CEO (Finn & Sandra)

Whispers

All day vacation seems useless. Just stay home and do nothing. The boredom starts to attack.

Finn sighed. To kill the saturation. He rode a rowboat. Paddle yourself and stop in the middle of the lake. Looking at the water ripples. Smile and then laugh. Laughing at his empty life.

A whisper approached. If her domestic life is too underestimated Sandra.

In the past, Manda asked her to think about the concept of marriage. Finn started thinking and designing. At that time, one of them was that he wanted a wife who was at home. Warmly welcome home from work with lips curved upwards.

But it's all just despair. Let alone a smile, the wife was not at home when Finn was off.

Last night, when Finn came home, Sandra was asleep. When I woke up this morning, my wife was gone. Called many times, but was not picked up. Ngenas, that's what's being felt right now.

Finn kept pondering. Play various memories in the head.

Finn shook his head. To put negative thoughts on Sandra. Just because it is upset when the holiday there is no wife, the mind becomes stray buana is not necessarily direction. Lost by the whisperings of invisible creatures.

Finn believes it's all his fault. Didn't he give Sandra permission to continue working. Even though he half-heartedly agreed.

When the rush hit them. Without Finn and Sandra conscious, communication is cut off. None of the two asked for news. Or simply tell where each is and are doing what. Speech and message of longing have never been present again.

Everything happens because it is not possible and the suspect is busy. Dissolved in a sea of work and finally carried away the waves away to the middle. When it awakens due to almost drowning, try to swim towards the edge again. But all are wet.

The time also showed at 11 p.m. Three hours into silence, Finn was in the middle of the lake. He still has no intention of returning.

Finn needs to calm the mind first. So that when meeting Sandra there is no quarrel.

Finn does not want a new household as long as the corn has a rift. He very much avoids cursing or talking in a high tone to the wife.

Finn didn't want to hurt Sandra. The woman he was chasing was half dead and the future mother of his children later. The wife should be happy living with him. That's the head of the crown prince of the Liam Group.

“Kids? When did that time come? It feels good to imagine being called ‘Daddy’.” Finn shook his head. Putting hair back. Looking up at the face towards the sky.

“Bermesraan alone is rare. We were an incredibly busy couple. Shit!” Finn kept grumbling.

Finn berated himself for not being a husband. Cannot arrange wife. Too indulgent so Sandra does as she pleases.

“Unfitting work set, unappointed call. I haven't been home yet. What kind of household is this?” Finn's getting upset.

The dedemites of the lake dwellers instantly cheered for their success to burn the emotions of the ceo. The whispers of the devil were growing louder. Smell Sandra's ugliness and drop all the blame on the wife.

All the kindness and love from Sandra seemed to evaporate just like that. The promise of happiness is like a word without meaning.

Satan continues to trap. Know-how Finn's mind has jumped into the past.

“Single life used to be always okay. Although many people stigmatize the negative.” Finn's speechless.

The ceo missed that time. There is a pinch of feeling to repeat back then.

“Is this marriage a mistake?”

The regret of marriage arises without an official invitation. Present so quickly. His arrival was like poison. First, make the chest feel tight. Then slowly kill.

The recent whack of frustration makes logic fade. Finn was too dizzy to think of his slow-moving building. Now the wife who knows when to go home.

Finn feels his life is a mess. Walking in no direction.

In addition, the whisper of the devil continues to carry out the action. Attacking heart, mind, and soul that is tangled and lonely.

May sanity always accompany. So that life can remain normal.