Chapter 1 Quarrel

"Bruuuuk..!"

The sound of a wooden chair when it collided with another chair on the terrace of a luxurious house, the chair that collided was caused by a kick from a woman who had just come out of the house towards the terrace.

The figure of a man who was walking in the yard towards a car parked there suddenly stopped his steps, he looked back then turned his body and walked hurriedly towards the terrace.

"What do you mean by kicking the chair, Angel?!" the man snapped with an annoyed face.

"Where are you going again, Anton?" the woman who was called Angel asked back with a cold but angry expression.

"Yes, go to work, where do you think you are going?" replied the man who turned out to be named Anton.

"You just came home yesterday morning, now you want to go again. What do you think of me, huh?!" Angel's face which had been cold and harboring anger finally exploded with anger.

"Hey, why are you so angry? Isn't it normal for me to come home a few days and then leave again? Why are you making a problem of it now?" Anton felt surprised as if he did not understand why his wife suddenly got angry at him.

"Just so you know, since the beginning you came and went as you pleased I have not liked it. You should think, is what you did appropriate?" Angel said still in a high-pitched voice.

"What did I do that was inappropriate? I went not to have fun but to work on managing my companies abroad, you know that?" Anton responded.

"Yes I know, but is that how a husband should act towards his wife?!" Angel's face looked even redder with emotion.

"Hey Angel..! Don't just talk..!" this time Anton was the one who was so angry that he spoke while pushing Angel's body with both hands, Angel almost fell if only there was no wall behind her blocking her body.

Angel was also surprised by Anton's rude actions, all this time she often fought with her husband but Anton had never done such violence.

"Anton..."

"Shut up...! Try to judge your own attitude, before judging mine! Every time I come home and am in this house, you are always cold and indifferent. Is that a good attitude of a wife? Huh?!" Anton interrupted with a higher tone of voice when Angel was about to speak.

"You should realize why I behave like that, you are too selfish Anton. Selfish..!" Angel replied with a high tone of voice too.

"Enough.. Enough..! I don't want to argue anymore..! I'd rather take care of my work than have to serve unimportant things like this..!" after saying that Anton rushed back to the car parked in the yard.

Angel, whose body was still leaning against the wall on the terrace of the house, seemed to shed tears. Her gaze towards Anton who was now in the car was so sharp, full of anger and hatred, Angel's body seemed to tremble because the anger in her had not been fully expressed.

"You bastard husband...!" she said, then Angel moved her body back into the house.

10 minutes later Angel appeared again coming out of the house towards her BMW which was also parked in the yard, if earlier she was wearing ordinary clothes but now the clothes she was wearing were office work clothes like the clothes of a CEO of a company.

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That afternoon was very bright, there were almost no clouds covering the blue sky, although the sunlight was not as hot as at noon but the heat was still felt. So is the weather and atmosphere of one of the cities in the Indonesian, namely Jakarta where the city is the center of business, international trade, entertainment, culture, media, fashion, science, sports, technology, and education.

A taxi suddenly stopped in front of the fence of a luxury house in the city, the figure of a young man in the taxi did not immediately get out, his gaze was directed in all directions from inside the taxi.

"Is this the address, Sir?" asked the young man to the taxi driver.

"Yes, that's right, this is the address you showed on your cellphone earlier." The taxi driver replied.

"Oh, okay. Thank you, Sir," said the young man then paid the fare and got out of the taxi.

"Yes, you're welcome." The taxi driver drove the taxi back, the young man still looked confused as he occasionally looked at the address his friend had given him in the WA message on his cellphone.

"Is this the address Ronal gave me wrong? There don't seem to be any apartments around here, they're all luxury houses." the young man muttered to himself.

The young man tried to contact his friend again but after calling him several times, he still didn't pick up, even when he tried again, Ronal's cellphone number was no longer active.

The young man was increasingly surprised by the strange behavior shown by his friend, usually every time he called or even sent a message, he would always pick up and reply.

In the midst of his surprise and confusion, Roy finally approached a security guard who was beside the fence of a luxury house right in front of where he got out of the taxi earlier.

"Excuse me sir, I would like to ask if this address is really in this housing complex?" the young man asked the security guard while showing the WA message on his cellphone that his friend Ronal had given him.

"Yes, that's right, and coincidentally the house at that address is the house I'm guarding now. Who are you and where are you from? Who do you want to meet here?" the security guard replied.

The young man did not answer immediately, suddenly doubts arose in his heart because the house the security guard was guarding was very large and luxurious, unlike an apartment.

"My name is Roy, I'm from Village. I came here to meet Ronal, does he live in this house, sir?" he asked.

Now it was the security guard's turn to look confused by the question asked by the young man whose name was Roy. "Ronal?! There's no one named Ronal in this house, maybe your friend gave the wrong address." The security guard replied.

Roy took a deep breath, what made him hesitate to ask earlier turned out to be true. "Maybe too sir, when I got out of the taxi earlier I was also doubtful if the address my friend gave me was in this area." Roy said.

The security guard looked again at the WA message that contained the address given by Ronal on Roy's cellphone. "The address written on your WA is correct, it's just that the person named Ronal has never lived in this house." the security guard said firmly.

Roy was heard taking a deep breath again, it had been answered that his doubts that arose regarding the address given by Ronal were not his apartment address at all.

"Okay sir, thank you for the explanation. Sorry for disturbing your time, I'll excuse myself to find the real address of my friend's apartment," said Roy, the security guard only responded with a friendly smile and nodded his head.

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Although Roy had said goodbye to the security guard of the luxurious and large house, he only walked a few steps to the side and leaned against the fence. He looked at the sky which at that time looked reddish, a sign that it was already dusk, Roy was increasingly confused about where to go to find the address of his friend's apartment.

As Roy was pensive with a confused expression while leaning against the fence of the luxurious house, suddenly from the right a BMW sedan slid and stopped in front of the gate. The security guard who recognized the sedan belonged to the lady of the house, immediately opened the gate by simply pressing a button inside the guard post.

However, the BMW sedan did not immediately enter the yard of the luxury house whose gate had been opened, but the driver got out of the car who turned out to be a beautiful woman. She walked towards the security post, where Roy was still standing leaning on the fence not far from the security post.

"What's wrong, Mr. Rudi? I saw from a distance that it seemed like the young man wanted to visit?" asked the beautiful woman to the security guard whose name turned out to be Rudi while pointing at Roy.

Reflexively, Mr. Rudi directed his gaze at Roy who was pointed at by his employer.

"Oh, this is it, Madam...."