Marsha, Between Love and Revenge

The Unequal Flavors

Time showed at two o'clock in the morning, when all were still asleep resting from the tiredness of the activity, Zidan out, he drove his car to Marsha's residence, no one knew his departure.

And no more than thirty minutes, the four-wheel drive Zidan had reached the house of the woman who had settled in his heart. Zidan's eyes continued to look out over there the still-bright room, meaning Marshanya had not slept.

"You haven't slept Miss? What the hell are you doing? Rest it's too late, you can get sick." Zidan was like a madman talking to himself.

Long he stared at the top, before long seen the silhouette of the woman he was waiting for, Marsha looked busy packing something, from behind a thin curtain of white color from the window of the room whose glass was left open, Marsha only wore a towel covering her upper and lower body. Zidan's reflex took off the denim jacket he was wearing, then opened the car door, when one leg had touched the asphalt, Zidan realized he could not do that.

Zidan went back to tears considering how broken Marsha's heart was right now, the woman just kept quiet as she said things that hurt her.

"You should have slapped me Miss, just like you would if I had done something wrong."

Bughhhhh

Bughhhhh

Bughhhhh

Back Zidan hit the car's steering force, his hands were like numb not the slightest feeling of pain when the hand that was even still issuing red liquid mixed with clear was not dry. The pain was not comparable to the pain he inflicted on Marsha.

"I'm sorry Marsha, sorry-" Zidan put his head on the steering wheel, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably imagining his life ahead should be away from Marsha, and will always meet with Misya.

"Your family should know Zidan, how scary I am, I'm not a weak woman should lament the sadness too deeply," Marsha continued to shear Zidan's gown, saying, but before long he was made claustrophobic by reality.

He sat back hugging his knees, he was so frail at the moment. "You have Zidan, why you have to be present in my life" beat Marsha on her leg.

You can not imagine, when someone plants flowers, watered fertilized and cared for every day, but when the flower is new to grow and remove the shoots, even the flower will only bloom must be picked prematurely. Like the word is unfortunate, but disconnected and left on the street just like that.

That's what Marsha is feeling right now.

* * *

Roses who used to wake up earlier were made first from his assistant, the net was made surprised because Marsha is currently eating instant noodles that Zidan had cooked for her, he said, already five dishes in front of him but nothing he spent only reduced by a spoonful.

"Marsha! God, what's going on, baby?" The rose approached while gently rubbing Marsha's shoulder.

"It doesn't feel like anything's the same Mom, nothing's good, I don't know what she mixes when she makes it?"

The rose was so aware of what Marsha said "Did she like to make it for you?"

Marsha just realized what she was doing "Forget Mam, I was just hungry." Marsha pushed the chair and climbed into her room.

"Amam will try to make it for you."

Marsha stopped her steps and turned around "No need Mam, Marsha must prepare for the office," then she resumed her steps.

The rose sat down, feeling the pain of seeing her daughter like that. He didn't know what to say to comfort his son. Why should his son feel the same pain as he did before? He just hopes that Marsha can get through this, it's just a matter of time.

After carrying out his duties, Mawar used to water the plants in his home garden, he accidentally caught a luxury car parked far across the road there. The woman who always uses her heart when doing so approaches the car.

Roses peered through the glass of Zidan's not-so-dark car, the battery was right, Zidan fell asleep with his head still on the steering wheel, and one door was open, Zidan's appearance was so chaotic.

"What happened Zidan?" Rose recalled Mahesa saying that Zidan had lied to his own family.

Roses seem to be reminded of his past, "are you really his son? Can't a parent lie to their own child?" because of what Vivi did to her because she wasn't Vivi's real daughter.

The day was getting brighter, Marsha came down with a large cardboard box in her hand. Mahesa approached to help.

"I can do it myself, don't be pretentious to care."

"I just want to get you to your car."

Bughhhhh

Marsha dropped the card on Mahesa's leg, "i said no need yes no need," he snapped making all family members who spent the night there surprised.

Mama Rica exhaled slowly "His nature is greatly decreased from your Rasya, fortunately Mahesa was so patient many years needed like that."

Mahardika can judge, it is appropriate for Mahesa to be a companion of Marsha, the patient and the angry, Mahesa can extinguish the fire that is turbulent in the heart of Marsha.

"You're not on holiday, honey? Grandpa can order the office to close if you want."

"Marsha can also burn down an office if Marsha wants to." Answer Marsha origin. Mahardika just breathed.

Marsha then gets out to her car, not knowing if Abdi is following her. "Marsha can I talk to you for a second?"

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"Dad is sorry Marsha," Marsha begged as Abdi knelt at her feet.

"Dad! What are you doing?" The brown netra Marsha rounded it made.

"Because of Dad's past, you have to endure it."

Marsha lowered her body, her eyes began to heat up because this incident made everyone feel guilty, especially her parents.

"Dad, i'm fine," Marsha helped Abdi stand up "Dad I'm alive, so Dad doesn't have to feel guilty, they are stupid family, so Dad's grateful I'm not part of them,"

Abdi is increasingly powerless to hold his sadness, whether Marsha only covers or Marsha is indeed this loud, Abdi hugs Marsha, her lips moaned speechless, nothing, Marsha was one of a thousand strong women when she was humiliated on the day of her engagement, she was even stronger than him as a man.

"You can hit Dad if you feel disappointed with everything, I'm ready to accept your anger, but stay like this, so strong and strong woman."

"Marsha's even tougher on Dad's rock." In reality, he is not that strong.

Then the tares of the vehicle disturbed Zidan's sense of hearing made him wake up, he blinked, Zidan gasped to realize he was asleep with the car door still open. He rubbed his eyes, spreading his gaze to the residence of Marsha, from afar he saw Abdi crying while hugging Marsha.

"Is he going?" Anxiety enveloped Zidan's heart.

He looked back from afar, Marsha had gotten into his car, he even drove himself, when Marsha's car away from Zidan immediately started the car following Marsha from behind.

Realizing that Marsha's destination is his contract, Zidan immediately overtakes Marsha's car.

Tiiiiiiinnnnn

Just '90s eyebrows away, Marsha's car almost kissed Zidan's car, she was startled and immediately went down. But Marsha suddenly stopped her steps when the one who got out of the car was Zidan. The two looked at each other in silence, both Marsha and Zidan no one moved a bit, they seemed to let go of each other longing.

And from a distance, Misya and Mahesa witnessed the meeting of the two.