
‘Wah, his wife Melvin is not really!’
‘Her husband Famous actor tajir twisting aja cheating!’
‘Mending divorce, Melvin. There are still many other girls out there.’
‘Calon Duren Palm! (Duda Keren Nest Duwit)’
‘His wife is really cheap.’
So many comments by tagging Marsha's name there. Even Marsha's mistress is trending on Twitter with thousands of tweets there.
My God, the public judgment with its various negative comments is very stifling to Marsha. Not infrequently many people or public figures become depressed because of the many negative comments they receive from the public.
“Marsha, may I ask for your phone for just one day?” pinta Abraham this time to Marsha.
It was as if Abraham was so concerned with Marsha's mental health. Abraham knew very well that Marsha was a fragile woman, a woman who easily dissolved in her grief. Especially with the problems that Marsha had just faced, it was certain that Marsha would be mentally depressed.
“It's okay, Bram .. they only know from one side. They don't know the real thing,” Marsha replied.
Actually, Marsha missed a quiet morning. Especially after such a hard day that he had experienced yesterday. However, the calm did not come. Because, now how many hundreds of notifications have entered the phone.
“Alright ... Then take a shower first, and refresh yourself. I bought you breakfast,” said Abraham.
“Bram, may I ask for help?” pinta Marsha at the end.
“Hmm, what? If I can help, I will help you,” Abraham replied.
“There's a big suitcase in the trunk of my car. Can I have you please take it?” pinta Marsha this time.
Fortunately there was a large suitcase that Marsha always prepared in the trunk of her car, so if suddenly she had to go to do a photo shoot, Marsha was ready. At this crucial moment, it was fortunate that there was a change of clothes that Marsha had stored in the suitcase she had placed in the trunk.
“Alright, I'll get it,” reply Abraham.
Before Abraham left, apparently Marsha again called the man's name.
“Bram,” call Marsha.
Feeling called his name, Abraham immediately turned his head and saw Marsha.
“Ya, what's up?” ask again.
“Still a lot,” said Marsha in the end.
The man smiled and nodded his head, after which Abraham immediately got out of his apartment unit and took the luggage that was in Marsha's car. Abraham used a mask to cover his face first. Just just to be on guard actually. Given so trending the problems of Melvin and Marsha made Abraham better to be on guard.
***
Meanwhile at Melvin's residence …
“Ma, Mama sure of all that?” melvin asked his mother that morning.
“You take it easy, Vin .. We can take advantage of your household problems to boost your popularity,” replied Mama Saraswati with confidence.
“How about Marsha, Ma?” ask Melvin again.
Melvin is guilty of this. It was just that when the public cornered Marsha, there was a speck of unwillingness in her heart. There is still a form of concern from Melvin to Marsha.
“You still think about it? Unfaithful woman that you do not need to think about anymore, Vin .. no luck,” said Mama Saraswati with ketus.
“Melvin just pity Ma .. however Marsha is also Melvin's wife, and last night she left with a wounded state. Melvin is also guilty.”
Melvin can admit his mistake in front of his mother. It's just why the man couldn't think clearly when he was with Marsha. Last night's emotions were so overflowing that he raised his hand and injured Marsha.
“Please .. Marsha won't make a sound, Vin. You will have the upper hand. Your popularity will increase, you will get the public heart,” Mama Saraswati replied.
Melvin chose silence this time. In some ways it may be that what Mama Saraswati just said is true that her popularity can rise even more. Merely, Melvin remained pity because it was as if scapegoating Marsha in this matter. His conscience says that Melvin is guilty of this.
“Now look, Vin ... The public has judged Marsha. Their fingers moved by themselves. For now, hide first let the public continue to speculate. After that, go out and make an exclusive confession. Believe me, even the soap opera and mini series that you star in will explode,”, said Mama Saraswati now.
As if the ideas and strategies given by Mama Saraswati look so brilliant and on target. No doubt, because indeed Mama Saraswati and Papa Wisesa are the owners of one of the famous production houses in the country. Working on hundreds of Television Films (FTV) is a field cultivated by the production house owned by Mama Saraswati and Papa Wisesa.
“Alright Ma ... just don't be too cornered Marsha, pity,” Melvin said now.
Frankly, Melvin says that Marsha's pity. Hopefully, this weird problem is not too cornering Marsha. Although netizens have moved their fingers and speculated wildly, but this is not the right time for Melvin to come out and explain everything. He will wait at the right time, let the public speculate, then Melvin will come out.
***
Meanwhile in Abraham's apartment …
Marsha has bathed and cleansed herself. Of course in his heart, a little bit of Marsha was affected by the media coverage that is so salacious today.
“You all right?” ask Abraham this time.
“Iya, it's okay,” sahut Marsha.
“Yakin?” ask Abraham again.
“Yes, it's okay. It's just that I regret why he played victim and made it seem as if I'm the most guilty party here,” Marsha replied.
Abraham looked at the face of Marsha who looked so sweet. “Marsha, if this news cornered you .. please, give me your phone. Stay away from your phone for a moment. Also, I don't allow you to watch television. Calm yourself first, Marsha. Don't be swayed by netizens judging you and wildly speculating. Whatever the real problem is only you and Melvin know,” said Abraham.
“Iya Bram .. sorry, it should drag you in this matter,” Marsha replied.
“No problem, Sha .. Now my top priority is you. Take your time and be happy Marsha. Please, don't be influenced by all this news. Focus on yourself first,” pinta Abraham.
Indeed, this problem is so strange, especially with the media that blow-up massively, of course, it further complicates this problem. It's just that Abraham hoped that Marsha would not be affected.