The Third Match.

The endless trouble.

"How's Madame Laura doing, sir?" ask aunty when Marsel gets to her room. Turns out Marsel did not go back to the apartment but to the mommy's house.

"There has been no development, Bi" replied Marsel weakly. Then dropped his ass on the couch.

"O Lord, be patient, sir" Auntie was sad. "Master breakfast first" the aunt said, locking the front door from the inside.

"Bi, the instant ginger that Mommy brought from Indonesia is still there?" Marsel imagines drinking warm ginger might make his body feel fresh.

"Oh, there's Mister, waiting for ya" aunt brewed instant ginger. Shortly thereafter he returned, carrying the cup in a tray.

"Please drink, sir" said the aunt. After putting ginger, in front of Marsel who was closing his eyes, the aunt went to continue her work.

"Thank you. Wait Bi" stop Marsel. Aunt turned her body slowly.

"Sit Bi" Marsel pointed at the Sofa in front of him. However, the aunt did not sit on the sofa, but rather rested on the floor. His plump hands because fat still clutches the tray.

"Why did Mom get sick this bad Bi, all this time Mom never complained of pain?" Marsel felt something was off.

Deg deg. Aunt's heart is pounding. This question that aunt was afraid of, and her fear had now come true. Actually aunt wants to be honest. But what about the threat of that woman? Aunt bit her lower lip.

"Bi" Marsel repeated.

"Sa-I don't-don't know, sir" Auntie was trembling.

"Don't know Bi? Isn't Mom's everyday alone with Auntie," Marcelo stared at her aunt's face.

"True sir, but the name of the disease, sometimes comes suddenly," I don't know where the power of the aunt answered smoothly.

"True Auntie" Marsel no longer wanted to go after auntie. "Yes Bi, I want to rest in the room first" Marsel moved.

"Please Mr.." the aunt breathed a sigh of relief staring at Marsel from behind. "Sorry Master" muttered aunt.

Marsel went into a room he had not slept in for nearly a year. He rolled his eyes, the entire side of the room was well maintained.

Marsel opened the wardrobe to pick up a change of clothes. Before going to bed, a shower will refresh your body. Think Marsel.

Sure enough after taking a bath and finishing the instant ginger that he brought to the room. Marsel then slept well in the morning.

*******

Three days later Diah was better, he went to the salon because this morning, he was going to a press conference accompanied by Efendi papi and Aditya the older brother.

"Oh, so this? The woman whose news made a stir, like her face was ordinary" cynical woman who was creambath by a salon employee. It felt spicy indeed heard in Diah's ears. However, for Diah already not dizzy. Just let people talk about his ugliness is common. If the adklas, then it reduces the sin. That's what Diah thinks now, until the makeup is done.

"Well, you are so beautiful..." Rose looks panling when picking up Diah at the salon with her husband.

"Sir Rose, it could be" replied Diah, timidly. Diah immediately got into the car sitting in the middle seat. While Rose, accompanied her husband who was driving. The car glided until it reached one of the luxury hotels ordered by Papi Efendi.

Arriving at the hotel ballroom looks papi Efendi, Mami Desty, already there. Diah then sat beside Efendi's papi, after Adit and Roses. Journalists also arrived.

"Assynogaic"

Diah had no trepidation in the slightest even though hundreds of pairs of eyes were on him. By holding the microphone, Diah is not groggy like the first time when interviewed with Marsel first.

"With the news that is confusing, and cornered me. I'll straighten it out. Honestly, I feel uncomfortable being stamped as a, woman grabbing a man's husband."

"It is true, the assumption of society, that Marcello was the husband of Arabella. But that was, like, 6 months ago, they were religiously divorced, and legally, a lawsuit filed by Marcello, her attorney was the one who would set the record straight."

Diah handed over the microphone to Marsel's lawyers.

"Mr Diah, then why is Marcello's own brother not here?" lick reporters.

"Oh yes, I will also explain where my husband is currently, he is in Country B, because my mother-in-law is sick." Diah ended her speaking.

*****

"Duh.. pity also yes Al, same Diah" in the company Siska and Aldo was watching the show.

"Loe really hated Diah? Kok tumben, loe pity" Aldo knitted his eyebrows together.

"Initially yes, but after being close and often chatting, it turns out the person is good too anyway, more appreciative of each other, if compared to Bella" the beautiful Skretaris argued.

"Loe's food! Don't like to judge people by the cover. Don't know then don't love" Aldo sneered.

"Sir Ah, let us continue our work." Siska. Then continue his work.

"Oh yes, I want to tell Mr. Marsel, maybe the boss does not know this news" Aldo then contacted Marsel to report the performance of the employees, as well as tell about the problems experienced by his wife.

*****

Deeerrtt.

"Assynoltom..."

"Mas... how are you, you're there healthy right, continue, how is Mommy's state, already conscious yet?" cecar Diah after sliding the screen turns Marsel vidio call.

"Honey..." Marsel did not answer his wife's question, instead looking at her. His wife is facing problems. Marsel felt guilty at a time when there was no self beside his wife.

"It's Diem anyway..." Diah propping up her chin was currently sitting on the bed.

"You've got this kind of problem, why don't you tell me?" Marsel asked back.

"What problem?" Diah pretended not to know.

"Bella's making trouble again, isn't she?" Marsel looks angry. "Sorry, I didn't have time to look at the internet because I thought too much about Mommy, so I didn't know that you were having a hard time" who was angry at first, Marsel's gaze now turned sad.

"The problem is over, Mas, there is a papi who helps me solve this problem." said Diah. "Now how's mommy doing?" Diah repeated the question.

"Still unconscious" said Marsel. The two talked at length about mommy Laura.

"Why, how messy is that?" Diah felt pity staring at her husband her cheeks were thin, eyes sunken, and looked tired.

"You are also skinny, Yank" Marsel was no less pay attention to his new wife in a short stay was thin. The two talked about each other's problems, and the latter. Diah talks about Lita being taken away by Bella after Marsel.

"What's? So Bella brought Lita here?" marsel's jaw hardened his anger already to the top.

"Yes Mas, I thought, Bella has met you, ters... how dong? Don't-don't... Lita don't feel right?" Diah squeezes her hair riled up.

"Oh yes, I close first, you are calm, I will look for their whereabouts" Marsel ended the call.

"Astagfirlullah...What the hell is this? Why trouble seems endless" murmured Diah. Diah rushed to Marni. Only Marni can connect if she talks about Calista.

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