My husband, Doctor Adrian

Quarrelling

LULA POV

We spent the night with four. Me, Adrian, Mama, and Papa. We had dinner talking. I've been so full actually, considering it's my second dinner today. My eyes and Adrian's eyes met. We cast a glance in the other direction, as if fed up with each other. But in front of my parents, we smiled. How could he treat me like this? Is the image of a good son-in-law too important to him?

"Tomorrow Mom and Dad came, right? You two pick up at the airport?" ask Mama.

I looked at Adrian.

"Yes, Ma." replied Adrian.

After eating, Mom and Dad went home. Adrian and I drove them to the door.

"Okay, you guys. Lula, say yes Adrian said. Adrian is busy, so you have to be flexible. So the wife should be the same husband's attention."

Again with Adrian.

"It's my Mama's son what's Adrian anyway?" ask Lula. Mom and Dad just laughed. Mom and Dad got into their car.

They also left us. Me and Adrian. Silence rattled. I went into the house, followed by Adrian.

I went into the room to pick up my pillow and blanket and went out again. In the living room, Adrian was sitting on the sofa typing on his laptop. As always. As if nothing had happened.

"Where are you going?" adrian asked without looking at me.

"The guest room." I said briefly.

Adrian stopped typing. He's staring. I was still standing there, just two steps away from the guest room.

"It wasn't enough that you left me this afternoon for a man?" He stood up, approaching me.

"What kind of men? Nathan you mean? He's my CEO!"

"Oh that's Nathan's name." Adrian said as if underestimating. I've been tired of him for a long time. I opened the guest room and placed a pillow and blanket on the bed. Adrian followed me into the room.

"Your work.. Pick me up just for Mama's sake Papa? Let them not know if we fight again, will they?" I asked in a loud voice, trying to prevent my tears from falling.

"So.. You'd rather they know that you're cheating behind my back, then??" Adrian's voice was no less high.

"I? Cheating on?? Who is busy? There is no time for his partner.. I'm still in the diginiin!"

"Keep you think I'm cheating on you? Don't you see what I'm rich??"

"Yes! That's why you can only work! Same S3 as I thought!"

"What I work for in your rich bank! The time is free.. Five o'clock in the afternoon is free!"

"Continue.. My fault? I want you to be a doctor?? For God's sake, I'm marrying a doctor!" Tears filled my eyes.

"What do you say?" Adrian approaching. He looks very angry. His eyes were filled with a fog of emotion.

I fear. Unknowingly tears had fallen on both of my cheeks.

"Once you say that word, I will grant it." Adrian said slowly. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath before finally leaving the room. I close and lock the door. I know what Adrian means. Divorce.

I fell to the floor, hugging my knees. What is this test, God? We married on the basis of love. How quickly does this love turn into hate? Why does he seem to hate me so much? I feel so alone in our marriage.

We slept in separate rooms that night. I'm in the guest room. Adrian in our bedroom. I don't know. I don't know if he slept in our room or didn't sleep at all because of his dissertation.

The next morning, my alarm went off at six. I had to rush to the airport to pick up Adrian's parents. I shower and get dressed. Today I decided to wear a dark green jumpsuit.

Tok tock.. My bedroom door was knocked.

I was really lazy to fight again.

I opened the door of my room, without looking into his eyes.

He still wears pajamas. It seems he's not sleeping. His eye bags looked dark. Seeing it like that makes my heart hurt.

"You picked up Mom" he said. He then walked to our room.

I thought we were going to pick him up both. But I was wrong. I also felt relieved because on the one hand I did not need to go to the airport alone with Adrian. I also knew how tired he was, and no matter how much I fought with him, I felt relieved when he could rest even for a little while.

I went back into my room. As soon as I passed the glass, I was a little surprised. My eyes look puffy. I decided to get a little dressed up and wear sunglasses.

I'm driving my Mercedes Benz to the airport. I saw a clock in the car, almost eight o'clock. Mama and Dad will be arriving soon. I decided to get out of the car and soon..

"Lula!" yell that familiar voice. Mother. She looks beautiful and classy, despite her age of almost six heads. Behind him, I carried a large suitcase. He also looks handsome and handsome.

"Mother! The father!" I ran into their arms. They are good in-laws. Even though I'm not their real son. Although Adrian is not their real son either. They always thought of us as their children.

Behind me, two black-clad bodyguards took the suitcase out of my hands. They put the suitcase in a black Alphard car.

"Eh.. Same mom I picked up?" my many.

Mom shakes. "That's why they're picking up the suitcase. If I'm with Lula aja.." he said. Mom fixed the scarf that was draped around her neck. My mom and dad own properties all over the world. In Jakarta there are three. If my family includes family, Adrian family includes kolongmerat.

"Same mother, tired? Want Lula anter home?" my many.

"Can. We go to Mom's house, yes." said Mom.

"Where's aldrian?" ask Father.

"Ga come, sir. He hasn't slept all night." I said.

Mom just shook her head. "Yes, La. You're in our car. Let the driver take your car." I'm nodding.

"Sorry, yes, La.. I forgot to tell the driver you wanted to pick me up."

"Father, Mom."

We got into the car. I sat in the front seat with the driver, Mom and Dad in the back. Another one took my car.

Compared to my parents, Adrian's parents are more formal. They know the limits and tend to keep their distance from us. Mr. Alexander, my father-in-law is a very respected person in the business world. He is cold and almost never shows his emotional side. Maybe that's why Adrian behaves the same way. Moreover, his mother, is also not as open as my communicative Mama.

Shortly after, we arrived at Mom's house. A beautiful mansion located in the center of South Jakarta.

"That's the same kind of house. Yuk, Lula, come in." take Mom. I can only follow it. A few servants greeted us. I'm welcome to sit down. Permission to rest in the room. My mother sat next to me.

With a stern voice, he asked, "So, Lula. What's the problem?"