Ballad First Wife
The Salman and Andre Agreement

"I'm having a hard time. It's not really my problem but my wife's family. So the house I now live in with my wife is a family home and is threatened with bank confiscation. My sister-in-law who made the house as an angel in the bank. He can't afford to pay and our house is in danger of being taken by the bank."

"Didn't your sister-in-law do it? Why are you confused looking for money?"

"Because I also live there and.."

"Your wife forced you." Salman cut off Andre's words.

Andre was silent because Salman's guess was correct.

"Ndre. I'll tell ya. That house is your wife's family home. You have no right to that house. I mean like this. The age of man no one knows. For example, your wife was called first then it is not impossible that you will be expelled from that house because you are an outsider."

Salman paused his words. He observed Andre who seemed to start weighing his words.

"My advice, use the money I'll give you later to buy a house. So if there's anything with your wife you won't be driven away."

"But if anything happens to me?"

"Yes as a wife, she'll get your inheritance. Think carefully!"

Andre silent. Face seriously. Eyebrows.

Salman's words have a point. I don't have a home anyway. If there's anything to do with my marriage, I don't have a place to go.

"good. I take your advice. But 100 million dollars can only be for dp's house."

"Yes. With such a big depe you just install the rest and it won't be too big."

"My eyes are small." Andre's voice was slow, but Salman could still hear it.

"Do you want to work for me?"

Andre looked at Salman in shock. He did not think Salman would offer him a job.

"You know who I am, right? I'm your wife's ex-husband." Andre.

"Know. That's why I want to have a good relationship with you. Take care of useless hostility. Man lives by his own destiny. Let's just say I'm grateful that you let Fira go for me."

"You're not afraid I'm taking Fira from you?"

Salman chuckles. "Absolutely not. Because you won't be able to do it."

"Why are you so confident?" Andre's gaze was cynical towards Salman.

"Because I believe in the power of our love. Our love has been tested for a long time."

What does it mean to be long tested? When I was with him, Fira loved him.

"Open the map in front of you!"

Andre did what Salman said.

"A pact?"

"Yes. You think I'll give you money without any collateral? Read carefully"

Andre read every article in the agreement Salman gave.

It was fitting that he was so confident, it turned out that he had prepared this detail. A really hard man to face. But the contents of this agreement, although not very profitable, also did not harm me. I just have to stay away from Fira. Not making trouble with him.

"OKs. I concur. Where should I sign."

Salman pointed out the place where Andre should put his signature.

"Where's my money now?"

"I told you I wouldn't give you money."

"You don't lie to me, man." Andre's voice was high.

"Ck. Grumpy basic. I don't prepare the money but I'll prepare the house. Now you go out and go to my secretary room. He will prepare everything. Including the job I'm offering."

Salman invited Andre out with his hand.

Feeling expelled, Andre got up and got off the couch.

"Wait?"

Andre who had reached the door stopped. He turned his body to face Salman again.

"She's not a good woman. If you feel you can educate her for the better, then move on. If not, my advice is to look for something else. Remember, your wife in the afterlife is your responsibility."

Andre did not answer. He resumed his original purpose.

***

Salman picked Fira up. As soon as his wife got into the car, he handed her a book.

"Thank you?" Fira immediately grabbed the book that was in Salman's hands. He looked happily at his first work.

"Need to be celebrated!" Salman teases Fira but who is seduced by not ngeh because he is still busy admiring his work.

"Fir!"

"Hem." Fita dehem while reading her novel.

"I hired Andre in my company."

Bugs

Fira dropped the novel she was reading so shocked.

"I mean, Mas?" His eyes looked at Salman demanding an explanation.

"Andre's salary in his old company was less so I offered him a better-paying job so he could install his new house."

"New house?"

"Yes. So he needed the money yesterday to make up for the house he now lives in with his wife. The house was moved to the bank by his sister-in-law. So I suggested instead of redeeming a house that would obviously never belong to him, he just bought a new house and he agreed. So I helped him buy a house. I see."

Fira hush. He picked up his fallen novel and cleaned it up without commenting on Salman's story.

"Firs. You mad?"

Fira shook her head, "I just feel uncomfortable. If he becomes your servant, won't we meet him often? It makes me uncomfortable."

"I'm the one who's probably gonna see him a lot, but you're not. He's just an ordinary employee who doesn't interact with him every time."

"If it's good according to the mas, Fira just follow. As for the future he doesn't bother us."

"I make sure it's baby. I'll make sure he doesn't pestle our household anymore."

Salman hugged Fira.

***

"Mas, how? Get money? The bank came back and I said that tomorrow we'll pay off Rofik's loan." Ami told Andre with questions as soon as her husband entered the house.

Andre did not answer Ami's question. He kept stepping into the room.

"Mass?" Ami followed Andre who was now taking off his clothes.

"Let me take a shower first. I haven't prayed Ashar." Andre left the pouting Ami.

Ami dropped her body on the bed. He waited for Andre to finish his bath impatiently.

People as rich as Salman will not give cash. He must have given a check or transferred directly to Mas Andre's account.

Ami standing. He checked the bag of clothes that Andre was wearing this afternoon.

There is no check. Maybe in his wallet.

Ami reached into the pocket of Andre's pants to take the wallet. He opened it and his face hardened.

The damned woman why is she still keeping it.

Ami took a photo of Fira who is still Andre simoan in his wallet and then tore it into small pieces of debris. He then checked Andre's wallet.

There's not one either. Beraryi.

Ami put Andre's wallet back in his pocket. He sat down and waited for Andre.

Andre walked into the room with his wet hair. He looked at Ami who was showing strange symptoms.

"What are you doing?" Andre looked at Ami and opened the closet to take a change of clothes.

"I'm waiting for you. You haven't answered my question."

"Tomorrow." replied Andre short while wearing his sarong and cocoon.

"I'm going to the mosque. Go home from isya." Andre out. Ami chasing.

"You just got home and now you're leaving again?" Ami held back Andre's steps by pulling his hand.

"I have a need with the Hajj sir. It is also for our future. So wait at home." Andre said softly. He broke Ami's handrails.

Ami looked at Andre's departure in annoyance.

Why he changed.

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