YOUR LOVE IS DISAPPEARING
Chapter 11
Early in the morning Rohman was busy preparing himself to go to the office to work, do not ask how much he cared for his son and wife did not care at all.
His eyes kept staring at his reflection in the mirror, his tall body and thick eyebrows impressed like a Turkish face. That was what he was proud of always, as if he felt invincible to anyone.
The car he got from Mayang heritage makes dai more arrogant and arbitrary.
His eyes kept on every inch of his face that looked white and clean.
'It's handsome, ' he murmured and then sauntered out of the room. His wife who has not come home from her in-laws only she does not care. He didn't have to care because he didn't tell him to leave.
The sun peeked out from behind the hill, revealing its beautiful light. From a distance Mayang Sari the wife of Rohman is seen running small towards his residence, waving at the husband who is about to leave for the office. But Rohman did not care at all about it, he chose to drive his car without looking at the source of the sound.
Mayang who in the eyes of some residents looked at him pity, whispers sounded into the ears of Mayang the wife. But the one child woman prefers silence, she is sure there will come a happy time to greet him.
Before returning home Mayang first deliver Ali to school because Ali school clothes are also in the house of Mayang parents. The woman with the shoulder-length hair entered her unlocked home.
The intention in his heart was to call the husband to ask for a monthly living that he did not give. All humans have a limit of patience as well as Mayang, the white woman is now tidying up, want to continue the routine activities she has done in recent weeks.
Not an activity like before that makes his skin look blackened due to sun exposure, now the work he does is much better. Also his income can be enough to please his baby, unlike before he had to save money and bury his desire to have good clothes, shoes and bags.
Running little out of the house because today he was a little late, even had been reprimanded through the green application in his car.
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Caffe still feels lonely, as usual caffe open at ten in the morning, while now Mayang arrived at ten past fifteen.
”Kok late?” A familiar voice stopped his steps and turned around.
”Sorry, Sir. I was ..”
”Have ... Already, do your job after that we have an important meeting,” cut a sturdy man who stands right in front of Mayang at this time.
The woman with one child now smiled discordantly, he thought his boss would be angry with him if he was late, in fact not. But the man's voice slightly made Mayang's guts shrivel.
The task of the woman with one child is only to collect data on expenses and income in this cafe and some caffe branches in town S and in town B.
”Huam.”
The one-child woman squirms a little to justify the bones that feel pain due to long sitting in a chair, and, although the chair he sits is quite soft but quite sore also if used for a long time.
Without realizing it, a pair of eyes looked at him while smiling. Bagas watched every second without missing what the mother of one child did.
”Honey. Already tuesday?” The question made the mother-daughter hold her chest quickly.
They set out in a luxury car owned by Bagas, although repeatedly the mother of one child refused but can also be forced repeatedly from the athletic man.
”Where do we eat?” It's always Bagas who starts the conversation. It is rare for Mayang to talk if not in a state of urgency. Like yesterday, the mother of one child was willing to hold hunger all day to follow her boss to conduct a field survey for the construction of new caffe.
”We have caffe sir. Why didn't you eat at the cafe?” Mayang Eyebrow. There was a sense of annoyance there, but the man driving the car next to him laughed out loud.
”Bored,” ejected. The eyes of the mother-daughter turned to look at her boss. Be surprised by the attitude of the rich who easily squander money.
”I recite, Sir,” added the one-child woman. Mayang eyes are now focused again facing straight forward view, see the streets are jammed and busy vehicles want to overtake to quickly get to the destination. While Bagas just nodded.
Although married almost eight years but Mayang still like a child, women need guidance not abuse. Feel weak and cry easily because that's how women are created.
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The car pulled over at a fancy restaurant near the town of S. They will eat here after visiting the caffe branch of the city of S and leave for the place promised by the client.
The mother-daughter felt wrong when entering a spacious room and filled with educated and much more powerful people on it. His eyes scanned around and then forced the woman who looked graceful was suddenly frightened and swiftly hugged Bagas left hand.
The athletic man was shocked and his heart was beating faster, trying with all his might to control the increasingly violent emotions. Naturally, he is a normal man like men in general.
Until the table he went to finally Bagas released Mayang's hand slowly.
”Sorry, Sir.” The mother-of-one lowered her head and then grabbed her seat. But the man in need was just a small nod.
Choosing some food menu, shortly after the food came and they ate it in silence because it felt awkward until the burp Bagas broke the silence between them. The mother-of-one put on a smile, Bagas only glanced at her at a glance, no matter what the judgment of the beautiful woman before him was at the moment.
Bagas called the waiter to pay for the food and invited Mayang to join the meeting that had been promised. The awkward atmosphere still envelops both people who already have the same purpose of life just that their problems are different.
In the athletic man's car tuned a song that made lara in Mayang's heart increasingly squeezed the chest, a small chunk that had many holes due to too much disappointment the more pain felt. The tears that the beautiful woman had already endured were now shed as well, forming a small river on her white cheeks.
”You why, am I wrong with you?” Ask Bagas gently, he feels guilty. Afraid that he would hurt his secretary's heart at this time.
Mayang shook his head slowly, the tightness in the chest he held so as not to sound a match, it felt that the ideal-bodied woman beside Bagas currently wanted to scream with all her might so that her heart felt relieved. The Korean artist-style haired man is now rubbing soft cheeks Mayang.
”Already. Forget your problems, we're at work. Better professional in a job,” he said, his eyes continue to focus forward.
Mayang was still unable to say anything, he just fell silent without a word coming out of his mouth. Sometimes he sobbed and rubbed the corner of his eyes using the back of his hand.
”Make up you so faded,” said Bagas glanced at a glance towards Mayang. There was no reply from the mother of one child, but she took something out of her little bag. She smeared a little on her lips and put them back in her bag. While the handsome man who was driving it just looked at Sabil smiling thinly and shook his head slowly. Women are hard to understand.
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