Not Just a Status

89. Responsibilities

Kahyang seemed to squirm, waking up from his sleep after last night sleeping because of fatigue serving her husband.

"Away awake?"ask the Mandala who just sat on the edge of the bed. Gently pecking the top of Kahyang's head.

Slowly Kahyang opened his eyes and looked at her husband who was ready, neat in an office suit.

"Is it noon?"tanya Kahyang then hugged the waist of Mandala who was sitting beside her.

"Why? Still want some more?"mandala asked, smiling while stroking Kahyang's head.

Kahyang sighed letting go of his embrace, "Is that all that's inside your brain?"asked Kahyang then covered his mouth that was yawning. But Mandala laughed.

"Sleep again! Looks like you're still sleepy. You go to college at ten, right?"tanya Mandala while stroking Kahyang's head.

"Hum" Sahut Kahyang closed his eyes again.

"I'm off to work, huh?"pamit Mandala kissed Kahyang's cheek and then moved from his seat.

"Hum,"sahut Kahyang.

Mandala drove her car to her office. A few minutes later, the tall building where Mandala worked was seen.

"Ckiitts"

Mandala braked her car suddenly when a woman suddenly confronted Mandala's car that was going to pass through the gates of her company.

"This woman! What else does he want?"mandala grumbled when she saw who the woman who suddenly confronted in front of her car. The man then opened the window of his car.

"Hey! Move over!"mandala looked emotional.

"I don't want to, before you talk to me!"the woman who is none other than Sheila.

"Security! Get rid of that woman right now!"tell Mandala who was furious with Sheila. Although Kahyang believes that there are no feelings for Sheila anymore, Mandala still does not like the presence of Sheila. However, Mandala must stay away from Sheila to take care of Kahyang's heart.

Two security men immediately approached to expel Sheila. But suddenly the two security stopped approaching Sheila as Sheila pulled out a knife.

"Don't come any closer!"sheila said pointing the knife she carried with her to the two security guards, "I'll kill myself here if you don't want to talk to me!"threatening Sheila pointed the knife at her own neck staring at Mandala.

The people around the place began to swarm the place. And not a few who capture the moment in their mobile camera shots, even hold a live streaming on their social media.

Mandala snorted in annoyance, scratching her non-itchy forehead. With a big heart, the man got out of his car.

"Say! What do you want to talk to me about!'tell Mandala while sitting on the stamp of her car by folding both hands in front of the chest.

"I want to talk to you in private. And certainly not in this place" Sheila said still putting her knife in front of her own neck.

"If you want to talk, talk here! I don't have much time to talk to you. I have a lot of work to do that concerns thousands of employee fates. Tell me what you want!"mandala is impatient.

"I want to talk to you in private?"sheila said stubbornly.

Mandala clucked in annoyance, then looked at Sheila lazily, "I don't want to talk to a woman in person. Unless that woman is my mother, my wife, my sister, and my daughter. So don't expect me to talk to you in private!"mandala said firmly, stepping her feet towards her company, leaving her car.

"You have to take responsibility for what you did!"sheila's shout made Mandala stop her steps, and turn her body, staring at Sheila.

"You fucked me! So you must be responsible for marrying me!"sheila's snapped like a dead end after being tortured by Aldi from night until morning. Even last night Sheila only slept for two hours because Aldi continued to want to be served.

Why is Sheila not looking for another man to marry? Why should the pursuit of a Mandala that actually rejects it? Of course because Sheila loves Mandala. After all, looking for people who can be used as a girlfriend is difficult, especially the nyari of people who want to be married.

Nowadays, dating may be because of a fad or origin of likes. But not necessarily the one who is dating will be invited to marry, right? In any case, the problem of the heart is difficult to compromise, right? If Sheila likes Mandala, what would you say? Either it likes because of the person or it likes because of the treasure.

In this day and age, if we are people who have no personality. Don't have any personal? It means not having personal savings, private vehicles, private homes and others that are personal. You are not a girl, not a guy, not old, not young, nowadays on likes on one kind of flower. What flower is that? Flower bank.

Mandala laughed silently as she looked away, "I have to take responsibility for marrying you? When did I fuck you? What proof?"tanya Mandala cynical.

"This is proof! You all look! Here's proof!"sheila opened the scarf she was wearing. Showing traces of romance that is purple red, there are even traces of his bite as well. The trail of romance shows how brutal the way a person has sex with Sheila is. Make everyone in that place whisper.

"Wahh, that's so bad!"

"Without,"

"Until that's the old one,"

"Love until it's like that. It's not normal anymore"whispers of people around the place.

"If it's just that sign, you can't prove anything either. I also have a sign like that, which my wife made last night, "that Mandala was flat while opening the tie and two buttons on the top shirt. Shamelessly showing everyone who was in that place.

"Now if I say this mother made this mark on my body, would you all believe it too?"mandala asked everyone in the place while pointing at a middle-aged woman nearby, "Can't this kind of sign be accurate evidence?"ask Mandala again. Sheila is confused as to what to answer.

"Yes, yeah. Where can such a sign be made evidence,"

"The evidence is less powerful" whispers people.

"Then, where did I fuck you last night?"ask Mandala again.

"Don't pretend to forget! Last night you fucked me in my apartment, "so fast Sheila.

"Oh, so, huh? If I really fucked you, we're going to the doctor right now. I'll take my wife too. We prove to the womb who I planted my seed last night!"challenge Mandala who until now still looks calm face.

"Of course there won't be any evidence of it in my womb. Because last night you used a safety device, "sheila's drawing.

"Oh, so you're saying, overnight I made love to you and my wife in different places? Didn't he? Then what time did I go to your place last night?"ask Mandala without the slightest fear. Because Mandala didn't fuck Sheila, but fucked her own wife.

"A. I don't remember," said Sheila, If she answered carelessly, afraid her answer would corner herself.

"What other evidence do you have besides that?"mandala asked, leaving Sheila speechless, "If you don't have any proof, you'd better go! Don't bother me anymore. Otherwise, I will report you to the police for defaming me and making a fuss in front of my company. I have cctv proof in my office and also in my house that can prove what time I come and go. And the police can also estimate how many hours the distance between my office and home is. And also the distance between my office to your apartment. Or the distance from my house to your apartment. Making a mark on your body to that awful, it couldn't have taken five minutes, right? And also, looking at that mark on your neck, I don't think you just have that mark on your neck, do you?"cecar Mandala left Sheila speechless. Embarrassed? Sure oes.

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To be continued