
Dhatu stands in the doorway, weighing stepping forward, or staying afloat even if difficult. He looked around in fear. Before, he had never felt that the journey to the bathroom could be this difficult. Remembering that he should not linger permission to leave the room made him take a deep breath and then slowly sigh. The work is monitored with a real time system, so leaving the place can be recorded briefly and will affect its performance.
"May, Tu?" the question accompanied by a pat on the shoulder made Dhatu aghast. He snorted annoyedly at the smiling Rina looking at her face holding back her urination.
"You're peeing."
The woman frowned. "Why do you stand here?"
Dhatu rolled his eyes. If the bathroom trip doesn't have to go through the CEO's room where the door is always open, then he won't be this loud. Their old CEO always opens the door to be able to monitor the workers who work around his room. Although they now have a new CEO, Dhatu is afraid the habit is passed on to the new CEO of their company. He cannot be seen and he painstakingly works on all of that.
"I thought again."
"You wanna pee, think, Tu?" the woman shook her head, astonished at Dhatu's future, "I also want to go to the bathroom. Want guys?"
Dhatu nodded enthusiastically. Rina, the sales admin's son is like his savior. Even a costumed hero with a body filled with tantalizing boxes did not seem as charming as Rina at the moment. Dhatu hides behind Rina's body as they pass by the CEO's room, Rina wriggles around, but Dhatu doesn't care. He was more afraid of Dirga who hated him than the chatter of his office friend.
Dhatu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the door of the room closed tightly, it turns out that Dirga did not inherit the habit of annoying the old CEO. Thank goodness!
"I go first, Tu," cried Rina impatiently waiting for Dhatu who was inside the bathroom.
"Yes, thank you, Rin."
Dhatu who had to change the pads took longer and there was no way he would let Rina wait for him too long. A minute later Dhatu had finished his activities and was about to exit the bathroom, his body froze and his eyes widened in shock upon finding the man. Dhatu was able to see the same shock on the man's retina.
"Are you stupid or don't have a brain?" ask the man flat. Dhatu's heart was again squeezed, he wondered why Dirga's handsome face did not match his sharp mouth. The man rarely spoke, but once opened his mouth only hurtful words could he give Dhatu.
"What do you mean?"
The man stiffened his jaw, then pulled towards the emergency stairway door. He cornered the woman's body on the wall and looked at her sharply. "You're deliberately overwhelming me?"
"Dirga Sanjaya's honorable master, I never want to overwhelm anyone."
The man laughed mockingly. "Syny ways to get my wealth. You think I'd fall into the trap of a cheap woman like you?"
Dhatu bit his lower lip tightly, the man provoked his emotions. He doesn't understand what's wrong? He tried to be invisible, but fate said something else. He did not want to meet the man who always hurt him.
"Just keep me claustrophobic at home, why be in the office too?"
"Dirga Lord, I worked here first. Since graduating high school, and it's been there about six years ago. You're the one who suddenly got into my scope of work."
Dirga hit the wall right next to Dhatu's ear, Dhatu closed his eyes, shocked at the man's actions. Feeling her face was safe and not feeling any pain, she opened her eyes slowly.
"Resign!" he said, "Tomorrow to hand over your resignation."
Dhatu shakes in disagreement. The status is changed into the wife of people, but the man did not talk about giving her shopping money or not, after all he did not want to ask because the man would be more looking down on him. Moreover, he still has to give monthly money to both parents. He will not quit his job because he needs money. It would be hypocritical if anyone in the world said he didn't need money. Whatever is in this world has to be paid for with money.
"Have you forgotten what I said?" the man narrowed the distance between their faces, casting fear on Dhatu's heart, "So my baby. I'm sick of seeing your face" the man continued, gripping Dhatu's chin, then throwing it away violently.
"I'm not going to quit my job." Dhatu challenges Dirga's eyes. The two looked at each other full of anger. Dirga's mobile voice distracts the man and Dhatu immediately uses the opportunity to escape.
Dhatu's tears flowed once he had walked away from Dirga. His heart hurts not to play. Less interested in what his married life was. It's not considered, it can't be seen, and now it's always blamed? Was he married just to receive torture? Until now, Dhatu did not understand the mind of Dirga. Should you treat him this cruel?
Dhatu stops the move when he feels someone is blocking his way. Her tears flowed even more as she realized who it was. The man grabbed Dhatu's arms and looked at him questioningly.
"Why are you, Tu? Do not cry" he said, wiping away Dhatu's tears. Seeing that many people were starting to go back and forth because it was lunchtime, the man quickly pulled Dhatu and took him to the rofftop.
The man looked back at Dhatu's face and asked, "You cry why? Any problems at home? You want permission to go home? I'll let you go if I want to go home."
Instead of stopping the crying, the woman sobbed and leaned her head against the man's chest. "It hurts a lot, Mom. My heart suddenly hurt. To the point that my chest is tight not playing."
The man's body froze for a moment, but he immediately rubbed Dhatu's back, hoping that the woman would stop her crying. He had no idea what was happening, but Dhatu's cries worried him. He wanted to help, but did not know what to do if Dhatu just sobbed and did not want to tell anything.
"Why is it sick, Tu? Who hurt you?"
Dhatu. "No idea, Mom. It hurts a lot."
The man let out a long breath and greeted him slowly. Krishna lives with his mother and younger sister, his father has run away since he was a child, smitten by the widow next door. Until he was the only man in the house. He knows very well what symptoms Dhatu is experiencing, because his sister often behaves like this.
Krishna laughed a little. "You must be coming by the moon again, huh? My sister is also often angry and it is not clear if her monthly guests are coming. Don't cry anymore." the man gently stroked Dhatu's long hair.
Krisna's caress made her cries subside. Although the pain is still torturing his bathin, but he does not want to make Krishna more confused with his attitude. Let the man think the hormones that cause him are this crazy, rather than the man knowing the real thing.
What does this marriage mean when they only hurt each other?