Chapter 2 Worry

Jihan had sent dozens of messages and miscalls, but her husband never responded to her calls or messages. There was worry in Jihan's heart, as it was unusual for Danu - her husband - to never give her news. If he was out of town, Danu would usually contact Jihan once an hour, but now? There had been no news for one day.

"My dear, where are you? Why don't you respond to my calls," worried Jihan as she continued trying to contact Danu.

Jihan did this continuously, and what started as replies turned into dozens of messages and miscalls. Tired, Jihan decided to contact Danu again later. Jihan works as a manager in a well-known company in Jakarta.

Despite her husband's wealth, Jihan wants to have a career utilizing the knowledge gained during college.

Jihan's mind was not concentrating; she was thinking too much about Danu, who never responded to her messages or calls. Bad thoughts came to mind; she wondered if Danu was having fun with other women or spending his money to pay a call girl.

Classic and baseless thinking. Jihan was thinking about something that was not necessarily true.

"Ah, I'll go crazy if this keeps up," Jihan complained in frustration. During the break, Jihan checked her cell phone again, hoping that someone would respond to her messages or calls. The result was the same; nothing. In the midst of her anxiety, Dewi suddenly arrived. Dewi is Jihan's subordinate who is closest to her.

For Dewi, Jihan is a perfect woman and a role model. She loves everything about Jihan.

"Mrs Jihan, let's go to the cafeteria!" Dewi invited Jihan, who was frustrated thinking about her husband.

Jihan smiled. There was no harm in following Dewi's invitation, she thought. Who knows, she might be able to forget all the thoughts about her husband.

"Alright, I'm hungry too. Your stomach keeps making noises."

"Come on, Mrs!"

Jihan got up, took her cell phone and a small wallet. All the way to the cafeteria, Dewi kept talking. She talked about her problems with her boyfriend and discussed her coworkers that she knew about.

"Mrs, do you know Amel?" asked Dewi when they had just arrived at the cafeteria and sat down in one of the empty seats.

"Amel Devisa Marketing?" guessed Jihan doubtfully.

Dewi snapped her fingers. "Exactly."

"There was a big news story about her," Dewi continued enthusiastically.

Jihan actually didn't want to respond to Dewi's words.But since Dewi was her most loyal subordinate and the one who adored her the most, she couldn't help but wanted to hear Dewi's story.Even though she doesn't want to.

"Wi, are we here to eat or to gossip?"

"Ih, Mrs Jihan this is not gossip, this is a REAL fact," said Dewi, emphasizing the word real.

"Wi, gossip is talking about people who are authentically true. If you talk about Talking about people without the truth is slander!"

"But Mrs, this news is really amazing."

"Hold on, let's order some food first. You'll need a lot of energy to tell Amel's story. You can order the usual, right?"

Jihan nodded. She was too lazy to talk much because her mind was back on her husband, Danu.

A few minutes later, Dewi arrived with a tray containing a portion of chicken noodles, a portion of vegetable salad and two orange juices. Dewi served her order as well as the one Jihan had ordered.

"Here, you eat first!" She handed Jihan a portion of the vegetable salad and she ate it immediately.

They ate in silence, because Jihan's life was very perfectionist and eating was regulated by not talking. And that's how good and right eating manners are.

Dewi hurriedly finished her chicken noodles.Her mouth was itching to tell the story of Amel the Marketing Division.Jihan, on the other hand, ate so casually and looked so elegant.

"Mrs, Dewi will tell you the story right away.Dewi is sure you'll be surprised to hear that."

"Wi, I thought you would have forgotten.It turns out you still remember it.You're like that, it's your turn to gossip about people with enthusiasm, even from beginning to end you remember and understand the story.Is it your turn to working?I can't answer, you must know the answer by yourself."

Dewi grinned."Sorry."

"Well, hurry up if you don't want to tell me.I still have a lot of work to do, Wi, " Jihan said after she finished another mouthful of vegetable salad.

"Listen carefully, Mrs .You know?"

"I don't know."

"Ish, this Mrs."

"Why, am I wrong? But I don't know anything."

"Yes, Dewi understands, Mrs. She means that she is...."

"What?"

"Just listen to my story, okay, Mrs!"

Dewi made a circle on her hand as an okay sign.

"Amel used to have a slim body, glowing face, exactly like your face. Now look, Amel's gotten a little fuller, and her face isn't as glowing after giving birth. I heard there's a problem in her household. You know what caused it?"

Jihan shook her head.

"Her husband cheated on her, the reason was because Amel was no longer attractive. That's crazy, no, ma'am. How could her husband cheat on her because of her looks? That's insolent man."

Jihan was silent as she digested word by word what Dewi had said. Hearing the word cheating made Jihan feel horrible. There was fear in Jihan's heart. What if her husband was like that? Leaving her when she was no longer attractive.

'It can't happen. I will do anything for Danu,' Jihan thought.

"Then, yes. Now Amel is in a deep depression. It's terrible."

"What?! Depression?"

"Yes, Amel is depressed. In fact, yes, Mrs, I think a relationship should be complementary, not about looking perfect in people's eyes. It doesn't make sense, how can you turn your husband away just because of your appearance? Yes, no, Mrs?"

Jihan was silent, Danu had never demanded anything in terms of appearance. However, she herself took the initiative to improve her body with treatments. Jihan's goal was to look beautiful in front of her husband so that he would continue to adore her. Not just a matter of appearance, for Danu's sake she is also willing to change herself to be feminine. Jihan used to be a tomboy.

A tap on Jihan's shoulder snapped her out of her reverie.

"Uh, Mrs, why are you staring?"

"No, I'm not," said Jihan, pretending to cover up the fact that she was scared, afraid that she would have the same fate as Amel.

"Now they're in the process of getting divorced. That's bad!

Deg...

'Divorce?'

Jihan shook her head trying to push away negative thoughts.

"Wi, already, let's talk about the person. Let's go to the room again, it looks like break time will be over soon."

Dewi glanced at her watch.

"You're right, Mrs. Alright, let's stop with the Amel story for now. If Dewi has any updated news, she'll tell me."

Jihan and Dewi returned to their room. With various fears on Jihan's mind after hearing the story about Amel