolutely no smile or caress that he landed. It seems that the quarrel had made his mood chaotic.

"Don't tonight, I'm tired" Kei said, throwing his face away as Salma approached and about to kiss him.

"Let's! You why? Never rejected me before!" salma jolted instantly with an angry face.

"Salmas! I'm tired, are you deaf? I'm tired!" firmly Kei repeated it with emphasis. His eyes shone sharply with his roaring breath.

"Reason!" tampik Salma who does not believe what her husband says.

"Whatever! I don't want to argue anymore, I'm sleepy," Kei said with his turn and passed away leaving Salma.

Salma, who did not want to be left behind, blocked Kei's wrist but the man who had been her husband for several years, rejected her strongly. Salma's hand was crushed and made him feel excluded.

"Let's!" screeched Salma by stomping her feet with her clenched hands holding back the anger.

"Oh, ****! I always thought of Neta. Why am I so completely un-spoken with Salma?" kei wondered.