Not the Love of Semusim

Hard code

"Mas, I've prepared your clothes as well as your bath water" Shinta said that morning when Michael just opened his eyes,the man went to the bathroom without turning his head.Shinta just let out a long sigh waiting for him to finish his bath while tidying up the bed.

Michael came out with a towel wrapped around his waist to walk in closet.How long later out in a casual suit but impressed formal, not the clothes prepared by his wife.

"Mas, why not use after work?mas don't like it?or am I wrong color?" stay cool, still, no sound.Shinta stroked her chest as Mic passed her by.

"Mas, what breakfast would you like?let me get it ready." Some run into the steps of the husband, Shinta grabs his hand, but is pushed aside by Mic while pretending to be busy with his phone.Hati Shinta heats up,Mic even goes without breakfast this morning, but,also forgot his habit of saying goodbye to him.Is that so angry Mic is with him?

Shinta arranges the last plate on the dining table when Michael's long and firm steps enter the house.There is a secretary Nico who follows him while carrying some maps and his briefcase to the workspace.The faces are both cold and unreadable nico came out and closed the door.

"now is the time." muttered Shinta while walking with warm milk for her husband.If Michael went straight into his study, then certainly the man will confine himself there until dinner later,shinta nervously pushed the door, she entered along with Michael who came out of the bathroom.The eyes of the man looked at her coldly.

"You should knock on the door first" he said short, then threw away his face.

"I've knocked on the mas door, but there's no telling.I'm worried about you..."

"Wait welcome to enter, then you can enter." again with a firm voice.Shinta glued.Speak Mic slammed into his heart.As if he was taught manners that became the boundary between them.What's wrong if he entered?isn't he his wife?he can even go anywhere without permission.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to deliver milk for you" she said.

"Let's go, I'm not thirsty." Shinta let out a long sigh.Mic has returned as before, cold, arrogant and stiff.No more soft smiles and words of love from his lips, nor a loving gaze on him.

"If there's nothing else you can get out." Hardik Mic, Shinta's heart mengelos, but still trying to hold him.Without saying goodbye or looking back Shinta stepped quickly towards the door,opened it and went from there.The tears spilled.Slowly but surely he sipped the milk until the toilet and walked back to the kitchen.Misca who passed by him smiled widely.

"Where are you from?"

"introducing milk to the m.a.c.m." he answered flatly while trying to smile so that Misca was not suspicious and asked all sorts of questions again.

"So you cooked dinner?"

"iya mama, just two menus only.Yang other cooked maids." Shinta did cook two of Michael's favorite dishes, hoping her husband was happy and forgave his mistakes,Mic so praised the roasted chicken and tomato sauce made.Tak miss the soup sauce that is always loved by her husband she has prepared beautifully at the dining table.

"Bun, can I take El to the room?I miss El, Bun." said Shinta expectantly.She was very longing for El.Live one roof but seemed to be limited to thousands of miles because she could not reach the son at all.She was a mother, but she was,El is also his first son, only if Shinta loves him very much.

"But mommy can't, Ta.but dadymu don't allow.Sabar ya boy, dady you're not a bad guy who wants to separate you from El.Begging Mic because he's the one who put El on dady." misca's mother looked at her pity, Shinta nodded and walked to her room.Submitting herself on the sofa to sleep there.

"Madamma, soon dinner begins.Mrs please come down" said the waiter politely.

"Alright, thank you." Shinta replied briefly.The waiter nodded and headed to Stephanie's room, doing the same.

Shinta changed her clothes with a long dres, tidied up her makeup and then went down.From the other direction Stephanie also opened her room door.His sister-in-law signaled that Shinta was waiting for her.

"Sir, how?"

"there has been no progress" complained Shinta lethargic.She did not want to tell a lot for fear of past events repeated when Stephanie followed her back to Indonesia.

"excite brother!"

"definitely Steve." then they went down the stairs.Two pairs of eyes fixed on the two full of admiration.Bedanya one person hurriedly diverted his gaze, he said,while the other man still kept watching the tall slim body typical of European white to sit sweet in front of him.No intention of the man to take his eyes off including when Stephanie was staring fiercely at him.The eyes still see him full of longing.Stephanie whimpering.

Shinta takes food for Michael shortly after Misca serves Abraham and takes food for him.Sheinly smiles are imprinted on Shinta's lips as she fills the plate with rice,he also filled a small bowl with Michael's favorite soup.

"Mas, eat it." said Shinta while putting the plate in front of Michael.The man did not flinch.He looked straight ahead, ignoring Shinta who was standing next to him.

"Nic, get rid of this plate.Eating rice and chicken at night will only damage my body shape." jolted Mic cold.All eyes widened, staring at Mic in disbelief.Stephanie had even glared from his seat, he said,secretary Nico stood up and was about to grab the plate when Shinta prevented it.She signaled for Nico to sit back.Pelan Shinta lifted the plate and took it to her seat next to Stephanie.

"take your food Steve." said Shinta kalem.Stepanie still silent.His eyes contained anger.

"But brother..."

"It's okay.I'll eat it." said Shinta made Stephanie look at him with an exposition of dislike.He took the food.At the same time Willy would also take a beef steak until their hands touched.Stephanie put on a furious face,Willy just smiled wryly and quickly pulled his hand back like nothing happened.He knew his wife was very angry.The brothers were difficult to guess.

The atmosphere returned to silence.All dissolved in his own mind.Shinta struggled to quickly finish his food before his tears flowed.Tight on his chest increasingly became.In his heart he was all to be annoyed at taking in a portion of Mic.He even hesitated to be able to finish it or not while he knows the rules of eating at home that requires all dishes clean, no leftover on it.The stomach is even too full to be filled again.

"Sister, stop eating." sizzled Steve as Shinta's face flushed red from swallowing the sambal.Shinta did not budge, he still finished it and finished his meal.

"Sorry, I'll go back to the room first" he said,then leave the room quickly.Sadness is very visible and makes it tight.His legs relax when nausea strikes his stomach and makes discomfort in his body.So he enters the bathroom and vomits all his food without rest.

With the rest of his energy and hands shaking, Shinta grabbed his little bag and took the stomach medicine.His stomach feels very sore.Cold sweat soaks his body.Doctors do forbid him to eat spicy because his stomach is problematic.Still withstanding pain, cold sweat, and,Shinta tried to lie on the side of the bed and covered her body with a blanket.The pain of her stomach is still less painful with her heart.Mic's rejection of her has been a subtle action if the man is not just angry, but,but also don't want it.Hard code for him to step aside.