A Marriage Without Heart
Chapter 13 What is to be at peace?
Not wanting to listen to the words of his two best friends, Ganesha immediately stood up from his seat. He walked towards the table Shopia and Eliza were at. He just silently listened to what the two girls were talking about.
"Shopia, I've understood everything. You can go back to your place" Eliza said.
"Are you sure?" shopia asked, looking at Eliza.
"of course! I'm not a fool who has to listen to you so many times."
"Well, if you understand. Hopefully you can work well" said Shopia. "I'll excuse you, then" he continued.
Shopia stood up from her seat. He was surprised to see Ganesha looking at him. He just bent his body and left. Likewise with Ganesha who went straight to his room without any intention to greet Eliza first.
"Where is that woman? Didn't you leave first?" ganesha muttered when he did not find his wife.
She checked the CCTV camera from Eliza's room. See where Shopia went after from the room. When he saw the purpose of the toilet, he closed the tape.
Should I start making peace with him? At least, I can hold him to stay by my side. Even though I don't love him but he can make me fly. For some reason, when Dora used to tease me and invite me to do things that we had never done, I refused. But that night, between conscious and not, I so enjoyed every inch of Shopia's body. Shopia and Dora are very different.
Tok tok tok tok
"Lake in!" ask Ganesha.
It looks like Wenny came in with a file in his hand. She walked like a royal princess closer to Ganesha. The girl smiled sweetly before she spoke.
"Excuse me, Mister. This is the file you have to sign" said Wenny meekly.
"Save it on my desk, you can come out!"
"Good, Master!"
Wenny also walked downhill showing a bumper that was quite tempting faith. He hoped, his boss would glance at him after his farewell with Dora. Because Wenny knew that the marriage of Ganesha and Shopia was forced, so he thought there must be a chance for him to win the heart of the handsome man.
"Wenny!" call Ganesha.
"Yes, Sir!" sahut Wenny immediately turned his body.
"Tomorrow, don't wear that skirt again. My eyes hurt to see it. You better wear a skirt that is below the knee" said Ganesha without a heart.
"Good, Master!" Wenny quickly left from Ganesha's room with a grumbling heart.
Mr Anez doesn't know what fashion? Dora always wears sexy clothes. I'll just follow his ex-fiance, let him make me his successor.
"Mbak Wenny why? What's been scolded?" reprimanding Shopia when passing with Wenny.
"That's really you. Totally new belagu to be an unwanted wife as well," spray Wenny.
Shopia just wiped the chest. After that day, indeed some of his co-workers were so brave to him and always looked at him with a look of disdain. They did not even hesitate to insinuate and insult him directly. But Shopia was just silent, she was being indifferent with their attitude. He was sure, the truth would definitely be revealed.
"Excuse me, Sir! I have ...."
"Where were you from? Why is it so late to come here?" cut Ganesha.
"Sorry from the toilet first" replied Shopia.
"I knew. Does it take you an hour to the toilet?"
One hour how? It's only fifteen minutes.
Ganesha immediately drew closer to Shopia, one hand pulling the beautiful woman towards the private room. Remembering that night, makes Ganesha want to repeat it again. Plus looking at Wenny's bumper, made him instantly recall the property of his wife that made him drunk.
"I told you, don't be formal when we're alone or when we're out of the office. If you do it again, I won't hesitate to do this anywhere. Do you understand Shopia?" asked Ganesha with a hungry look to immediately enjoy the chandelier.
"I-iya, Mom. But isn't there a meeting?"
...***...
When the sun is directly overhead. All the employees went outside for lunch. No exception with Shopia and Zara. The two friends had agreed to have lunch together, while Ganesha was meeting outside the office.
"Shopia, are you coming to Eliza's birthday tonight? He invited all financial staff, he said as a greeting introduction," Zara said on the sidelines of her meal.
"No. I don't know him very well" Shopia replied.
"Any, huh? But you taught him. Why weren't we invited?"
"That's it, let it go. Anyway I'm tired of wanting to rest."
Mas Anez wants to bring a change of clothes. Apparently he's already gotten an invitation from Eliza, the inner Shopia.
"Oh, Yes. This weekend I'm moving to a new house. When did you move there?" tanya Zara switched the conversation.
"Don't know. But I want to clean it up. Let's stay there if I'm any more for."
"Yes, right. Let me have a friend. It must be deserted. Usually at the rame boarding houses," complained Zara.
"Let's not lonely, you quickly find a partner. Wait what else to try? If anything serious sucks you just take it."
"Eitherway! I don't think there's anything yet."
"Yes, it's better to find a man who loves us than one who has to love himself. It feels so exhausting."
"If you are not strong, you better give up."
"I'm doing fine. Maybe later, when my mortgage paid off."
"What do you mean by house?" ganesha's new chirps came to the two girls.
What am I supposed to say? There's no way I said take home just in case, Inner Shopia.
"Oh, anu Mas. I want to buy a house but I want the installments paid off" replied Shopia nervously.
"What are you buying a house for? Is the house uncomfortable now?" ganesha asked as he sat his butt beside Shopia.
The house is very comfortable, but the relationship in the house is uncomfortable, inner Shopia.
"Yemen, kho Mas. I just want to learn investing. So that they can live independently."
"Are you sure of your answer?" ganesha asked, investigating Shopia.
"Of course I'm sure. Is something wrong?"
"There was. You're hiding something from me" replied Ganesha flatly. "Shopia, at work, you wait in my room. We're off to Eliza's birthday party together"
"I can't. I don't have clothes on," Shopia refused.
"Why aren't you prepared? Didn't I tell her?"
"That's it, but only Mas Anez."
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