Ballad First Wife
Meeting at Supermarket

'Yank, Miss Riya went to the hospital?" ask brother Salman finish us worshipers.

"Kok Salman knows?Ah Goddess huh?" my guess.

"Yes, he told me. Actually I asked Alan, he replied that Alan was looking after his mother in the hospital. Why don't you look at your boss's mom anymore."

"Actually since yesterday want to look but..."

"Fearful?"

"Not afraid, it's just not comfortable to meet Miss Riya."

"Yes already. How about this afternoon we go see him later to pick up Ryan?"

I looked doubtfully at Brother Salman.

"Why? Still reluctant? There will be me. We can preach our marriage to Miss Riya." Brother Salman stroked my hair that was still a bit wet.

"That's exactly it, brother. I don't feel good about coming with Salman because.."

Do I have to tell you that Miss Riya proposed to me to Alan on the condition that I should be polygamous.

"Because what?"

"Sister.promise don't think of anything! I want a story."

Salman is nodding. He then wrapped his hands around my waist and put his head on my shoulder.

"Such a fragrance." Brother Salman sniffed my neck making me nervous.

"Isn't that a story?"

"Write. I listened." he said, then his lips went back down my neck

"Sister, how can you hear that Salman's sister confessed to that."

"could. Wong I heard ears. The only thing I'm wearing is kissing you, my lips, not my ears" she didn't want to lose.

"So big brother." I gave in to letting Brother Salman do what he likes and finally I told him in a stammering voice because of the actions of Brother Salman.

"So the point is, Miss Riya once asked me to marry Alan. Aw..sick Brother." I cried as I felt Brother Salman's bite on my neck.

"I've been sprained by your story. Why would you want to."

"Eh who wants to. I didn't say I wanted to."

"Yes, but I didn't reject it, did I?" Salman stood up and walked away from me.

Ngambek.

I stood up and hugged him from behind.

"Salman is angry?" my whiskey. She kept quiet

"sorry. But I am now your wife." I persuaded

I heard him sigh. "But you didn't reject Miss Riya's request. That's a sign you like Alan, too."

I turned Salman's body to face me. I tiptoed and put my hand on her neck and I grabbed her pouting lips. Salman's eyes grew.

"You are the only one in my heart, Brother." I whispered.

Sis Salman's originally angry eyes dimmed He looked at me gently. Lift my body. I loop my legs straight. We then kissed.

"I need proof" said Brother Salman then began to lay me down again in bed.

"Son, there's already a lot of evidence." I protested.

"It's still lacking." brother Salman began pulling my clothes off.

...***...

I sat in front of the mirror with my face bent.

"Nih lips ask in pigtails huh?" tease Sister Salman while walking my pouting lips. I'm very upset. My body is tired all, sore and sore. Salman really overdosed. From the morning until the dawn of Ashar we only did that. Stop praying and eating and he will start again.

"Why?Getting angry?" tanyanya gently.

She knew my weakness best, unable to hear her soft voice that instantly caused my anger to evaporate.

"Sister, today is enough. I'm tired, really tired." I.

"Yes, yes." he stroked my still wet hair."Here I help you dry." Salman took the hair dryer and started drying my hair.

"We look at Bu Riya!" doors again.

"Yes." I nodded.

Salman Dathan painstakingly dried my hair and helped comb it.

"It's done" he said.

"Please, Brother." I said.

cup

"Sister!" I screamed when Brother Salman again sucked my neck.

"The chops!" he chuckled and then walked out of the room, "Rapid instead!"

"Last long!" Brother Salman opened the door again as I took off my shirt.

"Sister!" shouts surprised. I tried to cover my body with the robe I was holding.

"Ra, I'm your husband. Don't be ashamed of that." Salman is coming in.

He looked at me My body made me nervous.

"So out. I'm gonna change clothes."

"Let's just change Ra." Brother Salman sat in the bed while continuing to look at me.

How is this, stupid ah anyway we are husband and wife.

I finally took off my clothes in front of Brother Salman with his back.

"Thusiast teasing me." Brother Salman hugged me from behind and immediately rubbed my back with his lips.

"Sister, please!" rintihku.

"Yes. I just want to help you get dressed" she said and let go of her embrace. "Later tonight." he continued

What?!?!Later that night want to ask again.Nih people have no death.

I'm speeding up my dress show. Salman's brother who said he helped me even pestered me by teasing me . He stroked every inch of my body he saw.

"Finally." I breathed a sigh of relief when I managed to dress perfectly. "How sis?" ask for the opinion of Salman.

"Beautiful!" his praise. He then approached, "But it's prettier to wear nothing."

I immediately pinched Salman's stomach until he cried out in pain.

"Racaine. Rese sih." - Omelette me.

"Awas. I will demand revenge." threatened Brother Salman who made me aim.

Brother Salman pushed my bike out of the fence. 'Ra we should buy a car" said Salman.

"What's brother doing?"

"Yes now you're not just the same as Ryan, there's me. So if the road is good with a car. Ryan is bigger, it is not possible if it is always piggybacked in front." explained Salman.

"My savings are not kukuo Sis."

Brother Salman touched my forehead. "What do you think I am? I can't possibly ask you to buy it yourself. I'm lukemj. I'll buy it for you."

I'm speechless. Yes, Brother Salman is different from Mas Andre. Mas Andre used to tell me to buy this with my money. But Salman certainly isn't.

Astarghfirullah's. Why do I compare them. It is different, Salman is a businessman.

"Lah bengong. Come aboard!" brother Salman surprised me. I immediately climbed into the splotch behind Brother Salman.

"Handle! Don't fall down!" Brother Salman pulled my hand and wrapped his stomach.

"Sister, seen by the neighbors. They don't know we're husband and wife yet. Not good." I said pulling my hand.

"Ok, but later on the road, hug ya." asked Salman.

I smiled and then nodded. Salman is slowly moving our bike.

"Ra, go shopping! Make a gift by Miss Riya."

"Yes Brother."

Salman's brother directed the motor into the plaza of the largest supermarket in my city. I got off the helmet. Salman took my helmet and put it on his bike.

"You go in first. Wait for me inside. I'm gonna take the money."

I obeyed Brother Salman's orders and left him to go first into the supermarket. I stood waiting inside near the door to the supermarket. My eyes looked at the buyers coming in and out.

"There's a widow" a voice I'm very familiar with shocked me. I turned my head and saw Mas Andre with his wife looking at me with a sneering look. I threw my face back to look outside without caring for the two beings who had destroyed my life.

"Well, is he standing there?" said Andre Mas.

"Masak Mas does not understand, yes again put themselves on display. Who knows." his wife's chimpanzee makes my ears heat up.

Patience to Allah. Give the servant patience. Salman is coming.

"so yeah. Must be good, I also want to buy if it is sold." Mas Andre sneered.

My hands clenched in anger. I want to slap their nosy mouths. It's lucky Salman is coming soon.

"Have you been so long, brother?" I immediately grabbed onto Brother Salman's arm and held him affectionately. At first glance I glance at the two nosy creatures. I saw the face of Andre.

"Why?Just left for a while and just spoiled. Is not-don't already filled. I've been overtime all day." kidding Salman made me laugh.

"Come sayank. We shop a lot. I want to spend your money." I'll raise my voice so the two people can hear it

Salman rubbed my head and kissed it. "Anything for you is sweet." replied Brother Salman. He then took a large troly and brought me in while pushing the troly.

Rasainic. I can get better than you. Keep that mouth of yours if you don't want me to be embarrassed.

...****...

Andre was nosy because he was disappointed to be divorced from Fira. Never mind Ndre, accept the consequences of your actions.