Ballad First Wife
Mas!

"Mother!!" Ryan ran towards Fira, "Who, Bun?" He was looking for the whereabouts of Salman.

"Papa's out of town, baby." Fira stroked Ryan's hair.

"Cok we're not invited?"

"Would have been invited, but mother who could not come. So papa left alone."

"We ride what Bun?" Ryan asked when he did not see the car or motorcycle Fira used to pick him up.

"We took an online taxi. Mother order first." Fira opened her phone and started ordering taxis online. Long Fira waited but he did not get the taxi he ordered.

"Still long Bun? Ryan's tired." Ryan was on the sidewalk in front of his school.

"Dear wake! Dirty."

"Ryan's tired." The boy started to whine.

"Patience, mother also does not know why can not get the taxi. Maybe because of this cloudy weather."

Fira brandished her phone looking for a signal.

Thins..Thier.(.Car horn sounds)

A car stopped in front of them.

Alan.

Car glass open.

"What are you doing?" Alan's handsome face appeared.

Fira was about to open her mouth to answer but Ryan was in the first place.

"Of Alan!" Ryan got up and approached Alan's car. "Om, take us home! Ryan's tired."

"Ryan!" reproof Fira. He felt bad for Alan.

Alan smiled, "Come in!"

"Hurray!!" Without saying goodbye to Fira Ryan immediately opened the door to Alan's car.

"Sorry, Sir. Ryan .."

"That's Fir! Outside the office are friends. Don't hesitate! You don't want to come in?" Alan looked at Fira.

Fira smiled then walked in and sat down next to Ryan.

(Wah Pak Camat as driver nih😜)

"Nobody is sitting in front of this?" Alan looked at the two from the rearview.

"Ryan wants!" Ryan then jumped up and sat in the front seat next to Alan.

Alan drove his car.

"Where is Salman, Fir? Usually he never leaves you alone?"

"Papa's out of town." Ryan answered Alan's question.

"Job business?"

"No. He's going to Jakarta. Bu Hera called her and told her that Ardi was sick. So he wants Mas Salman to see Ardi."

"So Ardi's sick, Mommy?" Ryan looked back.

"Yes. Pray that Ardi will be healthy soon!"

Ryan nodded.

"Ra! Is there no word from Elsa?" Alan asked while looking at Fira through the rearview mirror.

"I haven't heard anything about him. How's yours?"

"Same. Did he not contact Salman?"

Fira shakes. "If he contacts Mas Salman, Mas Salman will tell me."

Alan nodded. It justifies Fira's speech. He knew Salman would not do what disappointed Fira.

"Lan, how's your wedding prep going?"

"I don't know. All are handled by W.O. They reported it to my mother." Alan shrugged his shoulders. His eyes were straight ahead, towards the street.

"You're this. How did you get this cute. You're the groom-to-be, Lan."

"I might be enthusiastic if my candidate is the woman I love." Alan looked at Fira who was looking out the car window.

Hearing Alan's reply, Fira immediately lowered her head. Alan smiled bitterly.

The car they were riding stopped in front of Fira's new house.

"Thank you, Lan. I'm sorry I didn't invite you in because my husband wasn't home" Fira said after getting out of Alan's car.

"No papa. I-i understand. Yes, I said goodbye. Bye Ryan!"

"That's Alan. Thanks!" Ryan waved his hand.

"Ryan, the next time you meet Alan, don't bother like that!" Fira reprimands Ryan when Alan has left them.

"Yes, Mother. Excuse me. You're so tired Ryan." Please Ryan.

"Yes. Mother forgive. Enter yuk!" Fira grabs Ryan's shoulder and takes him into their yard.

***

Salman waited for his subordinates whom he had called. While waiting, he contacted Fira.

"Assalamualaikum, Mom. Has it arrived yet?"

"Vaalaikumsalam. Thank God, that is. Ryan didn't get on the bike, did he?"

"No, Mas. I took Ryan in an online taxi. Keep coming home to see Alan and all delivered because Ryan asked. Ryan said he was so tired that he asked Alan to drive us. But I didn't let him stop by. He dropped us off and immediately pulled out."

Salman chuckled at Fira's long and clear answer.

"Why is Salman laughing?" Fira.

"You're funny. My question is short but your answer is long and clear. Like a schoolboy doing a blurb." Salman laughed again.

"Ck, this Mas. I don't want to misunderstand later. That's why I explained. Instead of Mas Salman hearing from others, mending hear from me right."

"Yes, honey. I believe in you the same. Yang, miss it." Salman's voice is spoiled.

"Oh yeah, it's only been a couple of hours." Fira laughed amusedly at Salman's indulgence.

"I'm actually kangen, how dong."

"Then go home, dong." Fira's voice was no less spoiled. Even Fira makes her voice sound sexy.

Salman clenched his jaw in alarm at Fira's voice.

"Darling don't tease me that way! No pity what? I'm far away, I can be tormented by the bald one." whispered Salman.

"Back, Yang! I am ready!" Fira is becoming.

"Firraa!Baby!!" Salman was infuriated. "Observe you!"

Fira laughs.

"Sir Salman!"

Salman looked over when his name was called. He nodded and raised his hand to signal that the man was waiting for him to finish speaking.

"Yes, yes it was! I'll vc later tonight. Keep your heart! Don't spread the charm!"

"Eh, don't you go back?" Fira giggles.

"No. You have a lot of fans."

"Products times." joked Fira.

"I'm glad I won."

"Yes. Ja. Already ah. Did I hear someone call you Mas? Must have picked you up, huh? Close gih! Poor him long wait."

"Yes. Love You Fira."

"Love you too, Brother Salman."

Salman smiled. For a long time he did not hear Fira calling him brother.

"Koras." Salman ended their conversation.

"Getishalight."

Salman kept his phone.

"Sorry, Wan! My wife" Salman told Ridwan, the man who picked her up.

Ridwan smiled and nodded.

"It's okay, sir. Come!"

Salman stepped up and was followed by his subordinate young man from the headquarters.

"To Miss Hera's house!" salman ordered as soon as he sat in the car.

"Good, Sir!"

Ridwan drove his car to Bu Hera's house. Their journey was blocked.

"Women! Find an alternative path. Let's not get stuck."

"Good, Sir. I'm trying to." Ridwan then turned the wheel and steered his car to an alternate path that he knew.

Long enough, they went to the house of Bu Hera until finally the car driven by Ridwan reached the large house where the Elsa family lived.

Ridwan honks. The gatekeeper of Elsa's house opened the door.

Car in. The guard bowed respectfully as he looked at Salman.

"Come, Wan!"

"I'm just waiting outside, sir."

"All right."

Salman steps towards Elsa's house. As he walked up the stairs, the door of the mansion opened.

"Mas!"

Salman looked up and saw Elsa standing up to greet him with a very sweet smile."

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