Behind the Heart Curtain

A Regret

The gripping atmosphere seemed to fill the entire meeting room, employees who attended the meeting at that time seemed to freeze, even they seemed reluctant even if just breathing.

Sometimes Arga breathed a heavy sigh, suddenly the whole room became nervous, cold sweat soaked their bodies.

‘Then this keeps dying standing I’ Tomi murmured.

Tomi looked at the other employees who bowed stiffly, looking

they look tense. Each other glanced at each other waiting for Arga to start the meeting, so that the meeting was quickly completed and they could leave immediately. The aura of Arga that was so cold made their chests tight,

the pressure was too strong to make them nervous and afraid.

‘Haaaahhh.. What's up now, this really stresses me’

Tomi sighed, she was completely confused by this Boss of hers, as if she was born with a very grim fate.

“You go back to each table, meeting we postpone first” exclaimed Tomi took the initiative.

The entire room immediately rushed out of the meeting room, they

seeming to breathe a sigh of relief could finally come out from the terrifying Aura arga pressure.

“What are you crazy for! Who's the boss here, Haaahhh..!” Jerk Arga angry.

Tomi frowned, if not for himself the employees would have died in vain exposed to inner pressure because of Arga.

“Are you not glassy? Look at that look of yours, so terrifying as if in your body it gives off a murderous aura, who can bear to be in one room with you like this!”

“See what they look like? They look pale, just wait a few more minutes there will be someone who entered the hospital because of hangers or fell unconscious” exclaimed Tomi.

Arga let out a heavy sigh, he was really confused as to how. Because of his momentary emotions now Amy must hate him very much. He violently ruffled his hair feeling frustrated.

Tomi chuckles at Arga's behavior, he can guess this boss must have done something stupid that he finally regretted.

But regrettably useless because of the nature of Arga rigid will certainly never be

humbled himself for an apology.

“You think this is funny? Are you asking me to haaaahhh..” cried Arga.

Once again Tomi chuckled, Arga's look was really messed up.

“Boss.... calm down a little why, with what emotions can all problems be solved? calm yourself, Boss. If you want, tell me who knows I can help”

Arga looked at Tomi seriously, but a moment later he hesitated. How could he possibly say that he had raped his own wife was truly shameful.

“Forget...” Excited Arga, he also drove Tomi to leave him alone.

Amy's room looked pitch-black, Arga's hands fumbling for a socket. As the lights flashed Arga circulated the view, the room seemed empty, frantically looking for Amy.

“Amy...Amy...” cried Arga, her booming voice echoing all over

such a large room.

Mr. Her approached Arga immediately, he seemed to gasp out of breath. Panicking with all his might he ran towards Arga.

“Haahhh... Haaahhh... Why are you screaming?” Ask Mr. Her while breathing slowly.

“Amy...Where is Amy now?” Arga asked frantically, the look on Arga's face was clearly a deep fear in his black bead.

“Haaahhh... I think what's going on,” Mr. Her is still trying to calm her still-decapitated breath.

“The lady is in the kitchen, she is cooking” replied Mr. Her, Arga heaved a sigh of relief, her heart almost exploding for fear Amy left her.

Slowly Arga set foot into the kitchen, he watched from a distance, he did not dare to approach Amy at this time. Arga is completely haunted by his guilt.

Amy looks focused on processing the food she cooks, her face looks pale but she looks very beautiful.

by oneself.

“You're not logged in, Mas?” Ask Mr. Sam, as he was about to enter the kitchen.

Arga was shocked, he looked wrong. Without saying anything

he went to his study.

Tok.Tok…

The sound of the door being knocked, Arga turned to the door and let him in. He was silent, Amy came to bring a cup of coffee in front of him. Not usually Amy took the initiative to directly look for it, it makes Arga become suspicious because of it.

“You must be tired, here I make coffee, drink”

Amy put the coffee on the table, without saying anything else she went to leave Arga who was still silent.

“Wait..” Exciting Arga. Amy stopped her steps.

“Ya..” Ask Amy briefly.

Arga was silent, he did not know what to say. Arga looked at Amy who seemed to be waiting for him, his eyes looking sad he was really sorry, but Arga was very confused by Amy's current attitude.

“Sorry..” Og Arga almost inaudible.

“What..?” Amy asked, Arga's voice was not heard at all.

“Hhmmm... i... that... I'm sorry” exclaimed Arga repeating, Arga was waiting for Amy's answer, at her sight Amy seemed to look at him sharply, Amy's bead looked glazed.

Arga immediately approached Amy about to wipe away her flowing tears,

amy, however, shuffled back, avoiding him.

Arga frowned, there was a pain that seemed to stab into his heart, seeing Amy seemed afraid of him made Arga feel more guilty.

“Amy...” call Arga slim. Amy looked at Arga with a hateful look.

Arga bowed, at Amy's hand. Amy was caught in shock, she tried to break away but Arga's grip was so strong that it was hard to break away.

“I beg pardon I” pinta Arga hope, Amy speechless. He could not easily forgive Arga, he was very hurt by Arga's actions on him, with all his strength Amy thrashing trying to escape.

“This is how you apologize? Take your hands off, it hurts so much!” Amy screams.

When Arga's hand came off he tried

escape but with a swift Arga hugged the tiny body of Amy with

real tight.

Amy was silent, she was crying. At first he was eager to try to forgive Arga and to let her go, but he was unable to. His hatred really has been flattered, Arga's mistake has been very fatal. Every Amy sees a bruise on

all over his body that disgust always arises, he really can't stand it.

“I hate you so much, you disgusting jerk” maki Amy on the sidelines of her cries.

“Sorry.... forgive me..” exclaimed Arga, Arga's body seemed to tremble, he really regretted his actions. A clear thread drenched her face making Amy stunned.

Amy's back was warm, Arga was crying

his voice vibrates.

Amy was silent, this was the second time she saw Arga like this. Behind his cold and cruel demeanor lies the fragile figure of Arga.

Amy became worried, she did not know if Arga had regretted her actions or just pretended? Yet

deep down he could not see Arga like this.