You're Changing, Mas
Bad Treatment
Two months have passed, now my relationship and Gibran's has really been on the verge of collapse. Several times I tried to talk to him about the problems we now face, but my husband remained silent, cold and angry with me. I have always been patient with this bad attitude.
Whether who's wrong or what problems Gibran is facing right now, I want to know that I can help him, but instead I get a bad condemnation that hurts my heart from Gibran.
I can't keep quiet. As a wife, I need to be strong. Yes, this was the first test in our household that frustrated me the most.
The test in the household can be present as a form of cleansing sins or reprimand for human attitudes that are full of errors. If a couple is not given a test in domestic life then it is difficult to be grateful and change in a better direction. When the exam comes, the effort to maintain the relationship is also very much needed.
Today I'm going to Gibran's office to meet him for lunch and dinner at his office. Honestly, I miss the old days when we got married a year ago. I often had lunch with Gibran mas at the office while bringing his favorite food requests.
TOK TOK TOK TOKKK
My chest rumbled violently upon knocking on Gibran's door. Though this is not the first time, even repeatedly, and worse I was getting nervous with my attitude as if I was first dating a girlfriend. Ooh my God.
"Come in" said Gibran from his room.
Before I opened the door, I took a moment to catch my breath so as not to be awkward and hope that Gibran was happy with my arrival.
FLECKISH
"Mas Gibran" I said as I stepped inside.
BRAKKK
Instantly I was shocked by the hard blow that Gibran put on his hand to the table.
"Why did you come here? Wanna interrupt me to work, huh?" snapped at Gibran, his eyes glaring at me.
"I-I just brought lunch for you!" I quickly walked forward and put a bushel of food in front of Mas Gibran.
"I didn't tell you to bring lunch here. After all I've eaten, I'm full. Take this food again, "but Gibran once again with reason, and roughly put back the lunch I brought.
I was silent for a moment staring at that lunch, I am saddened by what is happening right now. To the extent that Gibran did not want to accept what I had prepared to please him, but in reality this husband did not appreciate what I had done for him.
"Ngapain dumbfounded? Bring the food and go home. I guess there's no work. IT'S HOME!" gibran was able to make me drop tears. What a pain in my heart.
I tried hard and wiped my tears quickly.
"I don't have a job at home. Didn't Mas tell me to stop working?" I ventured to protest.
"Owhhh, you want to work? Yeah, go ahead. This time I'm not banning you from work. You are free to do whatever you want" Gibran said lightly.
"Where to go home and don't come to my office again if I don't tell you to, okay!" gibran's orders so deeply pierced my heart, it hurt, it hurt.
Without replying a word, I immediately brought back a bushel filled with food. I walked away without looking at Gibran's face.
BRAKKK
I closed the door to Gibran's room pretty hard. It shouldn't be good I did it, but that's my way of showing Mas Gibran that I'm mad at him, I'm pissed at him, I hate his current attitude.
I leaned against the door, for a moment I rested my mind and my heart so that I could breathe with relief. Yes, since inside it was very difficult for me to breathe properly when faced with Gibran mas.
"Mom Amanda, are you okay?" lala asked, she's my husband's secretary.
"Hem, I'm good" I said, smiling kindly.
"Sorry Miss Amanda if I'm presumptuous. Lately, Mr. Gibran is often angry at the office and meetings are often not focused. Is there a problem with Gibran? Again I'm sorry, ma'am. Honestly, I am very overwhelmed to face the attitude of Mr. Gibran who is temperament. It seems .. I want to resign, just" Lala said in a soft voice and was very careful to string her sentences together.
Suddenly I was surprised. I guess, Gibran's attitude changed only for me, but apparently with his employees as well. Moreover, a secretary like Lala who has worked long enough with Gibran mas only, he stated he wanted to stop working. What happened to Gibran. If there are no problems in the office, then what is the problem that makes Gibran's attitude turn bad like this?
"Hold it first, maybe Mr. Gibran is just a momentary emotion" I reasoned.
"No, Miss Amanda, her attitude changed a few months ago. My resolve is round. I want to resign as soon as possible," Lala said with sad eyes.
Lala is one of Gibran's employees who is quite close to me. Because Gibran often sent me messages through Lala, the secretary. I did not expect that Gibran's attitude made loyal employees like Lala could easily want to resign from the office.
"I hope you think again before regretting your decision, Lala!" I told Lala.
"I'm giving up, Mom!" lala said while shaking her head.
"Alright, thank you for your complaint, that's why I can feel the awkwardness of my husband's change of attitude."
"Together, Miss Amanda!" Lala nodded.
Then I stepped out of the Gibran office with a very disappointed and wounded heart. Just this time I was treated as a stranger, even though I was the wife of a famous businessman, Gibran Aditya.
On the way home, I remembered Lala's words to resign from Gibran's office. At that moment I got the idea. Whether this is good or bad, I must do something to get the answer that doubts me and makes me curious.
Maybe I can take advantage of this situation. I hurried to get my phone out of the bag, then I contacted someone I knew.
"Hallo."
