Should We Divorce?

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It is not difficult for a Michelle Louis to get good photos. The lunge that has been around for quite a long time and supported by a beautiful face, making it not difficult to stand in front of the camera. Even if it may be excessive, just be silent Michelle's face can certainly be plastered into the cover of a famous magazine.

A beauty product she holds in her right hand. Dismissing the glint of the camera, he smiled gracefully. Some of the crew there did not even blink so fascinated.

"Yes great. Again, Michelle. His head is slightly to the left. Yes, so. Hold on a minute." That's what the glasses photographer says.

Serena, owner of Michelle's agency, sits side by side with the owner of the beauty product. They were provided with folding chairs to monitor Michelle's shooting process. So far Serena is quite satisfied and proud, and so is the socialite-style woman beside her. He likes his product to be in good hands.

"That's pretty. He is also very stylish. It feels like my product will sell because of that aura." The woman in her forties commented with a big smile.

Serena looked back, smiling back. "Yes, Mom. Very talented. From the beginning I was sure Michelle would be a good mascot for every product she held."

"It's not wrong that I always wear a model from your agency. The proof, all this time you never disappoint."

"Thank you, Mom. It's nice to work with you."

"I-i

The chatter of the two was forced to be diverted because of the yell from the photographer who seemed a little upset.

"That's focus, Michelle. I said a bit of a squeamish to the left, not to mean sideways. The product also shows the label, dong. Let's focus!"

Michelle just nodded her head. His head really hurt. He could not even support his body properly. It's shaking. Blurry views. His eyes even twitched because the camera lightning again grabbed him.

"Oh, Michelle! Focus up! Why are you even crashing?"

Michelle shook her head to drive away the pain. The product even fell. "Sorry."

"Let's repeat." Shouted the photographer.

Serena frowned as she caught a bad signal from Michelle. Serena could see Michelle's body staggering. There were some sweat hairs on his forehead. Serena stood up and walked over to Michelle.

"I'm sorry, Mom, it looks like Michelle needs a little time. Can we break first?"

"Okay, Mom, sorry. But time to get out, huh. I don't just have a job here, you know. If you want a break at what time?"

"I promise just a minute. I don't see Michelle doing well. Not if the results are not even good and hamper your work later?" 

"But-

"It has. Let Michelle rest for a while," the owner of the product spoke up. "Bu Serena is right. Michelle is not healthy. He needs a little rest."

No one can dispute the orders of the superior. The photographer breathed a long breath. Serena, assisted by Michelle's assistant, leads Michelle to the wardrobe room. Michelle sat in a chair facing the big glass. Serena rubbed Michelle's open shoulder, while the assistant looked frantically thrusting mineral water.

Michelle down. He closed his eyes. Head throbbing.

"Let's have a drink, Michelle, let's just calm down." Sodor Serena was attentive.

Michelle's head slowly lifted. The woman reached for Serena's sodor by forcing a slight smile and then gulped her saliva for a moment before gulping down the water in the plastic bottle.

"Thank you, Mom." Michelle said limp.

"Is it better?"

Michelle just nodded and smiled faintly.

"What's sick? Let's get the cure."

"I'm just a little dizzy, Mom. Its okay."

"But you seem to lemes. I'm worried."

Michelle shook her head kindly again. "I do have headaches that often recur. Thanks for your attention, Mom."

"What do you want? Wanna eat? Maybe it could ease the pain a little."

"I'm gapapa, Mom. Seriously, really. It's better than that."

"You don't seem like a gapapa, Michelle. You're obviously doing nothing. Or gini deh, usually what can make your headache cepet cilang? Gnashed or something else, maybe?"

"One of them is activity, ma'am. So I think it's quite rest. I don't feel good about working long. Especially awaited by the boss directly." Gurau Michelle tried to cross out the anxiety on Serena's face.

"No ah. Don't first. You're still not recovered. They must understand, really. I'm sorry I said the same to Miss Rieta. I'm afraid you're doing something else."

"Oh," Michelle's smile opened wide. "It turns out Mother was very good, the person, if in the office was very authoritative. That's why I was a little shy at that time."

Serena smiled amusedly aware of her attitude that Michelle revealed. "Yes. I am the one panicking. I also don't like seeing people in pain. Even if that person I don't know, if I can and have a chance, I will help."

"Well, angel's hearted, ma'am. I guess only his face resembles an angel, it turns out his attitude as well."

"Have you ever seen an angel?"

"Not yet."

Both are laughing. The women seem to forget their pain. Serena forgot about Ares, and Michelle forgot about her headache.

"Mother's husband must be very lucky to be a wife as good as Mother." Cetus Michelle with the rest of her laughter.

Laughter Serena volume slowly shrinks. The arch of his lips that had been attracted rose perfectly, slowly descending leaving a straight line. What is now engraved is only a bitter and bitter smile. Michelle may not realize that until the crew finally enters the wardrobe room.

"Mr Michelle, can you continue now?"

"Yes, could. I'm there now."

After the black hat crew left, Serena stared doubtfully at Michelle. "Are you sure it's a gap?"

"I'm totally fine, ma'am," Michelle curled Serena's hand. "Exactly after talking about the angel." His eyes winked sideways with a prick.

Serena chuckled softly. She nodded after Michelle asked permission to continue the photo shoot. He said "later to follow" as a diversion, because suddenly his heart space asked him to stay in the glass-filled room alone.

All that was left now was her and the heartache evaporated again. His eyes dimmed, and he seemed powerless to smile. Given Michelle's actual irony, Serena stroked the white diamond ring that had been encircling her fingers for the past five years. A beautiful ring that bears witness to God's destiny leads him to bond with Antares Risjad. Once again a bitter smile that was sparked, as if not allowing him to betray his heart full of bitterness.

"If she feels lucky to have me, she won't share her heart."

• • • • •

In front of the studio where the shooting was located, Michelle was sitting bored on the bench provided. His right hand rested on his chin, and the tail of his eyes glanced at the clock several times.

"It was a long time Ares. Don't know what the boss is waiting for him." Grouse Michelle

He breathed a tired breath with pouting lips. His hand reached into his tote bag and took out Ares's camera. "Mending moto first, deh. Than a cork."

One-story building with a black and white pattern that he explored with the naked eye. Then his interest stopped on the crowded highway creeping in front of this studio. The camera leads there, and one photo comes out slowly. Michelle smiled widely as she was very satisfied with the result. Then he took another photo and then he let people out.

"It turns out you like the motto too." That familiar voice made Michelle turn her head.

"Mother." Her request was unexpected.

"May I sit down?" Ask Serena kindly.

"Oh please, Mom, please."

"Thank you." Her smile while pulling the chair in front of Michelle.

"Why haven't you come home yet?"

"You alone?"

"I'm waiting to be picked up, Mom."

"Cieee. Girlfriend, huh?"

Michelle chuckled softly while shaking her head. "Temen, Mom."

"Same, dong. I'm also waiting for you."

"Cieee. Want to hangout, Mom?"

Serena's laughter sparked, Michelle too. "There's a lunch appointment together and he asked to wait here."

Michelle just nodded her head.

"Your camera is so cute." Serena's gaze fell on the polaroid camera in Michelle's hand.

"The same one who gave me the card, ma'am."

"Oh that's a gift? Meaning you're abis' birthday, dong? When?"

"Old time, ma'am, three weeks ago."

"Well, your boyfriend knows you well." Tempting Serena with her eyes rolling.

"Oh, Mother," Michelle chuckles in shame. "Come down, Mom."

"I can't believe a girl as pretty as you don't have a boyfriend."

Michelle just chuckled crisply while shaking her shoulders.

"Do you like the motto or just the fad?"

"I'm really happy with the motto, Mom, from childhood. But don't know if he's even the one who's being photographed."

Serena chuckles again. "Yes really. How could that be, huh?"

"Mom likes motto too?"

Serena's lips ripped apart while shaking her head. "I can't. My son's moto just failed to continue."

"Do you have a child?"

"Why? Keliatan Kayak is still in his twenties, is he his age?" Gork Serena.

"Seventeen instead." Michelle's timpal made Serena laugh.

"My son is very difficult if he wants to be photographed. Percis is like his father who likes to not care in front of the camera. Maybe because they're both guys."

"Oh boy's mother's son? Must be as cute as his mother."

Serena smiled broadly. "Name Altan. She's only four."

"Why?" Serena asked who was confused.

Michelle just shook her head and smiled stiffly. "Sir, Mom, gapapa. I feel like I've heard that name, uh it turns out that it's my niece's name."

"You're a freak. The name of the nephew himself forgot."

Michelle only scowled as her eyes saw Ares' car begin to enter the studio courtyard. "That's tem--

"Sorry." Serena's phone rang. The woman immediately picked up her phone call, but did not seem to get a clear voice. "Hallo, Han? Huh huh? Whahuh? It's not clear what you're talking about? How-how?"

Serena dropped her phone and looked at Michelle to pick up the phone. "Awhile, Michelle. The signal's not good."

"Please, Mom."

Serena walked some distance from Michelle to get the signal. Simultaneously, a handsome man in black glasses descended from a range rover.

"I'm sorry, Sweetheart, must have been waiting a long time." Ares peeked at Michelle's cheek.

"Where are you from, anyway?" Spoiled whine.

"So stuck. Sorry once again. Yuk street. We're looking for food, "Ares has pulled Michelle by the waist, but Michelle's holding her back. "Why?"

"Wait a minute, I'm not saying goodbye to my boss."

"Boss?" Forehead Ares shriveling.

"That." Show it to Serena who's still calling.

Ares' body twists following Michelle's index finger. There he saw a woman wearing a red office call with her back to him standing now.

"Udahlah. Gapapa Kali we go not saying goodbye. Your boss is busy calling. Wouldn't it be nice if you disturbed me?"

"Yes, anyway. But-the-but

"He must have understood, really. Yuk already? I'm a really laper, here. Intentionally peeking lunch with you."

With a heavy heart Michelle nodded. "Yes, deh. Yuk." yuk."

• • • • •

Carnations keep their spoons and forks on a plate filled with their ordered vegetable salad. The woman grabbed the tissue, and wiped the part of her lips briefly.

"Have you finished eating?"

Anye nodded. "The one."

"Eat a little too. Which one is it doang. Sure you don't want a dessert too?"

"Nope. I'm full, Antares," Anye patted her queen's belly. "Where is the food?"

"The hump can."

"Nyebelins. Am I a camel?" Anye Protest.

Ares chuckles while continuing his chicken kats chewing event. "I also nodded again. Want to go straight home?"

"Yes continued eating it. I'm going to the toilet first."

"Do you want anther?"

"Not, thank you. There are google maps." Jutek.

Ares chuckled again and Anye got up from her seat. Just taking one step forward, Ares had already blocked him.

"Don't take it long."

Kening Anye wrinkled. "Why?"

"Entar I miss."

Anye rolled her eyeballs as Ares rolled her eyes. The woman immediately touched Ares' forehead and ruffled her messy hair. "What should that be, Mom? A pantun?"

Ares' laughter gushed loudly, and Anye only snorted amusedly.

Leaving Ares with the rest of her laughter, Anye sauntered towards the female toilet. The tall black door he pushed inward, then he stood in front of the mirror. Exhaling a sigh of relief, yet his eyes still emitted a restless aura.

There was actually one thing that made him uncomfortable. This is about the pain earlier. Should he tell Ares that? Or just shut up? He actually could not lie to Ares at least, but he could guess what response he would receive after Ares knew this.

It's disconcerting.

"Michelle."

Anye's daydreams are spoiled when her stage name is called. Without bothering to look, it was clearly visible the reflection of the person who called him earlier in the mirror. Serena had just come out of the toilet behind her, and she was immediately presented with Michelle's unexpected whereabouts.

Anye turned her body with a look no less surprised. Both of them were silent for a while, before finally compact chuckles amusedly.

"Yes my. What a soul mate we are." Welcome Serena friendly.

Michelle chuckled small. "That's right, Mom. I didn't think Mom was here either."

"Yes. My wife changed places, her stomach was rumbling. So it's a better one."

Anye nodded in understanding.

"Eh we continue while walking, huh? It's not good talking on the toilet."

"He just realized."

Without awkward the boss and the model were chatting lightly leaving the toilet. The two of them threw jokes a few times, then chuckled.

"Well, it's a pity that we have to separate. I have to go back to my friends."

"Oh that's it."

"Yes. I think they're done, too." Appoint Serena to Cecil and Hana who are busy cleaning their luggage.

"Yes, Mom, please. I'm sorry, ma'am, it was fitting in the studio no matter what the hurry."

Serena smiled kindly. "Its okay, I was busy on the phone too. Oh yeah, who are you here with?"

"Just like temen."

"Related temen?" Serena nudges Anye jahil. "The cheeks are red."

"Ah, Mother embarrassed me."

Serena's little laugh was sparked. "Joking, Chelle. Where are you going?"

"That's it, ma'am, black shirt."

Serena's eyes fell on the man in the black shirt as Anye directed. Some time Serena had aimed at the sturdy back of the man who turned her back - because she felt familiar - but she was not so focused because the state of the restaurant was quite crowded.

"Mu Serena." Call Anye.

"Eh? Ja. Why, Chelle?" Bumbling Serena.

"That's like my mom called." Show Anye to Hana who looks waving her hands.

Serena turned and nodded at Hana. He turned to Michelle again. "I go first, Chelle. Nice to meet you."

"I'm too, Mom."

"Bye. I go first." Serena waved her hand as she walked away.

Anye smiled faintly and continued her steps towards her desk. Ares is done and their table is clean.

"Are you done?" Ask Anye.

Ares looked up with an inexplicable look. There was anger, resentment, and a cold aura that was felt. Anye got confused when Ares didn't look like that.

"Res?"

Ares got up from his seat. Handed Anye's carry-on bag and cell phone to the girl's right hand. "I want you to make clear what the message means. But not here." Without any cue Anye's left hand led him out of the restaurant.

Fear overwhelms Anye. He closed his eyes for a moment as Ares' footsteps grew faster. Silently Anye cursed in her heart. Why would he be so stupid as to leave his phone on the table?

In contrast to Anye, Serena was enjoying time with her friend. Finished paying the meal bill, they walked over while chatting lightly. They want to spend more time in the salon.

"But not for long. I've done a lot of work." Serena Sahut.

"Ah mulu loe. I'm just relaxing." Hana Timpal.

"Yeeee. I'm different, Han, it's more responsibility."

"Yes yes. You know what the boss is different about." Ledek Hana jahil's.

Cecil smiled amusedly. "Yes, Re, just relax. Bentar, really. Nurutin cravings me aja bentar. Very nice in Jakarta. Loe too-

Serena and Hana compactly stopped when Cecil suddenly silent did not continue his steps. Both of them looked panicked, especially Hana.

"Cil, why? Loe mules? Want lahiran?" cerca Hana's panicking." Ih don't dream. Seriously this woy." Hana flicked her fingers in front of Cecil who did not blink.

"Cil, are you okay?" Ask Serena.

"That." Cecil's index finger pointed towards the front of the restaurant where many cars were parked.

Serena and Hana contact followed the direction of that index finger. From inside this glass-coated restaurant, can be seen the view of the non-wearing are presented, especially for Serena.

Serena's eyes suddenly warmed up. The woman could not dispel the sticky rice that spread in her heart. Seeing Ares just shut the car door for a woman who knows who, certainly not the thing that Serena wants to see at this time.

"There." Call Hana lirih.

Serena smiled bitterly holding back the cry. "What a sensation am I? Wiggling affair husband himself live gini."

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