My Lovely Office Girl's

Eps 158 (Rome)

"Where are you going?" Egy asked as Randy began to get up from his seat, and simply put the game stick away.

"Go home, where else!" Randy replies as he breezes to the other side of the mansion belonging to one of his friends.

"The game is not finished!"

"Otherwise, it's already two and a half."

Egy doesn't talk anymore, she just keeps walking tailed behind Randy's body. The man got out, approached the garage and got into his car.

"Thanks, yes." Randy raised one hand.

"Look out!" Egy answered.

Randy's black car engine started to start, then retreated slowly, and immediately turned into the streets of a housing complex that was already very quiet.

Of course, it's morning, isn't it?

While Egy stared at Randy's car that kept going away. After this afternoon he brought a man who looked like he was not okay back home, and spent time together playing games.

***

Randy drives a car at moderate speed, down the streets of the city that still looks very crowded, also accompanied by music from a musician who is fast in the car there.

Tents of food traders are still seen in the fill young. Though the clock has shown almost two o'clock in the morning, but activity is still visible.

Suddenly he remembered Ayumi. What is he doing now? Is anyone asleep? Or crying because of her who never came even until this late.

And for the first time they fought until like now. Until Randy really left his residence. Ayumi's rising and falling mood, faced with her extremely high ego, made the quarrel between the two unavoidable.

The problem is indeed trivial, even Randy continues to condemn himself why he is unable to understand the emotional state of his wife who can never be stable especially after pregnancy. Then who's to blame here? Of course, since leaving in a state of anger is not justified, the problem will not be solved just because it is avoided.

"God! What kind of man am I, leaving my wife for granted. What if she hasn't eaten, or even forgotten about her medicine and vitamins!" Randy's a monologue, he looks so sorry.

After driving it takes time. Finally he turned the steering wheel of his car, entering the garage of the house that looked so quiet, even the lights in some rooms were seen already equalized, making Randy sure if the occupants of the house had fallen asleep.

He pressed some codes, then pressed the door handle, and pushed it very slowly after the door was completely made.

But he was stunned when he found Dini sitting in the middle room with a dim condition, staring at the back garden door that was slightly open.

"Den!" The woman who also began to realize Randy's whereabouts immediately rose.

"It's night. Why is the back garden door still open, ... Why is it so dark!?"

"I'm waiting for Non Ayumi."

The deg!!

Randy's body immediately sculpted.

"He left?"

"No. Non Ayumi only returned after delivering food to the security post in front …"

"Food?" Sergey Randy, he didn't let Dini finish what he said.

"Yeah. Last afternoon Non Ayumi cooked a lot of beef, continued to wait for Den Randy not to return home, the same Non Ayumi in the wrap, continue to be given to security in front, … though Non Ayumi had not eaten at all."

The speech was exactly like a big Godam who directly hit his chest, to the point of causing a sense of tightness, also regretting that he was too selfish.

"Now where's Ayumi?" His face looks panicked.

"After an hour outside, Non Ayumi went home. In the room, out again bring a blanket and now sleep in the garden chair."

"All right." Said Randy.

"Then Auntie entered the room first, Auntie was waiting because she was worried. He told me not to go in, he said he wanted to be there first."

Randy nodded.

The man immediately walked over to the connecting door between the middle room and the back garden which seemed slightly open, pushed slowly, and there was Ayumi's soft singing that sounded choked a few times.

"You said, ... forever in the end i, ..fought it ..." The woman sighed first.

"Please be honest, .. are we better, .. for it." He breathed again.

"Thought you'd hate me but steady you called."

Ayumi's voice sounded trembling. And it seemed like he was trying to hold back the crying. Under the early morning night sky, lying on her back on a wooden chair, under the lights of a bulb, with the blanket she was wearing. I don't know what she's doing, but Ayumi is definitely trying to make her feelings okay.

His chest felt more and more crimped to cause a sense of tightness, when he saw Ayumi rub the corner of the eye with the back of her hand.

The wind felt more piercing, even though he was wearing a warm shirt, also a blanket, still his face felt frozen, but he had not intended to go back inside.

He was at home lying there, staring at the clear sky with stars that looked flickering. At least it makes her sense of disappointment a little lost, and able to control herself when she wants to go far, the same thing her husband did.

"It's so late, why is it still here?" Randy said very softly.

Ayumi turned her head, she was silent when she saw Randy standing at the entrance. Both of them fell silent, making their views collide for a while.

"Come in, it's almost three in the morning!" Randy said again, he began to step on his feet to get closer.

But Ayumi remained silent. Staring at her husband with a heart so painful.

Trouble since Ayumi held back her tears, then the existence of Randy made the tears continue to fall without her knowing.

"Get in almost morning, the night breeze is not good for Mommy as well as her Baby!"

Randy crouched right beside the chair that Ayumi was occupying. Grasping the woman's hand with a sad face.

"Sorry." Whisper Randy.

Ayumi's eyes twitched, staring at Randy's face from a very close distance. He began to not understand his feelings. Shouldn't Ayumi be happy for her husband to come home, but why would she want to cry instead.

"You're so cold!" Randy touches Ayumi's cheek. "Let's go in, ... it hurts if it takes too long outside like this."

Ayumi still did not respond to anything. He just kept silent, while holding back his cries that might just burst out soon.

Randy put his hands on his back and his wife's thighs, then lifted and brought the woman into the house.

Clamps!

The bedroom door closed after Randy pushed him on the foot. Keep going, until he bends down and puts Ayumi on the bed. Ayumi instantly twisted her body, lying on her side, curling her knees under a roll of blankets.

Randy can't say anything. He only re-enforced his body while continuing to stare at Ayumi's back with an increasingly greater feeling of guilt.

Early words seemed to be an alarm, until they continued to sound inside the contents of the head. Where his wife painstakingly cooks, but he does not go home until Ayumi chooses to give the results of his cooking to the clerk security where they live.

"Sleep, I'll take a shower!" He said he then ventured to get closer, and gave a kiss on Ayumi's right cheek.

Had been afraid of being rejected, because he knew very well Ayumi was now really feeling disappointed, but in fact no, the woman was just really silent without responding to anything, even with a gesture.

Randy pulled off the clothes he was wearing, walked into the bathroom door that was wide open, then closed it tightly.

The gurgling sound of running water began to be heard, signaling if the man started his bathing ritual.

"Don't cry now please, .. not now. Tomorrow, if he goes to work, cry as much as you want." Ayumi monologues in a very slow voice.

He started closing his eyes. Trying to get rid of his sadness by picking up drowsiness that never came even though he had tried several times.

Fifteen minutes passed. The sound of the bathroom door opened from the inside, followed by footsteps and stopped a few seconds before Randy opened the wardrobe.

Randy's gaze turned at a glance, looking at Ayumi who did not change her position in the slightest.

"If he's angry but still nagging, then that's good. Rather than what he is now, his disappointment makes him unwilling to speak even to this point." The man muttered.

Finish bathing, getting dressed, drying her hair with a towel. She immediately approached the bed, climbed up and began to lie down beside Ayumi, for her to hug as she did even though the woman unrequitedly hugged her.

"Have you slept?" Ask Randy.

Silent. Just the sound of breathing is so regular, but Randy is very sure if his wife has not really slept.

"I know you're disappointed." Randy whispers, he plays Ayumi's hair. "You're cooking today? And I didn't go home. Is that why you're disappointed? So I'm sorry I've gone and tried to avoid it all, putting more ego than your circumstances. Shouldn't I be more patient? And understand because you're pregnant right now?"

Randy.

And Ayumi was heard exhaling loudly, like she was throwing a sense of unease inside. Randy got closer, pulled Ayumi until she completely stuck with him, and buried her face in the neck of the woman's neck.

Ayumi's defense collapsed. He cried quite loudly, until his voice sounded bitter without changing his position.

"Sorry." And that's the only word Randy can say after what he did to his wife.