Red Line

23: Storm

Note author: sorry if there are many shortcomings in the story, because the author is still a beginner 🔰

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Hearing the Princess's explanation, Wulan was silent, either the explanation he saw well or still remained stubborn to accept the facts.

"Sir, we are the same woman must have the same feeling, I'm sure, mbak also if befriending a man accused of cheating is certainly not good right? So do I, mbak. I don't like it when I'm labeled as an actor because I'm purely my fault for accidentally leaving my lipstick mark behind my husband's shirt because I was hit by an intern at my office working" explained the Princess.

"Yes, I know, I was wrong" Wulan said briefly.

"Sir, I wouldn't want that much to ruin people's households, because that would affect my household as well. You can imagine, what if you have children and children.... "

"Don't talk about children! " call Wulan.

The princess who was explaining her words was surprised to hear Wulan's cry, Marsel did too.

"Hey Princess, I know you already have children, at least you keep my feelings that have not had children at all for two years! Stop lecturing me, if your purpose here is not to explain the misunderstanding you and my husband have made! Take care of your words, I'm not happy if there are people close to me talking about children! " sternly Wulan while pointing towards the Princess.

"Wulans... "

"What?! You want to save him?! Now Wulan asked, who is the real brother's wife?! Wulan, or the woman named Princess who is in front of this Wulan, bang?! " ask Wulan firmly.

Marsel patted his forehead, he no longer knew how to explain it to Wulan.

"Then, I say go home first yes, it's already night" said the Princess.

"That's you realize as well, the night is still wandering as well" Wulan said.

"Yaudah Put, I anterin you get to the house huh? "

Hearing Marsel's words, Wulan was surprised, he looked at Marsel in disbelief.

"What's? Brother want to anterin him? " asked Wulan in disbelief.

"Lan, you just want him to doang" replied Marsel.

"Eh, no need Sel, I can find a taxi online in front, you don't bother" refused Princess.

"No papa Put, besides you were here with me, David will be angry with me if I am not responsible for getting you home because you took an online taxi" said Marsel.

"Not Cell"

"No papa, come on, I'm anterin, around my house if an online taxi does not exist if it's this hour" said Marsel.

The princess finally fell silent, she then nodded her head and grabbed her handbag.

"Do you know how embarrassed you are? Not that you refuse, you accept it? " ask Wulan cynically.

"Lan, please, brother just said he didang, it's because of the responsibility of the brother who brought him here last night to clear up the misunderstanding this morning. So, brother permission same Wulan, brother want nganterin Putri to his home" said Marsel.

Wulan did not respond, she then went straight into the room and slammed the door hard.

"Cell, wife... "

"Grandfather, later I can persuade him, yaudah let me anterin get to your house" said Marsel.

Marsel and the Princess out of the house together, Marsel then locks the door from the outside and invites the Princess to get into the car.

"Cell, I'm not good with your wife, look at that, you guys are making a noise because of me" said the Princess.

"Father Put, I'm even more concerned you can help me clear up the misunderstanding that happened yesterday, at least my wife can believe that I'm the same you do not do anything other than pure misunderstanding" said Marsel.

The Princess nodded her head, Marsel focused again on driving his car to the Princess' house.

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Arriving in front of the Princess' house, David was waiting for the Princess outside the house, the Princess immediately went out with Marsel.

"Vid, I'm sorry I brought your wife to my house at night to clear up my misunderstanding with the Princess yesterday with my wife, should have been an hour ago she'd gone home" Marsel said.

"Gapa Sel, after all from yesterday it was the intention of the Princess to clarify your misunderstanding with the Princess yesterday, we also agreed to plan this from last night" said David.

"Thank you, I've been going home until midnight like this, I'm getting nicotine"

"Father Put, yaudah, I say yes I want to go straight home" said Marsel.

"Yes, the heart of the cell's path"

Marsel rushed into the car, he started his car and drove his car to go straight home.

Unfortunately, on the way home, Marsel was stuck in a traffic jam that previously had no such traffic jam.

"Sir, what's up ahead? Was the feeling not stuck like this? "

Marsel asked with the biker next to him.

"Said there was an accident, so the road became jammed like this" explained the motorcyclist, Marsel nodded his head.

After waiting for almost 20 minutes, Marsel finally escaped the traffic jam, he saw the scene of the accident, tragic enough for him to see his victims.

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Arriving at home, Marsel parked his car next to his house, he then made sure his car was safely locked and he walked to the house.

Marsel unlocks his house, he then enters and sees Wulan sitting on the living room sofa with her seemingly hateful gaze.

"Why not sleep? Was that feeling in the room? " ask Marsel.

"Why do you ask like that? Oh, Wulan know, if only Wulan had slept in the room first, Wulan sure that brother would have brought the Princess silent right?! " accuse Wulan.

"Lan, you've said several times, brother and sister Princess is just a coworker! Why do you insist that your brother has a relationship with him? " ask Marsel in a displeased tone.

"Because Wulan has not fully believed in her brother, Wulan is not sure if it was unintentional, it is impossible that the Princess could fall and her lips hit the back of the brother's clothes! Now you like to lie to Wulan! " answer Wulan.

Marsel felt furious, he wanted to get angry, but could only endure it.

"OK, now you call the brother a liar. But before that brother wants you to be honest, where do some bags have you? "

Checkmate!

Marsel's question took Wulan by surprise, as it posed a threat to him.

"Wulan said the bag was in the box! " strictly Wulan.

"lik! You've checked your bag box and there's not one part of the bag you said it's all kept in the box! Now honestly, where are all those bags, Wulan?! " ask Marsel firmly.

"I don't know where the bag is, bang! " elak Wulan.

"Wulans! You say brother is a liar because you are not sure of the same explanation from brother and brother, but you are now also lying to brother! He asked again, where is your bag, huh?! "

"I don't know, bang! "

Marsel still pokes Wulan with the same question, but Wulan has not yet admitted.

"Lan, where are all your bags?! " ask Marsel firmly.

"Wulan doesn't know! Wulan doesn't know where all Wulan's bags are! " cried Wulan, he then cried because he was tired of being asked such questions over and over again with Marsel.

"Easy! You're not clear now, Lan! Nududu brother is like that, but you are like that! "

Marsel walked furiously towards the other room, while Wulan kept crying on the sofa, as she tried to hide the truth.

Inside the study, Marsel slammed the door, walked up to his desk and sat down with a bang on his desk.

Marsel leaned his body on his work chair, he kneaded his forehead because of dizziness with Wulan's behavior all along.

As Marsel looked at the cutter in the pen box on his desk, he picked it up and began to look at the sharp cutter, occasionally holding the end of the cutter blankly.

Suddenly Marsel's HP rang, Marsel took his phone and saw who called him and raised it.

"Hello mah, what's wrong? "

At Thomas's family home, Salma is calling Marsel, telling him that Misella is going to be his home.

"Cell, Misella wants to be born, so mom wants to tell you this news, because Misella asked you to come to the hospital" Salma said from the phone.

"What's? Sela want a lahiran? Isn't she 7 months old, huh? " ask Marsel.

"Misella's gray hair broke early, the doctor said Misella would give birth to her child prematurely, so mama gave this news to you" said Salma.

Marsel rubbed his face rough, he then let out a heavy sigh.

"Yes, tomorrow Marsel to come there"

Sounding from the phone, Marsel's voice seems to have a problem, Salma began to ask the situation of Marsel.

"Son, you think there's a problem, what's up, son? " ask Salma.

Marsel was surprised, his mother knew that he had a problem, but he tried to normalize himself so as not to be suspected.

"So, Marsel has no problem at all, mah" said Marsel in a flat tone.

"Don't lie to mom, you're making a fuss with Wulan, huh? " ask Salma from the phone.

Marsel sighed, and then admitted it.

"Well, we both made a fuss" said Marsel.

"Why? Why are you guys making a noise? " ask Salma.

"Misunderstanding, Marsel had a misunderstanding with Wulan mah, that's it" said Marsel.

"Son, let's tell you, mama is ready to hear you"

Marsel took his breath, he managed his breath which was still hot from his emotions.

After feeling relieved, Marsel finally began to tell stories with Salma.

"Patient boy, you are a man, do not sulk often to always win. Maybe Wulan has other thoughts, right, so that he wants to make a fuss with you"

Marsel who was staring at the cutter can only see the sharpness of the cutter by listening to the advice of his mother.

"Marsel does not know anymore, mah" said Marsel resignedly.

"Son, you... "

"Udah ya mah, Marsel want to rest first, Marsel's head was about to explode it was because of a storm like this, assalamu'alaikum"

"Girishal"

The call ended, Marsel then put his phone on the table, he looked up at the sky of his office and pondered.

"Lan, if the disease you are thinking about is not in your body now, maybe your nature does not change as it is today... "

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