Marsha, Between Love and Revenge

What's the point of Lo Here?

Although hateful and angry but Marsha still treat the wound on the face of her husband due to a blow from Mahesa. She actually knew when Mahesa hit her husband, but Marsha did not prevent it, because she knew, Mahesa would not exceed the limit.

Zidan watched the beautiful face of the woman he got with full struggle, Marsha just silent, without wanting to look at her face.

Indeed Zidan was tired of all the problems that befell him, Zidan wanted to get back friendly with Marsha, living a quiet life, after successfully getting Marsha he thought his life was safe, but circumstances forced Zidan to like this, but circumstances forced Zidan to like this, he wanted his wife to be safe, without knowing the problems she was facing, but he accidentally made trouble with her, and made her hurt worse and often made her cry.

A secretary who had worked with him for years and long had betrayed him, he did not think that Susan could be that determined, a long-standing grudge against Marsha and now he had the support of a strong enough person. People who apparently still have something to do with Mahesa's family.

There was only a sigh from the two in the spacious room.

"Auu, baby. Slow down, sick." Zidan grimaced, Marsha pressed down strongly on the wound on his cheek. Marsha just stared at him in silence.

Zidan cleared his throat, if Marsha had been quiet like this, then Marsha was already very angry with him.

"Ehem, baby. How long are we gonna stay here?" Marsha did not say, she applied red medicine in bruised places.

"You used to stay here a lot, huh? There's a lot of your stuff." There was still no reply from Marsha, his wife then stood up, and came out of the room without a word. Zidan just sighed.

"I have to quickly solve this problem, I can't stand it if it has to be like this." Zidan scanned his gaze throughout the room, seeing many pictures of Marsha as a child to adulthood.

Zidan smiled, he got up to take a closer look. One by one Zidan see, since childhood Marsha is very beautiful, it is natural that many are envious and do not like him because Marsha became a prima donna at school with a haughty attitude and jutek, he said, it would be hard to find a woman like Marsha in this world.

Zidan's gaze fell on the closet drawer, Zidan pulled the drawer to see the contents inside, and there was a photo album. Zidan was curious and wanted to see the contents. Zidan opened one by one the contents of the album, there are photos of Indah and Abdi when he was young, a matching couple, beautiful and handsome, it is fitting that Abdi used to prefer Beautiful than his mother, and the nature of his mother and grandfather is also what makes Abdi choose Beautiful.

Now moving on to a picture of a little girl breastfeeding a baby, Zidan frowned, it's like Marsha, but if it's Marsha, who's the baby she's nursing? Is this Mahesa?

Zidan's jaw is hardened, isn't he looking at this photo? Although this happened when they were little and knew nothing, but he could not accept seeing it. Zidan flipped the album back to the end, all containing the closeness between his wife and Mahesa, and it made his chest feel tight, if not seen as curious, but after seeing it, it made him sick.

* * *

Elsewhere, Mahesa goes to a nightclub, she sits in the front seat of the barista.

"It was not visible for a long time, I thought you were already converted" said the barista who knew Mahesa.

"Yesterday there was a lot of work" he replied.

"What do you want to drink?"

"Gue didn't order a drink, just wanted to sit." The barista nodded. "Again looking for someone?"

"The girl I met before, does she still like coming here?"

"Which girl?"

"Ck, have I ever met a lot of girls?" The barista smiled.

"That's not it?" point it with the direction of the eyes. And Mahesa followed the barista's line of sight, Misya sitting alone on the sofa.

Mahesh stood up, and approached Misya, after putting some blue pieces of money on the barista table.

"Ish, there's no money left," Dania who Mahesa asked to take the money that Mahesa left behind.

"Eh, this is my money. Do you help?" The barista held back the money that Dania wanted to take.

Dania shook her head quickly. "No, no offense, it's my boss's money."

"You mean Mahesa?"

"I forgot his name, but he's now my boss." Dania answered wrongly.

The barista laughed gruntingly. "Any, boss but do not know his name, basic snotting, practice again if you want to be a thief. Learn from Saef how to be a copet, take ABC courses from him."

"It's the guy who's messing with ya, I'm actually my boss's guy. He didn't drink anything, but he left money here." he snickered and withdrew the money, but was arrested by the barista. "No off?" Dania glared at the eyes.

"It's my money, if you take this money, I'm sure you're maling."

"Just scream, I'm not afraid."

The barista snorted, looking at Mahesa, Mahesa was a henchman sitting with his shoulder tucked together the woman he was looking for earlier, if she shouted Mahesa would not hear. Then he looked at Dania with his appearance that was only wearing a black hat, a t-shirt wrapped in a denim jacket in the same color as the hat he was wearing. Too polite for a woman who used to walk into his club.

"Lo asks your boss, what will he answer? You'll be here again." Dania pursed her lips and loosened her hands from the money. But when the barista let his guard down, Dania took the money and ran towards Mahesa.

"God!" The barista shouted at Dania. But after looking at the direction of Dania's run, only a small smile.

"Boss, this is the boss's money that was left at the table earlier." Dania breathed hard, and gave the money to Mahesa. Mahesa looked up, then looked at Dania's face in annoyance.

Mahesh stood. "Ck, what money is it? Just interrupt, go there?" throw him away in a stifled voice.

"This is the boss' money, the boss lives there."

Dania pointed at the barista table, Mahesa turned her head back for a moment, afraid that Misya heard their chatter, Misya smiled.

Then Mahesa took Dania away, looking at the barista table, and the barista who saw it sniffed his shoulders while smiling. Mahesa scratched her non-itchy hair, then looked at Dania, growling in annoyance.

"That's her money, I'm giving her, turn around!" his orders, "and look at me from afar as I commanded earlier." he said again.

"So this is the boss's money that the boss loves him?"

"Au ah dark." Mahesh then left Dania and went back to Misya.

"What's wrong?" ask Misya gently.

"There was nothing, there was a misunderstanding, I forgot to take the change, but I just love them." Mahesa replied, "Sorry, since that night, since, I don't call you anymore, I'm on a lot of business."

"No problem. But I'm glad we can meet again here, and you're really looking for me."

Mahesa folded her lips. "Emm, Missy. I-ahem I'm actually ... already in love at first sight with you, would you like to introduce me to your parents?" Mahesa looks nervous.

Misya who was leaning on the sofa up her seat. Staring in disbelief Mahesa said that.

"I'm sorry, this seems too soon, but .. I'm afraid of losing you again."

"Mahesa!" Misya was really surprised. Then she hugged Mahesa. Mahesa let Misya embrace her.

"Life of city people, just know the hugs directly." Dania muttered from a distance.

"So you want to introduce me to your family, Misya?" Misya nodded, she moved her face forward, wanting to bring her lips closer to Mahesa's, but Mahesh confronted her by placing her index finger on her lips.

"I can't stand doing this, baby, but wait another month. After I meet your family, I want us to immediately set our wedding date."

Misya further widened her smile, only this time she was treated special by men, and she who planned to ensnare Mahesa, in fact Mahesa came alone to her.

* * *

Dania looked annoyed at Mahesa, Mahesa could take Misya home, while she herself had to take a taxi to Mahesa's apartment.

"Bikininin I mi instant donk." Mahesa who just arrived immediately laid her body on the sofa.

Dania who was in the kitchen after drinking water passed into her room without heeding Mahesa's orders.

Mahesa wakes up and sees Dania coming into the room.

"No, what are my orders?" his yell.

"I'm sleepy, sir. It's not working hours anymore." Dania yelled from inside the room. Mahesa swung her legs after Dania.

"Who told you to sleep in the room? You have to follow what I tell you, otherwise I'll report to the police for negligence-"

"Yes." said Dania quickly cut Mahesa's words, Mahesa smiled triumphantly.

Dania started to light the stove, and put the small pot rough, until it made a noise.

"How my furniture is broken, you have to change" said Mahesa turned towards Dania, she knew Dania was upset. "Lo salary a month in the cafe, will not be able to replace my broken furniture."

"Currently, he thinks I don't know what the price of this pot is? Fanged branches can also be inked cardboard or plastic." Dania grumbling.

Mahesa's phone is vibrating.

"Yes, Bun."

"Mahesa, where are you?"

"Mahesa forgot to say the same Mother, Mahesa bought an apartment near the cafe Bun. Mahesa calculated our monthly income, because it was night, so Mahesa came back here."

"Apartment? When did you buy the apartment?"

Mahesh fell silent, this apartment he rented to Dania so that he could order Dania as he pleased, because Dania's contract was far from his cafe.

"Ehem, just Bun. So Mahesa hasn't said it."

"Sharelock the address is the same Mother, tomorrow Mother will be there."

"Don't Bun!" Mahesa said, this will make Indah suspicious.

"Loh, why not? You're talking about girls there?"

"Yes-yes, it's not Bun. Mahesa's time is pounding girls, only her apartment is still a mess."

"That's precisely Mother there, let Mother help clean up."

"Ja-don't Bun. Later if it is neat, Mother just here, a lot of dust Bun. Mommy will be sick."

"The more you forbid Mother, Mother is more suspicious of you."

Mahesa scratched her head, she looked back, Dania was gone, then she was surprised by the sound of a bowl clashing with a spoon slammed.

Dania already wanted to open her mouth but Mahesa easily smothered her mouth with her palm.

"What is Mahesa?"

"I-this, Bun. Mahesa abis cook boiled noodles. Yes, yes, Bun. Mahesa wants to eat first." Mahesa closed her call.

"Lo can't narok the bowl slowly?" enragedly.

"Father eat fast, I want to sleep. Tomorrow I have morning school."

"Kok you so you're setting me up?"

"My dad said he couldn't sleep in the room, so I slept on the couch. If you don't eat in the room, I want to sleep, I'm sleepy."

"You sit there, wait until I'm done." point it out on the single sofa.

Dania sighed, not wanting to argue anymore because she was already so tired. Dania threw her body on the sofa, watching Mahesa eat her instant noodles voraciously.

After the instant was over, Mahesa looked at Dania, the woman who had been closed.

"God." Mahesa wakes up by kicking the bottom of the sofa. Dania still did not wake up, actually she pityed, but seeing the annoyed face of Dania, Mahesa liked.

"Heh, wake up." kicked him back on the couch three times. Dania just opened her eyes.

"What's the song, sir?"

"Gue's done, lo taroin the bowl."

"Ck, just narok bowl doank can't what sir? until I have to wake me up." despite grumbling, no doubt Dania according, with her upset face. Mahesa smiled triumphantly.

"I'm narok myself, what's the point of lo here?" Mahesa leaned on the sofa, with her hands folded under her head.

* * *

"Did you know Mahesa bought an apartment?" tanya Indah after the phone call from Mahesa was cut off. Beautiful and Abdi who had fallen asleep, they woke up when they realized Mahesa had not come home, after arguing with Zidan.

"Buy apartment? I don't know."

"Something Mahesa seems to be hiding from us, ma'am."

Abdi remembered Zidan's words this afternoon.

"Let's go ice baby. Mahesa is young, I'm sure Mahesa can take care of herself. Let's sleep again, you don't think of anything." Abdi kissed his wife's forehead, and embraced Indah, so that Indah would not think of Mahesa again.