Mine Maybe

Late

The days go by as they should. A month goes by so fast. But not for Adisty or Vinsen who both reject each other's presence.

This month, both are used to living on the same roof. However, for Vinsen, a did not get the slightest comfort of being with his wife.

As for Adisty, her suffering is increasing. Vinsen who always avoids and rarely goes home, it is difficult for Adisty to make Vinsen comfortable with him.

If you go home, Vinsen prefers to sleep on the sofa rather than sharing the bed with Adisty. Every morning, the dining table is just Adisty filling up. Vinsen always refused breakfast together.

Never wanted to have dinner at home. He spends more time outside.

On the other hand, Zyla always contacts Adisty and asks how is her marriage with Vinsen. Sebis maungkin Adisty gave the best answer even though what he said was always a lie to cover the disgrace of the husband.

In addition, Adisty also always as much as possible to prevent Zyla from visiting his home. Whether it's day or night.

"Darling, tomorrow's holiday. Vinsen must be home, right. You're gonna be home, right?" Zyla. He rarely met his youngest daughter after marriage. Sometimes Adisty would stop by after work at Rean's house, but only briefly. If it was Zyla who wanted to come visit, Adisty seemed to hold him back from coming. I don't know what his daughter did.

Adisty just doesn't want to perform in front of Zyla if she has to pay a visit home. Because Adisty is 100% sure, he and Vinsen must pretend to be a loving couple. Maybe it's not easy for both of them to do. Especially Vinsen.

"Yes, Ma. But, Vinsen with Adisty will only spend time alone." lie Adisty with frowning forehead. Hoping that Zyla would be sure of what she had just said.

"Oww, apparently still want to enjoy the moment of the newlyweds?"

Adisty mendehem heard the mama's teasing tone at the other end. "Yes, Ma."

"Alright, Mama won't force me to come. But next time, please don't stop Mama from meeting Mama's daughter and daughter-in-law."

Adisty smiled, deep in her heart, she missed Zyla so much. His feelings are very sensitive when comparing the treatment between Vinsen and his family is very inversely proportional.

"Yes. Disty understood."

After that, the connection was cut off. One hand of Adisty folded in front of the chest. While the other hand is in front of the mouth with his nails that he bites slowly. "Who?"

Adisty spontaneously bit his nails, the corners of his fingers bled. He was surprised to hear Vinsen's sudden voice.

"God,"

Adisty hid his index finger back, he stared at Vinsen for a while, while Vinsen had seen his wife's bloody finger. Vinsen knew Adisty well enough, he would bite his nails if he was anxious.

"So, Mama Zyla called. He said he'd come, but I forbid."

"Why should be banned. He wants to meet his favorite daughter."

"We can meet outside!"

Vinsen shrugged indifferently, then passed towards the room. Adisty stared at his bleeding index finger. He grimaced with the pain, then walked toward the sink to wash his fingers so as not to be infected.

He was used to biting his nails when he was worried about something. And he really did not know if Vinsen would come and make him surprised.

This time, Adisty nodded. His eyes stared at the glass before him which featured a back garden. Letting the water continue to flow soaked his hands.

Adisty had no idea what she was worried about. There are a lot of things he has been worried about lately. Afraid that Vinsen would leave her. Afraid of Vinsen playing back and having women out there. Afraid that his family knew that Vinsen's harmony with him was just a charade.

Adisty realized as soon as a big hand grabbed her tiny hand. It was Vinsen's hand that immediately turned off the water tap.

"You want all your blood to be washed away?" cynically. His eyes looked at Adisty's eyes with an intimidating look, while his hands dried Adisty's hands with a tisue.

He pulled Adisty to sit down, applying the ointment to the wound on Adisty's finger. The two were silent, Adisty watching her husband. Looking at every inch of the face of a person who very rarely paid attention to it.

Anyhow and any little Vinsen to him. He still has a good side when he sees others hurt. Yet, I don't know. Adisty cannot know what Vinsen's heart is.

"I have a few questions." Adisty open the sound. Vinsen didn't respond, but Adisty knew the man heard it.

"Where have you been lately, you've rarely been home. Home late at night, not even home."

"Where are you staying?"

Vinsen put a plaster on Adisty's finger. He looked at his wife with a dislike look. Then she stood up, making Adisty look up to see her husband's face.

"Make sure this is the last time you ask something like that. Because you don't need to know where I'm going, where you're sleeping or who you're with!"

"You just have to be a good wife."

"Don't interfere in my personal affairs. You know, I've never interfered in your personal affairs. Work well with Mrs Jea!"

"I don't like you interfering!"

"I just need to know Vinsen. What if you're with another woman?"

"I was with another woman. Want what? Want to ask for a divorce?" sidelines Vinsen quickly.

Adisty quiet. He had to give up, Vinsen's discussion had led to something very sensitive. He didn't want to take any wrong action and mess things up.

Adisty relented, cutting off her gaze with Vinsen along with Vinsen's phone ringing. Vinsen reached into his phone and immediately shifted the green icon.

"Hallo, Pah?"

Adisty looked up, watching Vinsen who had received a call from whom. Rean, or the Hero?

" ....., "

Vinsen looked at Adisty for a moment. "Yes, Pah. We're coming."

"Prepare, we're going to my parents' house for dinner" she told the woman she had just been angry with.

Adisty did not react, but he heard what Vinsen said. Vinsen passed first to get ready. Adisty was silent. She doesn't usually invite them to dinner.

Or maybe Wira misses Vinsen, however, they have rarely met since Vinsen married Adisty.

Dinner at Wira Jagaska's house was as normal as ever. There are no suspicious moves from Wira. While Vinsen had started to unsettle, he had already predicted what would happen when dinner was over.

Some waiter cleaned the dining table. The family members finished their meal. "Vinsen, there's something Papa wants to talk about. We're talking in Papa's study." As expected Vinsen.

The man simply nodded, while Adisty passed with Dian to chat in the living room.

Vinsen. He rubbed his face and moved, with shaky steps he walked towards the room of the Hero. His hand was holding the door handle. He sighed again and slowly opened the door.

The hero is sitting in front of his desk. Vinsen sat down on the table in front of the Papa. Exactly an employee who will get a reprimand from his boss.

The hero just stared at his son. He still did not get the right diction to talk to his own son.

"What does Papa want to talk about?" ask Vinsen. He had already begun to calm down, however, not just once he was in his current position.

"What have you been doing for a month?"

Vinsen had scrunched his forehead, but soon after, he immediately replied. "work."

"It's late at night, and it doesn't even come home. That so?" sideline the Hero quickly. Vinsen just sculpting.

"You still see that woman?"

"His name is Isyana, Pah."

"Papa doesn't care!"

Vinsen. He opened the glasses he always wore. Then he sighed. "Until when is Vinsen?!"

"Don't you appreciate your wife's feelings?"

Vinsen turned his gaze the other way. Come on, who is Adisty until Vinsen has to appreciate his feelings?

"Who complained to Papa? Jea?"

"It would be a shame if other family members knew this." The hero refused to answer Vinsen's question.

"This is the consequence, Pa. I didn't want to marry her in the first place!"

"Think carefully. What's Adisty's lack until you feel it's worth betraying her!?"

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Adisty was just speechless with eyes that kept staring out the car window. The rain fell so fiercely, once in a while lightning struck with a sinister flash. Vinsen beside him focused on driving, his face looking unfriendly ever since he came out of the Wira's study.

Adisty had no idea what they were talking about. But from what Adisty caught, Vinsen seemed to be angry at him. I don't know what mistake Adisty made.

"What's wrong?" adisty asked as the car slowly pulled over. Vinsen did not look at him one bit.

"You complained to Papa?"

Adisty frowning. He could not digest well what Vinsen had just said.

"You complain to Papa if I always come home late at night. That so?"

"What do you mean? I didn't do it,"

Vinsen smiled.He was wrong to ask, indeed which crazy person will confess if he throws a question to give an honest answer.

"Down!"

Adisty was growing distrustful of the one word that Vinsen had spoken to her. "You're kidding me, aren't you, Vin?"

"Do I look like I'm kidding, Jea?"

Adisty sighed, she pulled her hair back. Vinsen roughly opened the seatbelt attached to Adisty's body.

"Get out!" tell him without feeling.

As much as possible Adisty regulate the roar of his breath that is irregular because of anger. Even a madman can't get out when the weather is like this.

Adisty opened the car door. Vinsen was really serious about getting him out of the car. Even without thinking, after Adisty went down, he drove his car. Without hesitation left Adisty on the streets deserted with rainy conditions that are still reluctant to stop.

Vinsen, go as far as you can!

If there is still at least love in your heart. So come back, hug me. The rain tonight is colder than you.

TB

Hajar Vinsen, skuy:"(