Ballad First Wife
That woman

Fira was just back in her chair when her phone rang.

Alan

"Assalamualaikum, sir!"

"Vaalaikumsalam. Is he still there?" Alan did not name her, but Fira knew she meant Anita.

"Away away. Just got." Fira doesn't want to talk much. He already felt very guilty to be the root cause of the incident in the meeting room that made Anita to cry.

"Did he tell you?" Alan asked floating.

From the tone of his speech it seemed like Alan didn't want me to know their problem. But I can't lie either.

"You don't have to worry. I'm not going to interfere with any of you." Fira gave an ambiguous answer.

Whatdoes thatmean?Anita what story isn't? But with that answer, I couldn't force her to talk because she insisted that she didn't want to interfere.

"alright. Thanks though. Wassalamualaikum." Alan ended his call.

"Getishalight." Fira put her phone back on the table.

Beep

The phone rings again.

Fira swiped the screen and there was a message notification from Salman.

I'll take lunch. We go to the hospital. Afraid your sister needs help.

Fira smiles. He is happy that Salman has accepted his family fully. He was also very concerned about his sister's troubles.

Yes Mas.

Fira was still smiling looking at her phone as the Goddess entered.

"See what the hell mom? Really cool as it is?" Goddess kepo.

"It's nothing." Fira flipped her phone.

"Ck. Peel very. Most of Aa Salman." The goddess played her lips when she mentioned Salman. He put the map in front of Fira. Fira knew that the Goddess had come to ask for her autograph.

"Sirik. So let's get married and know the beauty of the world of marriage." Fira knocks on the Goddess' forehead with the ballpoint pen she holds. Fira then opens the map, checks the file briefly then affixes the signature in the space provided.

"If I can have a loyal husband like Boss Alan and Brother Salman, I really want to get married. But afraid of getting the kind of Andre. Hiii.ogah." The goddess is horrified.

Fira slightly changed her face when Dewi mentioned Andre's name.

"I'm sorry, I mispronounced ya." The goddess hit her mouth a few times.

"No. Every woman has hope like you. No woman wants to be betrayed or cheated. It is true that we can be patient with heaven. But polygamy is still a paradise that most women do not miss. Because it's so heavy." Fira breathed.

I just tried for a while already suffering a lot.

"It has. Don't be sad about the past." The goddess stroked Fira's hand. He really felt guilty for accidentally bringing up Andre.

"Who is sad because of the past." Fira chuckles amusedly at the guilty face of the Goddess.

"Your face is weird." asloh Fira.

"Ck. Kirain." The lips of the Goddess are pursed

"Well, what story do you want?" Ask Goddess.

"If you want to gossip, don't stay here." reject Fira while checking some files on her desk.

"Not gossip. So the story is I'm the same Atik, my friend hangs as a high school teacher, yesterday shopping to the supermarket. Do you know who we met?" Dewi wishes Fira was curious.

"No." answered Fira cuek to make Dewi disappointed.

"Ck. We met your ex and his mistress" said Dewi annoyed.

I've guessed.

"You don't want to know what's going on?" fishing Goddess.

"No." Fira remains indifferent.

"You're not cool ah. Being invited to talk to pay attention to your opponent. Don't be busy yourself." scolding Dewi keki with indifferent attitude Fira.

"It's working hours, right? It's not time to talk." replied Fira staring at the Goddess.

"Yes, yes, working hours." Goddess manyun. He then rises. While carrying the dossier that Fira had signed, he stepped towards the door.

"But wait. I know you don't want to know about your ex, but since I'm kind I'll tell you. Free." The goddess turned around and looked at Fira who was still busy checking the files.

I know, maybe you seem busy but surely your ears can hear me.

"Not knowing the woman well. She is the former guardian of her student even the ex-wife of her husband's uncle. They divorced because the woman was caught cheating. And even more surprising, the woman was once a maid in her mother's house Atik. Info completed. If you want to know more, you know where to find me." The goddess turned around, opened the door and then exited.

Fira breathed a few times. Honestly, the info from the Goddess surprised him.

Never mind. Like whatever that woman has nothing to do with me. Andre has chosen him over me and again I also have a good husband. No need to take care of them anymore.

Beep

The notification on Fira's phone reads. Salman sent a message.

I'm already ahead.

It was lunch hour.

Yeah, I'm out.

Fira understood why Salman would rather wait outside than go in and look for her in his room. Salman doesn't want to be the subject of staff gossip at Fira's office.

"Want lunch?" Alan passed by as Fira walked out of her room.

"Eh yes."

"Want to have lunch with me?" Alan stood in front of Fira.

"I'm sorry, Salman is waiting for me up front. Assalamualaikum."

Alan only stared as Fira flashed before him.

At least I tried.

Without Alan noticing, the Goddess looked at him with pity from a distance.

Boss, move on dong. It's so sad to see it.

"I know." muttered the Goddess then pulled out her phone. He called Anita.

"Hello Nit, where are you?"

The goddess chatted with Anita.

"Yaaa.so you can't come here huh? You see, Boss Alan is looking at it again. Chance to cheer him up. So can't ya? Yes, I continue. Bye Nit's."

"Tumben si Nita's. Usually the spirit of four-five when it comes to Boss Alan. Something is strange. Not a goddess if you can't find out."

The goddess shook her hand and stepped out for lunch.

In the courtyard, Fira rushed to Salman's car, which was waiting for him next to the entrance gate of his office.

"Assalamualaikum, my dear." Fira opened the door and entered. Had not had his ass touched the seat, Salman had pulled it.

"Kangen." Salman hugged Fira.

"Mas, not here either. See my friend tan later. Shame." Fira pushed the body of her husband's increasingly acute bruise.

"Mm so how do we find a safe place?" Salman came closer and sniffed Fira's cheek.

"Mas. To the hospital! Now!" fira firmly with her big eyes.

"Damn. So this is what Mrs Salman looks like when she's showing her power?" Salman chuckles.

"Execute the great madam. But the pay is double!" Salman poked Fira's chin.

"Getting started. Gini really has a lukewarm calculation." Fira grunts.

Salman laughed again.

The car drove on and stopped in front of a diner.

"We eat first and bring it to Mahira." Salman went down and Fira.

Hand in hand they entered the shop.

"Good afternoon. What do you want to order?" a woman who was a shop official approached them as soon as they sat down.

"Burning four servings. Two are eaten here and two more are wrapped" Salman replied.

Salman knows what I want to eat. It was as if he could read my mind

"Good sir."

"Drinking orange juice and guava. The ice is not too much, nor the sugar. Not much sugar."

"Good, Sir. Want to go back, sir?"

"No. Enough."

"Good sir, please wait for us to prepare your order."

The woman left.

"So polite." Fira praised the shop's female officer.

"Yes. That's why I like to eat here. Clean and people are polite and friendly. The food is good too."

"Mas Salman often eats here?"

"When I was in this town, I often. Same with Alan."

How ironic. I used to save, so if you want to eat here, think about it. Nowow.

Salman shone a light on Fira's face.

"Is there anything that makes you uncomfortable?"

Fira nodded and smiled.

"You, nothing can make me uncomfortable." - Fira.

The soft words turned out to make Salman's heart warm happy.