Don't Want to Split

Chapter 13 - Never Give Up

"Ez, can you grant my request?" zefanya asked doubtfully.

Ezra took a deep breath before advancing his sitting position. He looked at Zefanya with a piercing glare until it pierced into the woman's spine.

"You may ask your husband anything" he replied without hesitation.

Waw! Surprised once, Zefanya thought they would return to the debate. The contents of Zephaniah's head began to scatter and his mouth was designed to express his heart.

"Unless things are against ethics, against the law, beyond my means and not in violation of our thirty-day agreement, then you have the right to ask for anything" he continued.

"Oh! You catapulted me high into space and immediately threw me to the ground, Ez. Why be conditional?" Omel Zefanya's.

His sulking style is still the same as Zefanya who Ezra has known since childhood. Still the same, adorable. But Ezra still refrained from smiling. He had to keep digging until he found an answer.

Before Ezra, Zephaniah was cursing his foolishness inwardly. He was too easily pleased just because Ezra said he would grant his wish. A reliable businessman like Ezra certainly has terms and conditions that must be agreed.

"How's it?" ezra's voice broke the silence between them. "I will grant you one wish. Say, now or never!"

Zephaniah pressed his lips forward, weighing - wavering would begin from where to explain his request. Ezra never broke his promise.

"I... "

Zephaniah gulped for the umpteenth time. "I don't know how to get through my thirty days at home. Uhm, uh,... "

Zephaniah shrugged his shoulders. "You know that I'm not the kind of woman who can stay at home without doing anything, right?"

Ezra nodded. "So?"

"May I keep working in your office like I used to? I think I just need to remember a little bit, then my tasks will run perfectly as before."

"I've never doubted your abilities, Zie. You were one of my best marketing managers back then. But, I'm sorry -- "

"If you don't doubt me, isn't it best that I keep working?" sela Zefanya is impatient.

Ezra raised his palm, gave his Zefanya code to shut up and listen.

"Sorry to say, Ma Moitie. I've taken thirty days off and I've planned all the things I want to do with you. All the things you love, baby. You don't have to worry about getting bored in the next thirty days."

Ezra's steady tone of voice indicates that his desire can no longer be contested. The Zefanya could only gape, her heart was completely unprepared for this shock. Thirty days of Ezra's leave, wouldn't that mean twenty-four hours they'd spend together?

"W-what?" hiss Zefanya, his voice so soft almost inaudible.

Ezra raised both his eyebrows while nodding his head. "Yes. I'm doing this for you, for our little family. Whatever I do so you don't leave me."

"But Halley Corp... "

"With or without me, my company will be fine."

"Doctor Sandra told me that since I was sick your life seemed to stop because of me. I don't want your life to be fucked up just because of me."

Ezra did not answer. He continued to observe and record every expression on Zefanya's face. His wife had failed miserably. Every rejection Zefanya uttered was a fake! The woman was just afraid of being alone with him.

"Hm... "

"It was you who encouraged me to continue school until I graduated university and graduation. I only worked for a while, can't I devote the knowledge I've gained? Instead you can continue to run your company calmly. Win - win solution, right?" persuade Zefanya once more.

Ezra smiled obliquely, any persuasion would not work on him. He knew Zefanya wanted to avoid him.

"I've been waiting for you to grow up and marry you because we both want that marriage. You think I'm gonna let this marriage just crumble? No, Ma Moitie because I'm the one who's gonna get rid of every obstacle that's getting in our way."

Zefanya's head felt a throbbing intensely. This was what he feared from yesterday, Ezra with his steel-hard will. At this moment Zefanya felt like a little mouse curled up in a corner of space, under the pushy gaze of a big cat.

Zephaniah's pale expression made Ezra soften, her heart touched. He had never been able to suppress this young woman. He was the first man to pamper and take care of Zefanya after the girl's father died, at that time Zefanya was still a teenage girl.

"Ma Moitie?"

Ezra grabbed Zefanya's hand, his big, warm hand flowing a silent feeling of security - Zefanya longed for. This hand, which always calms down when Zefanya is nervous, protects her when she is scared. This hand is always open to receive it with love whenever it comes.

"Trust me, Ma Moitie! Tell me! Tell me everything so I can do something for you."

Zephaniah looked at Ezra without speaking, and there was not the slightest doubt in the look of her husband's eyes. Zefanya believes all problems Ezra can overcome, except for one thing that is a bitter fact that they are facing right now, even the entire wealth of Ezra will not be able to reverse this cruel fact. Ezra will be destroyed by it.

"I really can't understand your way of thinking, Ez. Aren't you worried that the company you started since your grandfather's time will collapse in your hands?"

"If I had to leave my office as long as He would, as long as my marriage was going. I'm even willing to trade my life to keep our marriage intact."

Zefanya closed her eyes. The way Ezra said each word was the same as when he took their wedding vows at the altar.

A small era-ng-an escaped from Zefanya's mouth. He was really pinched. If only the man in front of him knew, this time he would not be able to help Zefanya. Zefanya's brain is spinning fast, she has to find another, more powerful reason to file for divorce.

"Ezra, I told you... "

"I know and have memorized it out of my head. But I only asked for thirty days to convince you that you actually still want to be with me. To be my full wife. Didn't we have a deal yesterday?" Reject Ezra bright - light.

"Yes. But there are tens of thousands of employees depending on Mr. Ezra Halley. I can still help you work for the company. Like old times... "

Zefanya still insisted on his opinion even though it was clear - clearly Ezra had rejected it from the beginning.

"Can't!" ezra firmly with ferocious. "I've been pampering you all the time, granting you everything you want until you do your best, Ma Moitie. You chose to run away from talking nice to me. I never taught you that!"

Ezra looked at Zefanya fixedly, the way she had always done to Zefanya whenever her woman was defiant. Zefanya could only shudder in horror.

"Now I have to make rules. We do everything in my own way. Or the... " Ezra hangs his threat in the air.

"Or?" Lirih Zefanya.

"Or you go back to the hospital and reflect there until you want to talk to me!"

Finish already! Zefanya had already lost and was forced to give up...