The Alter Ego's Struggle to Fix Life

Divorce Me!

“Mas! You're not persuading me at all?” Vina entered Bagas' room by breaking down the door.

Bagas who was working on the project data clearly felt annoyed at being bullied. Bagas exhaled softly to relieve the emotions that would peak in his head.

“I'll again fix some project data, Vin.”

“But you should still persuade me dong Mas!”

Vina did not know where to look for Bagas' attention. They often lived together, but Bagas never allowed himself to touch Vina like a wife. Even when Vina teases him with open clothes though. And now I don't think it's the right time for that.

“You should also understand me dong. I'm also here because I have a job.” Bagas still finished his work without taking his eyes off the laptop.

“Mas!” Vina just closed Bagas' laptop.

Bagas who was treated like that immediately looked up and looked at Vina with a sharp gaze.

“Ehm, I also want to go for a walk. We just go for a walk!” Vin was actually scared with a sharp gaze from Bagas, but he still tried to speak to divert Bagas' emotions.

Bagas exhaled a tired breath and turned his gaze towards the wall.

‘Now I question myself why I want to have a relationship with him.’

Bagas got up from his chair and took the wallet on the nightstand next to the desk.

“We go right Mas?” Vina expressed her delight with eyes that seemed radiant.

“Hem,” reply Short Bagas.

Not far from where to stay Bagas and Vina they found a place that looked cool. Like a newly built city park. Because there were so many visitors, Bagas pulled his car over to the park.

Actually it could have been to the Eiffel Tower or to other popular recreational places. But Bagas was lazy to leave, just so that Vina did not disturb him in his work so he did what Vina wanted.

“Wah! Good too Mas.” Vina half yelled to Bagas. Maybe because of his joy?

They rarely go abroad together. The most beautiful only in Bali. That happened a year ago, too.

They spent time there looking at some street dancers and singers. There is also some food sold on the roadside. Then, they just watched the passersby in the park until the afternoon.

‘If it ends up like this, I shouldn't have allowed Vina to come along.’

‘I so have to overtime later tonight.’

Bagas looked around him listlessly. He finally opened his car to get rid of boredom. However, what he saw in the message made him instantly rise in blood. He got up and left Vina.

“Mas, where are you going?!” Vina slightly jerked while running around a little following Bagas.

Bagas just kept quiet and got into his car which was followed by Vina.

“Mas why the hell?” Vina kept asking on that trip but was not at all familiar with Bagas.

Until they arrive at the apartment, Bagas suddenly calls Sagala - his personal secretary - to buy him a ticket back to Jakarta.

“Mas, you want to go home?”

“Chemation of your goods. We're home now!” bagas's word is uncontested.

“But we just until this morning the present time has gone home?”

“If you don't want to go home. Stay here!”

“What? You mean you're gonna leave me Mas?”

Bagas looked at Vina for a moment, then put his clothes back in his small suitcase. Not organized at all indeed, but at least he had entered his important items and documents.

“There are things I should take care of in Indonesia. Really sudden.” Bagas spoke by gritting his jaw hard. It seems so if he is holding back anger.

Vina who saw that directly lowered her head did not dare the figure of Bagas.

“I stay here only Mas,” great-grandson Vina.

“Alright, I go.”

Bagas left and left Vina there. Vina stared at Bagas from behind with sadness.

‘Either why I'm afraid Mas, you're starting to feel far.’

...***...

After traveling a long distance and sickening time finally Bagas arrived home in the afternoon. Just as Rena came home from college. But the unexpected happened again. Rena came home with a foreign man, even now Bagas sees Rena being hugged with the man.

Bagas put his feet wide towards them. Rena who realized the figure of Bagas immediately pushed the chest of the man away.

Bagas instantly drew Rena's hand to be behind him.

“Why did you come home anyway Mas?”

“Who is this?”

“Oh, dia-“

“I Rayan, friend Rena.” Rayan gave her hand to shake Bagas' hand.

Bagas just stared at Rayan's hand without the slightest interest to shake it.

“Include me Bagas, husband Rena.”

Rena looked up to see Bagas.

‘He is why the hell?’

“Suami?” Rayan looked towards Rena who was behind Bagas.

Bagas who knew that, shifted Rena's body to the left so that Rayan did not reach Rena.

“Ah, yes. He's my husband" Rena said from behind Bagas' body.

Rayan tilted her head.

‘Rena is married? With this guy?’

“Why are you here?”

“Ah, I delivered Rena earlier because she was seen waiting for public transport.”

“Then go! Did you drop him off?” throw Bagas out.

“Then I say yes, Ren.”

“Ya, be careful.”

Rayan got on his big motorbike and left.

Bagas pulled Rena roughly to enter her house.

‘Why is her husband like that?’

Rayan briefly stopped before entering the highway and seeing Rena being dragged forcibly with Bagas.

“Should ya you so?!” bagas said after throwing Rena's body on the large sofa of her living room.

“What the hell am I doing? I was just escorted with my friend, because my husband was going on a vacation abroad with his affair,” said Rena with a little dramatic.

“You! I go to work if you forget!” toilet Bagas.

“Oh yes? Well, no one will know anyway.” Rena raises her shoulders.

Bagas throws some photos in the rough direction of Rena. So that the photos scattered around Rena. Rena took one of the photos and saw him chatting with Rayan yesterday at the cafe.

“What do you really want?!” press Bagas.

“Company.” Rena looked up at Bagas.

“Certify me!” reset Rena.

“You're crazy! You're pregnant Rena! You shouldn't say this!”

“Then what should I do? My husband who haunts me even with other women. I have to how huh?” This time for the first time Rena cried in front of Bagas.

Rena frustrated. His once so simple life suddenly turned one hundred and eighty degrees into a complex intrigue. Not to mention the household problems that had not even been felt with Rena in her previous life.

Bagas who saw Rena crying for the first time felt a strange thing in his heart. Bagas left just like that leaving Rena crying alone in the living room.

For a few moments Rena cried her dress reads. He saw the contact who called was Granny Bagas. Neutralizing his breath, removing snot and tears, and trying several times his voice so as not to be seen after crying he just picked up the phone.

“Halo Nek, Grandma how are you?”

“Halo Ren, Grandma is good. You yourself how?”

“Good Nek. Grandma why phone?”

“No, no papa. Grandma is just like you. So, Grandma is going to your house tomorrow.”

“Ehm, but Nek Mas Bagas ..”

“Udah, let Grandma later take care of the naughty grandson.”

Rena nodded. “Iya, New.”