Ballad First Wife
Fun Fair

"Are you ready?"ask Salman.

"Boat pa." replied Ryan quickly.

I looked at both men.

"Since when have you guys had that twin suit?!" I was surprised because as far as I know Ryan and Brother Salman never buy a couplean shirt.

"You know ajah." Ryan said expensive selling snobs.

Salman chuckled at Ryan's response.

"When he went to Jakarta. We three bought twin shirts. Me, Ryan and Ardi." Salman said.

"O.... Why aren't you buying it too?" my spoken.

"You don't know that you're going to be father Salman's wife" replied Salman, patting his chest.

"Mother look for clothes that look like donk!" pinta Ryan's.

"Mother doesn't have clothes that are the same color as your shirt."

"No papa. Next time we buy a couple of threes huh!" tawar Kak Salman's.

"Yes! Four pa, same Ardi." exclaimed Ryan.

"Yes four." replied Brother Salman. "Come, we're leaving!"

On a motorcycle, we headed to Funfair.

"Ryan doesn't like it when we buy a car?" ask Salman as we travel.

"Like!" yelled Ryan trying to match the noise of the vehicle passing by.

"OKs. Tomorrow we'll find a car."

"Yes!!!"

Alhamdulillahot. Thank you for your blessings, O God.

My gratitude is in my heart to see the compactness of Brother Salman and Ryan. I tightened my arms around Brother Salman's waist as an expression of gratitude. Brother Salman holds my hand that is circular at his waist with his left hand, while his right hand holds the handlebar of the motor.

It didn't take long, we arrived at the funfair. Ryan went down as soon as the bike stopped.

"Wait here with Mother. Papa wants to find a bike parking first!" the Prince Salman. He then pushed the bike into the parking lot. Finish parking Salman then go to the counter and buy a ticket.

"Mother, it's Alan Om, right?" ryan pointed in one direction. I looked over and saw Alan and Anita with a little boy Ryan's age.

Who's the kid? I know Alan doesn't have a nephew.

"Let's go in!" the voice of Brother Salman who had arrived at our place surprised me. He took me to the right and Ryan to the left.

"Pa, I'm going up on that!" point Ryan to a ride known as the kora-kora. A boat that swings fast. The screams of the passengers were deafening.

"What a brave Ryan?" I asked while staring in horror.Imagining being swung so quickly as to make my stomach hurt.

"Dare." replied Ryan confidently.

"Mother's coming up?" ask Salman.

I shook my head while looking in horror.

"Yes already. No need to go up kora-kora. Ride me later." whispered Brother Salman to make my face warm.

"Let's buy the tickets first." Salman brought Ryan to buy tickets. After getting a ticket they stand in line for a turn up kora-kora.

Ryan was so excited when their turn came. On the rise quickly. Salman followed her and sat down next to Ryan. After the safety was installed, the kora began to be swung from slowly getting faster. I saw Ryan laughing happily while occasionally shouting out loud.

"Not going up?" the heavy sound of someone made me look. Alan was standing behind me.

"No. Horrified." I replied.

"There's your husband" Alan replied, sounding a little cynical. "When you're afraid to get on a plane, with your hand, isn't your fear gone. Is your husband's hand unable to shake your fear?"

I swallowed spit.

"My husband makes me very comfortable and calm and happy, Mr. Alan." I pressed my voice.

The corner of Alan's lips lifted slightly to form a sinister smile. "Ah yes, I forgot. She's a widower, so it's an experience." Alan said again.

"We're the same Lan, she's a widower and I'm a widow. That's why we fit in." I said.

I saw a pissed-off hue on Alan's face.

"I'm sorry, Lan. We weren't meant to be together." I made Alan throw his face away.

"Uncle, accompany Doni on the kora-kora huh!" the boy who was with Alan appeared. Anita too. Alan Langaung brought Doni a ticket and Anita approached me.

"Hi Kak Fira how are you?" Anita hugged me.

"good. Really lebai. We met at the hospital." I sprayed it with a laugh.

"Let's look like you haven't seen me in a long time, brother." joked Anita.

"Hey, you owe me an explanation." I stared hard at Anita.

"Come talking!" my word.

"Where do you start." Anita thought silently. "So, sister, remember after sister divorced and we ate together? That night Salman called me. We then met, when it was not just me there was a Goddess as well. Brother Salman expressed his intention that after the sibling's idah expired, he would propose to Fira. He kept asking for our help to take care of Mr. Fira because he was taking care of his business. And that's it, I approached my brother and made good friends with him." Anita ends her story.

"just so?No other reason?"

"Mmm.ada anyway. But don't be mad!"

I'm nodding.

"Actually I.mmm.liked Alan's sister."

Anita's answer surprised me. As I recall, she and Alan agreed to have a pretend relationship.

"Didn't you have a boyfriend?"

Anita shook her head, "He's my best friend who I made a shield so that Alan doesn't know I like him."

"Why?"

"He'll definitely stay away from me when he finds out I'm putting my heart on him. So when he said that he did not want to be betrothed because he felt that there was another woman, I said the same thing so that my pride did not fall in front of Alan. Finally we agreed to build a pretend relationship." Anita smiled at the end of the story. A smile full of bitterness. I patted her shoulder. My decision to marry Salman I think is right. At least I won't hurt this good girl in front of me.

"Are you angry?"

"Why should maraj?"

"I'm helping Brother Salman because I know that Brother Alan likes Brother Fira. So if Fira is married to Salman then I feel I still have a chance to take Alan's heart. But the longer I got closer to my sister, the more I liked my sister. And when I found out that Kak Fira also likes Sister Salman, I was more eager to help you."

I smiled and grabbed Anita. "Thank you." I said sincerely, "May you reach your love. Alan does suit you."

"Mother."

"Mother!!" Ryan who had come down from the kora-kora surprised me.

"Hi Nit!" greet Brother Salman

"New bride's pie." Anita's tease.

Brother Salman chuckled then grabbed my shoulder and took me into his embrace.

"Do you want to?!" kak Salman asked back to tease Anita, "Enak lo Nit, if the night is not cold. Someone is hugging." Seloroh Kak Salman.

My face reddened. I pinched the waist of the original Salman.

"Hmm show off teruuuusss.." spray Anita.

The two people seemed familiar from when.

"Hem!" deheman made us look.

"Hi Lan!" Say hello to Salman while continuing to embrace me. Alan just smiled faintly.

"Om Alan." Ryan nodded and hugged Alan.

"Hi baby!" Alan rubbed Ryan's head.

"Who is this?" ask Ryan.

"Oh, that's aunt's nephew." Anita answered.

Ryan extended his hand to Anita's niece.

"My name is Ryan, who are you?"

"I'm Doni."

"Hi Doni's. Are you the same as you? I'm the same father and my mother. Here they are." Ryan proudly introduced Salman and me to Doni.

Doni shook my hand and Brother Salman. He even kissed our hands.

"Pa, we ride it yuk!" Ryan shook Salman's hand while pointing towards the ring.

"If it's the same ride yes!" answer Brother Salman.

"Indeed why?Papa's afraid of heights?"

"No. Just less challenging." said Salman.

"Mother!" whining Ryan.

"Come on! Doni want to go up too?"

Doni nods.

"Come, Nit!" take me to Anita.

The four of us headed towards the bianglala. While I was in line, I looked towards Brother Salman. He was in a conversation with Alan. I don't know what they're talking about. In my heart I pray that everything will be fine.

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