The Temptation of the Actor
The Changing Shella

Zayyan woke up when the sun broke through the window of his room. The man closed his eyes with a palm to dispel the glare of the sun. She looked at Shella who was still sleeping very soundly by her side.

His gaze shifted on the wall clock hanging so beautifully. How surprised Zayyan was when he saw the clock had shown at seven o'clock. He had to come to the office before eight in five minutes.

"Geez, I'm bad luck!!" Shouted Zayyan which made Shella reflex come to wake up from her deep sleep.

"Why the hell, baby? How much noise?" Shella asked as she yawned, she then stretched her body to expel the aches.

"I'm bad luck, baby. You're a cook!" Zayyan's orders. Without waiting for an answer from Shella, he immediately entered the bathroom and took a bath in a hurry.

Today is the first day Zayyan is working with his new post. He can't be late. If it is too late, Zayyan fears he will be removed from office again. Today too Zayyan will have a very important meeting with the companies he has worked with.

Zayyan came out in his bathrobe suit. He frowned to see that Shella was even cool to play with her cellphone.

"Darling, you didn't prepare clothes for me to work?" Zayyan asked in astonishment when she saw that there were no clothes that Shella had prepared.

"I'm still cape, baby. You prepare it yourself!" Shella answered indifferently. His gaze was still fixed on his expensive phone.

Zayyan clicked his tongue in annoyance. But he did not protest against Shella's behavior today. Zayyan won't argue this morning with Shella. Zayyan immediately opened the closet and chose a shirt that matched the color of his suit.

"Darling, didn't you iron my clothes?" Zayyan asked again as he looked at his very tangled shirt.

"I can't iron, baby. It's a housekeeper's job," replied the spoiled Shella.

Suddenly Zayyan remembered Keysha. Although she was very busy, Keysha always prepared Zayyan's clothes and put a tie on her. Keysha also always cooks every day with a delicious and varied menu. The woman always took the time to read the cookbook so that she could spoil Zayyan with her cooking. Zayyan missed Keysha very much.

"For now we have to skimp, baby. Don't always want ART! Today my position was transferred to become marketing director," Zayyan finally told me about the precarious situation in his office.

"What?" Shella's eyes were puffed up in surprise.

"You better get to work tomorrow, baby! I'm afraid that you're often ditching like this to lower your performance at the office or that the director can fire you" Zayyan suggested, causing Shella to frown.

"I'm still nauseous and dizzy, baby!" Lady Shella with a sad face.

"alright. It's up to you! If you want to stop working, I won't ban you" Zayyan relented. Zayyan then put the matted shirt on his body.

Zayyan stared at his reflection in the mirror. He feels so messy today. Zayyan will iron it first, but his intention is not done when he sees the clock continues to spin. Zayyan was forced to go to the office with his tangled clothes.

"Darling, put a tie on me!" Zayyan's orders were slightly raised from the annoyance of seeing her messy self. For the first time Zayyan felt annoyed at his appearance. He is a perfectionist man. Zayyan felt uncomfortable while wearing a tangled shirt like this.

Zayyan did not answer Shella's words. The man rushed down to the first floor and headed for the kitchen. When he opened the hood, Zayyan was shocked, as he stared at the table empty. Again he could only sigh violently. His anger has now been stirred. But he had to endure it solely because the baby was being conceived by his wife.

Zayyan opened the fridge. He only saw a loaf of bread and a box of cheese and milk. Zayyan finally took the bread. He grated the cheese on the bread as a topping and poured the milk into a glass.

While enjoying his bread Zayyan stared at the stairs. I hope that Shella comes down and takes her to the front door. Yet another disappointment he felt. Until the last bite of bread, Shella did not show the stem of her nose.

Zayyan felt like he had no difference when he was with Keysha. He is still lonely now. Shella who used to be considerate now seemed to turn into indifferent to him. But Zayyan banished those thoughts. Maybe Shella is pregnant. Maybe it's baby stuff. Zayyan continued to entertain himself.

Without waiting for Shella, Zayyan finally left the villa in a hasty step. Zayyan also drove his car at high speed. He should be able to get to the office before the clock strikes at eight or less five minutes. He did not want someone to make his delay a weapon to destroy his career even deeper.

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After the restaurant, Nita invites Keysha to go to karaoke. At first Keysha refused, but due to Nita's coercion, Keysha was forced to follow Nita today.

"Why are we going to karaoke?" Tanya Keysha riled. He who is super busy always considers that place with a negative place, but the fact is not always like that.

"For fun. So that the beautiful doctor's mother does not frown," Nita drove her car to a karaoke place that is quite famous in the city center.

A few minutes later, Nita's car entered the karaoke court. They walked hand in hand towards the space that Nita had ordered.

"Once in a while we have fun just to drive off a little load and get tired. Life doesn't have to be that way. Enjoy life, Key!" Nita said as she led Keysha's arm into the room.

Nita turned on the monitor. Then he chose a song. Selected old songs from several bands in Indonesia.

"Let's sing together!" Nita put her hand on Keysha's shoulder. While Keysha stared indifferently.

"You only! I don't like to sing" Keysha refused subtly. But his eyes were wary of watching the surroundings. I feel uncomfortable when I am in a place like this.

Nita started singing a song. He was so fond of his singing. Then Nita sang with half a shout. Keysha was so confused who exactly was going to let go of the burden? Nita or herself?

Keysha then sat down and just watched Nita sing. Nita sings with breath. There were a few songs he had sung, while Keysha was still unmoved. He was not interested in singing.

"Come dong, Key! It's your turn to sing, I cape!" Nita sat on the sofa that was provided. Apparently he was quite tired after singing while prancing around.

"I'm not interested" said Keysha who was only replied by Nita with eyes glaring at him.