Marsha, Between Love and Revenge

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After Zidan leaves for office, Marsha prepares to visit Naima. He clutched first with Valent in the back, sitting side by side separated by a round table facing the pool.

"You want to go, son?" ask Valent. Pretend you don't know where Marsha's going.

"Yes Cake. There's a little business."

"You want to go to Zidan's office, too?"

Marsha shook her head. "Say Zidan wants to pick up, baby shopping, and lunch outside. Grandpa's coming with yuk."

Hahaha "No, you guys, just enjoy your time together, Grandpa quite enjoy the time at home." Valent observes Marsha's belly. "How long will you give birth?"

Marsha glared, remembering her hpl. "About seven weeks."

"What do you need? This is Grandpa's first great-granddaughter, Grandpa wants to come and meet her needs."

"What yes, Cake? A lot actually, I'm waiting for Zidan's initiative, but he's always busy. Zidan was insensitive, "Marsha put her lips together.

"Hem, he's working too hard. Refusing Grandpa's help as well."

"I'm upset about his nature like that, but I salute him, he's a real man, not willing to take the inheritance just like that, most men just spoiled, he said, enjoying the hard work of their parents, but Zidan tried to build his own business. Actually I don't care if he works hard like that, I support whatever he does, but there's something I don't like" Valent looked at Marsa closely, he listened seriously to the story of his granddaughter-in-law.

"Secretary, Cake. I feel that secretary Zidan has bad intentions, I smell bad things from him. I asked Zidan to fire the woman, but he wouldn't. The woman had been working with him since his hotel was established. Why doesn't Zidan just use a male secretary? Apap Rasha used a male secretary to keep Amam feeling."

"If you don't like it, Grandpa can reprimand Zidan."

"Don't, Cake." Marsha refused. "Let this be my business with Zidan. Grandpa's relationship with Zidan has not been good, I do not want to make Grandpa and Zidan's relationship deteriorate, I confide in grandfather, because there is no way I tell this problem to my family. The Marsha family will still hate it, but we'll get along again."

Valent nodded, he was amazed by Marsha's fairly mature personality responding to something.

While chatting with Valent, Marsha gets a call from Zidan.

"Darling, sorry I couldn't pick you up this afternoon."

"Why?"

"Susan didn't come in, so I had to handle my own work. Sorry baby, how about we change for another day."

"Hem, jude. Tomorrow it's all."

"You don't come here, I don't want you to get tired."

"Hem." just replied with a murmur."

"Darling you're angry?"

"No!"

"I'm sorry."

I'm tired of hearing your apologies

"Marsha, baby. Don't be mad, I promise you we'll be shopping tomorrow."

"Hem."

"Once again I'm sorry, please understand my position. Marsha, I'm going to work, yes, you don't eat late."

The call ended, Marsha's face turned grim.

"What's wrong?" valent asked seeing the change in Marsha's face.

"It's okay, Grandma." she replied lying, "Grandfather I walk first, Grandpa be careful at home."

Valent nods, letting Marsha go alone, but sends people to protect Marsha from afar.

Marsha sat pensively, her head stuck to the car window, her mind glaring in no direction, she felt lonely, Marsha wanted Zidan to have a lot of time for her. It was only felt by her that she was not Zidan's priority, and she needed more attention from her husband.

After visiting Naima, now he is confused where to go? Marsha is bored at home, wants to go to Zidan's office he's lazy, he's disappointed.

Marsha kept pensive, making the driver confused where they would go home?

"Miss, where are we going?"

'Road' Driver Marsha is getting confused, his employer's mood is not good.

"Miss, it's like Miss Mahesa's brother."

Marsha straightened her seat. "Where?"

"That's, at the stop." Marsha searched for the stop in question. And he saw Mahesa seemed to be arguing with a woman, Marsha did not accept Mahesa's treatment, he also asked the driver to turn the direction, approaching Mahesa.

"For you, my bike is so scuffed all" said Mahesa angry.

"You're the one getting angry. You're the one who crashed, I should be the one who's angry with you."

"It is natural that you walk away dumbly."

"You don't know my fate today, don't be angry. I see you're a rich man, the motor just a scuff is easy, just take the workshop, done. Rich people are complicated."

"I don't care about your fate, I want you to compensate."

"Eh, mas, or bang, or pakde. My bag it's out in the snatch, wallet, hape, same all kinds of my needs it's in the bag. So now I have only life. If mas kekeh ask for compensation, yes just take my life, easy right. It's lightening the work of the angel Izroil."

Marsha was just holding her chest to hear the quarrel, exclaimed as well, he thought.

"That means whether you are suicidal, oh ... or are you a con man, pretending to be run over, holding that accountable? Let's call all your cabal."

Jesus, the woman arguing with Mahesa scratched her head. "Mas, I was a really laper, went to bed to work, so hurry, did not have time to eat breakfast. Can the debate not be postponed first? Later if you already love me to eat, honestly to open my mouth only hard, hungry mas," the girl held her stomach. "Discussing also needs energy."

Hahaha Marsha laughed. This girl who was arguing with Mahesa looked still innocent, and innocent. When viewed from his appearance wearing a white shirt, black span skirt under the knee, he did want to apply for work.

"You're right too, arguing does take energy." Mahesa and the girl turned towards Marsha.

"Hes, don't you hear? he said he needed to eat. You gotta feed him."

"Marsa." Mahesa is shocked by Marsha's presence.

"If you don't want to feed her, let me feed her." without waiting for Mahesa's reply, Marsha grabbed the girl's shoulder, forced her into the car.

And in the car, Marsha just found out the girl's name, Dania.

Marsha asks her driver to take them to a nearby restaurant, Marsha is in need of a friend to accompany her to lunch.

Their car stopped at the entrance of the restaurant.

"Miss, isn't that Zidan's car?"

Marsha straightened her seat looking ahead, she sharpened her eyes to make sure if the license plate belonged to her husband. Right, it's Zidan's car, Marsha's lips are expanding, a very accidental coincidence. But unfortunately, Marsha's happiness is only a moment, because before long, Zidan came out of the restaurant while holding Susan who was holding her head.

Marsha's hands clenched, her heart really hurt to see the sight. Didn't she say Susan was off? Then what is this? Zidan lied?

Marsha's heart felt like it was torn to shreds, Zidan canceled his shopping event, saying if his secretary did not enter, but the reality he saw was just the opposite.

"Sir, the horn is tight." he asked the driver.

Marsha could not help but hit Zidan directly, her chest was already rumbling, it was impossible that if she had to wait and follow, her time would not be spent on unimportant things, she could have given birth in the car.

Zidan looked back, wanting to curse the impatient owner of the vehicle, but he was surprised, when he saw the car turned out to be his wife's car.

Zidan ran over to Marsha's car, and opened the back door.

"Darling, are you here?"

Marsha silently did not reply, her face was already very emotional. Zidan realized his mistake, he scratched his head.

"Honey, I can explain everything, what you see, not what you see."

Marsha grunts. "Not as you see it? Then what should I see?"

Zidan decides to get into Marsha's car, calls her driver to drive Susan to her house. In the car there, Susan becomes lethargic, she has acted, but again failed because of the presence of Marsha.

Oh shit, why the hell did that witch have to come?