Red Line
22: Responsible
Note author: sorry if there are many shortcomings in the story, because the author is still a beginner 🔰
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Hearing the scream, Marsel then ran towards the bathroom.
"What's up, Lan?!" marsel asked worriedly.
"Heh, what did you say? "
Wulan who saw Marsel in front of the bathroom door immediately threw a shirt belonging to Marsel, Marsel then took it and saw the lipstick marks on his shirt.
"Lane... "
"Why? What else do you want to say, huh?! " sniffled Wulan.
"Lan, brother can be clear, this is a sticky lipstick because the brother's work partner was accidentally pushed to the back of the brother's shirt" explained Marsel.
"Son, you're just an excuse, say you're cheating, right? " accuse Wulan.
Unable to hear the allegations, Marsel denied them.
"Dear to swear, you won't cheat, Lan...! " deny Marsel.
"lik! All this time my brother often came home the night with the excuse of overtime is just an excuse right?! " strictly Wulan.
"Wulan NGO! Brother is unreasonable! Brother seriously, brother overtime for work, not for playing lady outside! " deny Marsel.
Wulan shook her head and covered her ears, as if she did not want to listen to Marsel's explanation.
"Enough! I don't want to hear my brother's words! I hate husbands who lie! " sniffled Wulan.
"Astaghfirullah Lan, your brother's time as your own husband is said to be lying, dear serious brother" said Marsel gently.
"Udahlah! Now go to work! You want to be late because we're making a noise like this?! " strictly Wulan.
Marsel this time relented, he then decided to go to the office with his morning mood that was already messy due to misunderstandings that occurred.
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On the way, Marsel stared focused on the road while driving his car, seemingly thinking of something.
"Four days you accused me of cheating, but I didn't cheat at all! "
Marsel's fist pointed at his car's horn, the spontaneous honking sound of the car left the other riders shocked.
Arriving at the office, Marsel brought his luggage towards the desk where he worked with his partner, seen only him, Evi and Kirana who had just arrived, three more people had not come at all.
"Good morning, Marsel" said Evi.
Marsel just looked at Evi, he then focused on arranging his goods, while Evi just fell silent.
'Marsel why yes? Tumben he did not turn over his life said Evi in his heart.
After a few minutes passed, Dimas and Kirana finally came, and followed by the Princess, they sat down and sighed frenziedly as a result of running.
"For all, thank you is not too late." said Putri ngos-ngosan.
"Morning Put... "
All welcome and reply to the morning welcome from the Princess, with the exception of Marsel, seems to be busy working on the work data that is already on her desk.
"Morning Sel. "greetings Princess.
Marsel looked towards the Princess, he smiled and came back again with his flat face staring at the computer.
Feeling something strange today, especially with the nature of Marsel is not as usual, making his group become worried about Marsel.
A few hours passed, it seemed that all employees were busy working on work data that had been shared.
"Cell, please this is partly yes" said Dimas.
"Yes, put it there, I'll do it"
Dimas returned to his chair and continued his work, seeing Marsel was in need of something on his desk, he searched until he accidentally nudged a small pot and fell.
When the mood was chaotic, Marsel then kicked his desk and left, his work partner who was next to him was surprised when Marsel hit the table.
"Marsel why? The feeling from earlier vibes of himself is not as cheers as usual that, especially when I hit him, he was even like not bales and there was a problem like that" asked Evi.
"Well yeah, usually Marsel was first with us, today he was very different, is there a problem? " ask Kirana.
The princess remembered something, like her she felt Marsel had a problem with yesterday's events that made Marsel look not excited and moody until such emotions.
'Is his wife concerned about his clothes? Well, maybe Marsel had a fuss with his wife. Well, this is my fault said the Princess in her heart.
The princess then thought hesitantly, she then stood up from her work chair, planning to catch up with Marsel.
"Where are you going, Put? " ask Yunita.
"I tried to catch up with Marsel for a while, yes, want to know why" replied the Princess, she then walked off the desk to catch up with Marsel.
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In the smoking area, the Princess saw a familiar figure from the glass door of the smoking area, it was Marsel whom she had never seen while in the smoking area.
"Marsel." call the Princess.
Marsel who was smoking his cigarette looked at the Princess, he then turned off his nipple and made sure the cigarette had died and then bagged.
Marsel came out of the smoking area, he then approached the Princess who was outside the smoking room.
"Sel, what's wrong today? How different are you" asked the Princess.
"Nothing is different, just the same, I'm just an ordinary employee and I belong to your group" Marsel replied casually.
The princess was not sure, she then took Marsel out of the room, precisely on the balcony of the office.
Arriving at the balcony, Marsel and the Princess were silent, the Princess cleared her throat and started a conversation.
"Sell, why are you today? You got a problem? " ask the Princess.
Marsel simply shook his head, it did not make the Princess give up on knowing the reason.
"Your wife saw the lipstick on your shirt yesterday, right? " the Princess asked, Marsel sighed and looked at the Princess.
"Yes, my wife found your lipstick yesterday on my shirt" Marsel replied.
"So, he accused me of having an affair with you" she said.
The princess screamed agitatedly, she paced back and forth unsteadily upon hearing Marsel's reply.
"Cell, as agreed by me and David last night, I'll help you clear up that misunderstanding with your wife! " said the Princess firmly.
"No need to put my wife... "
"No! I don't want to be that until I'm labeled as an actor with your wife because of the former lipstick, Cell, I still have a husband and children, she said, there's no way I want this misunderstanding to be karmic for my son and me! Anyway point, I'll help you clear it all up with your wife, Cell! " said the Princess firmly.
Marsel saw the assertiveness of the Princess then smiled, because the Princess wanted to help her to explain the problems that happened to her and Wulan.
"Thank you Put, you are indeed a responsible woman" said Marsel, the Princess felt salting when praised.
"It's usually Cells, it's purely a misunderstanding" replied the Princess.
"Yes, let's go back to our table, our group must be waiting for us" Marsel asked.
"Come"
Marsel and the Princess walked into the office, they decided to return to their desks and continue their work with the group.
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Showing at 10 pm, it was seen that the Princess was contacting her husband to stop by Marsel's house, while Marsel waited for the call to be completed and he invited the Princess to his car.
"Where's Put? David gave permission? " ask Marsel.
"Yes, let's just go straight to your house, Cell" replied the Princess as she put her phone in the bag.
"Sorry Put it this night I have to take care of you to help me clarify this misunderstanding with my wife, usually at this hour you can't wait to go home to meet David and your children at home" said Marsel.
"Father Cells, the important thing is this problem is solved. If not quickly in more detail, until now I was afraid that you are just as your wife does not get along and so it's a fuss" explained Princess, Marsel then nodded her head and immediately drove her car.
"Yes, later Wulan transferrin if bang Marsel is paid... "
Wulan seemed to be calling someone, like asking for a transfer of his money.
The call ended, Wulan let out a rough sigh and sat leaning on the chair.
The sound of the car was heard from outside the house, Wulan then got up from the sofa and walked towards the door of the house, she opened the door and waited for her husband to get out of the car.
From inside the car, Marsel and the Princess get out, Wulan is shocked when she sees her husband taking another woman.
"A... Brother?! "
"Ngga, not Lan, this is my brother's friend" Marsel explained.
"I'm her coworker Marsel" said the Princess.
Wulan looked at Marsel and the Princess with a displeased look, she then invited the Princess inside, followed by Marsel.
"Sit down, Put" said Marsel.
The princess then sat down, Marsel walking to the kitchen to pick up a drink.
Wulan sat staring at the Princess, the Princess then decided to introduce herself first.
"Hello mbak, introduce me... "
"I don't need your introduction, why did you come this night with my husband? " wulan said in an unhappy tone.
The princess fell silent, for her Wulan could not accept it, the proof alone cut off her introduction in a displeased tone.
"Please drink, Put"
"Thank you" said the Princess.
"Don't you mean bring this night woman home? Brother deliberately wanted to show brother's affair with him?! " ask Wulan firmly.
The princess was surprised to hear Wulan's words, as well as Marsel's.
"Lan, brother told you, this is your coworker, he wants to explain the lipstick you found this morning, Lan" said Marsel.
"What's? "
"Sorry, right, I want to explain the misunderstanding, because I am sure that you are not completely sure of Marsel's explanation. So, I came here the goal I want to explain the misunderstanding is the same mbak" said Putri.
"What else would you like to explain to me? " ask Wulan.
"I, as Princess, came here because I wanted to explain this matter. So yesterday, Marsel and I, her husband, were planning to go to our manager's office. We were assigned with our group to submit our files to our manager. Accidentally, from behind me was an apprentice boy who came rushing over and bumped into me from behind. When we stood up, unconsciously my lips were using thick lipstick exposed to the shirt shirt owned by Marsel" explained the Princess.
"I'm the same Marsel didn't do anything, you as his wife do not feel sure your husband the Marsel if it is me who accidentally left a lipstick mark on the back of his shirt because I was hit by an intern from behind" continued Putri.
"At least please respect my husband's words, I am also married, no matter how sorry I am with my husband because he often comes home at night, I never accuse him of having an affair outside. Because I am sure, my heart is adrift with him, while his heart is adrift with him. Maybe that's how Marsel treats mbak. So, don't accuse me of having an affair with her husband either way, I still remember my home, husband and son"
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