Help Me Divorce

Not Intentionally

That's enough. Berti can't take it anymore. For a week trying to tease her husband, but Cakra was not interested at all.

Cakra was even impressed away by the reason of overtime work. Last week, Cakra came home at ten in the evening, then slept in the study. Berti felt she was not at all attractive in the eyes of her husband. He has tried to show the best performance, but the results are nil.

"Tonight we have a party. You come with me" said Cakra.

"Fest?" ask Berti.

Cakra. "Yes. The entrepreneurs party. We're having a charity event. You come with me. Batik theme. Get my clothes ready, too."

"Why did you say this today?"

"I forgot," replied Cakra lightly.

"Did Ariel not remind you? You said party suddenly."

"Can't you go?" ask Cakra, "it's okay. I used to go alone."

"Actually you have no intention, anyway, to invite me?" ask Berti.

Cakra looked at his wife. "If I have no intention, yes, I won't tell you."

"You told me this morning. I need preparation, too."

"What preparation? Just wear batik clothes. Small problems you make big," grumbled Cakra.

Berti got up from his seat. He grabbed the bag on the side chair. "I'll go first."

At all her husband did not understand what Berti meant. It is really Berti not understanding Cakra. She is the wife of a famous businessman. It's natural that Berti wants to look stunning tonight. Cakra instead told me this morning.

"She didn't have time to tell because she avoided me. He's so outrageous!" gerutu Berti annoyed.

Cakra was not in deep thought with his wife. Always angry for no apparent reason. Cakra did not tell the invitation matter alone, Berti was already grumbling like that.

"Basic women. What do you want, anyway? Just make a headache," he murmured.

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At noon, Berti chose the dress she would wear for later tonight. He was in his own boutique. Berti will also call the makeup artist to his house later this afternoon.

"From Cakra, I'm looking for a dress. But luckily in my own boutique, there are clothes that I want" she said.

Berti took a black batik dress with a mixture of chocolate. The color will match the clothes that her husband will wear. Finished choosing a dress, Berti went straight home. He must prepare clothes for Cakra.

Arriving at home, Berti took the lunch first. After that go prepare the clothes that Cakra will wear. Berti choose brown batik shirt. There were several colors in her husband's collection, but Berti chose the outfit.

Berti brought a shirt and cloth trousers out of the room. "Bi Minah!" it's screaming from above.

"Yes, Madam," said Minah who rushed over.

"Please iron the chakra shirt. Tonight we're going to use it" Berti said.

"Mrs just throw her clothes down. Aunt's tired of going upstairs."

Berti laughs. "Auntie's ready to catch, yeah."

"Ready," said Minah.

Berti rolled up the Cakra clothes, then threw them down which was captured directly by Minah.

"Steady aunt," said Berti.

Minah laughs. "This aunt is a former volleyball player."

Berti just shook his head while smiling. He went back to the room. Time shows at three o'clock in the afternoon. Another hour makeup artists are coming. The party was held at seven in the evening.

"Sleep for a minute, huh. After they came, immediately took a bath and set off," muttered Berti.

An hour passed when Berti heard a knock from outside his room. Lazily, he got up, then got out of the soft bed. The voice of Minah is heard. Berti opens the door.

"The salon came" said Minah.

"Salorist?" ask Berti.

"That, Mistress. Who wants to make up."

Berti nodded. "Makeup stylist, Bi. I take a shower first. Just ask to wait in the lower room. Bring the chakra suit there too."

"Okay, Madam," said Minah.

Berti closed the door again after Minah came down the stairs. He picked up a towel in the closet, then entered the bathroom.

Finished cleaning himself, still wearing a kimono towel, Berti out of the room down the stairs. There was already one woman and one man waiting.

"Hi!" hello Berti.

"Hi, Miss Berti," said the two.

Both are Berti's makeup artists. Iva and Doni. Whenever there is a corporate party or an official event, then Berti will call them.

"So overslept. I'm sorry to have waited so long" Berti said.

"Nothing. We are also willing to drink ama snacks," said Iva.

"We'll just go straight, right?" ask Doni.

"Just go. We're going to this room" said Berti, pointing to the room near the stairs.

The two followed Berti to the intended room. The room also has a dressing table that makes it easier for Doni and Iva to do their jobs.

Doni began to apply powder and make up to Berti's face. While Iva, do her hair. Berti wants a simple look, but looks graceful. Iva suggested that her hair be stroked, but made a big wave. Doni put on thin makeup Berti face, but did not make it look pale with the color of the makeup used.

Time is moving faster. Berti was done with her beautiful appearance. Doni and Iva also came home after completing their duties and got paid. Just waiting for Cakra who has been at six in the afternoon does not go home.

"Kok, he hasn't come home yet? He said he was going to the company party" Berti said. "Maybe a little more. Just wait, deh."

Berti sat on the guest sofa while waiting for her husband to read a book. Time went on, it was even seven o'clock at night. However, Cakra did not appear at all to be the trunk of his nose. Berti tried to call her husband, but was not picked up.

"Where is he going, anyway? Usually on time to go home. It's not like usual."

"The lady doesn't want to eat dinner first" Minah said.

"No need, Bi. I'll just wait for Cakra."

"Okay, ma'am," said Minah, then left.

Berti was waiting for her husband in the living room. Until the short hand of the clock pointed to the number eight, nine, then ten nights. At that moment, her husband came home.

Cakra out the car. He frowned when he saw the door open. Cakra went inside and shocked his wife sitting in the living room.

"Not slept?" tanyakanya.

Berti raised his face to look at her husband. The appearance of the Cakra was different from that of this morning. Her husband wears black cloth pants and a batik shirt.

Berti got up from his seat. He stared at Cakra. "You're actually not going to take me to the party? You don't see me dandan? You ask me why I haven't slept. I haven't slept because I'm waiting for you!"

Cakra jerks. "sorry. I thought you wouldn't come. You were angry this morning. I didn't come home on purpose."

"Your staff, yes. What's your finger doing, anyway? Your phone can't reach me? Why do you tell me there's a party, but the end goes alone!" said Berti.

"I told you. I thought you wouldn't come" said Cakra.

Berti throws his handbag at Cakra and hits the man's body. "Damn it!" objurgation.

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