Ballad First Wife
Will history repeat itself?

Fira checked her phone many times.

There was no message from Salman. Why until noon this time he hasn't called me. I haven't read it either.

Fira was restless, he tried to keep himself busy but his heart could not be compromised. Salman's shadow continued to bother him

Watch out later you. How dare I not tell. Ask to sleep outside.

Fira started to growl. He had never felt this secret when away from the person he loved.

“Bu.” The goddess opened the door and entered Fira's room.

“What?!’ Fira sewot

The goddess was shocked to hear Fira's sewot tone.

“Pe em es Bu? Very sewot.” Goda Dewi was surprised to see the urgency of Fira.

“Kesel. Mas Salman has no news.”

“Iya. My WA is also unread?” The goddess shut her mouth because of the shock.

“WA-you? You sent WA to my husband? Do you guys often text behind my back?” Fira's voice was rising.

“Sabar Mom! Patience. All is not as I imagined.” Dewi pulls out her phone and shows her Wa to Salman at Fira.

“Nih read! I just told your husband you were nauseous. It's my job to take care of you when he's not around. You know I'm his right hand.” The goddess prides herself.

“Because you and Mas Salman never WA-an weirdo?” Fira's eyes probed.

“Amit-amit Fira, although single immortal but I am not a actor.” The goddess knocked on the table three times with the back of her hand.

Fira laughs, “Finally you claim to be the eternal singles.”

“Ck. Bumil is weird. Angry for a moment laugh.” The goddess grumbled as she swept her lips.

“Ngapain you here? Any need?” Fira got up from her chair then stepped onto the sofa and sat there.

The goddess followed Fira sitting on the sofa.

“I want to ask what will be your evening to the londangan boss Alan?”

“Clearly I came. That is, I am very upset because Mas Salman has no news. If he doesn't come home, how can I go to Alan.”'s wedding

“How about being with me? I'm also alone.”

“Bby. But if Mas Salman doesn't come home. If he comes, yes I am the same husband.”

“Iya, yes. Who has a husband. No feelings at all.” The goddess returned.

“Each, quickly find a partner. Truck alone armbandengan, your time is not.” Fira chuckles.

“Sadis very, nyamain people with trucks. Obviously I'm beautiful this way, which is the same as the truck.” The goddess stood up while showing off her body in front of Fira.

“Hmm.at least the bamper is the same.” Fira chuckles.

“Sialang. This is what guys are looking for. Padded.” The goddess laughed too.

In the afternoon, Fira returned to work to be picked up by Juna, Salman's assistant.

“Mas Juna, have you heard from Mas Salman?”

“Not yet, Bu.” Juna replied without looking into Fira's eyes.

“Is there a problem in the central company, Mas?"

Fira thinks that if there is a problem in Salman's company in Jakarta that hinders his move home because Salman has informed him that Ardi is fine.

“Company center is fine, Mom. There's no problem. We go home, ma'am?” Juna switched the conversation.

“Fetch Ryan first, Mas.”

Juna took his car to Ryan's school.

Arriving in front of the school gate, Fira came down.

“You picked up Ryan, Mom?” School security guard Ryan approached Fira.

“Iya, Sir. Can be called Ryannya!” pinta Fira is polite.

“But Ryan has already picked up, Mom.”

Fira shocked,”Who, Sir?”

“I didn't see it anyway, Mom. Just last Ryan saying goodbye and nitip message if the mother comes, I was told to convey that he has been picked up.”

“Good. Thank you, Mr.”

Fira went to her car.

“Go home, Mom?” Juna thought Ryan had been picked up because Fira had returned to the car without Ryan.

“Mas Juna knows who picked up Ryan?” Fira looked at Juna who was even looking down.

“I can't be sure, Bu.”

Why is Juna's answer strange. Shouldn't he say no if he didn't know. And Ryan too. He must have known the person who picked him up because he easily followed that person. Is it Andre? Ah, it's impossible. Ryan I've been willing to not follow Mas Andre without my permission.Don't-don't, Mas Salman.

Fira immediately smiled cheerfully.

“We're home, Mom?” Juna repeated his question.

“Iya, Mas. Go straight home!” Fira's face brightened. She hopes to see her husband at home.

Juna drove his car as relaxed as usual.

“Can be faster, Mas!” Fira was already impatient to get home and embrace Salman. The shinders are already in need of channeling.

 “Good, Bu.” Juna increased the speed of his car.

“We've arrived, Bu.”

“Iya. Thanks, Mas. A day has been troublesome mas Juna to shuttle.”

“It's already my job, Bu.”

Fira got out of the car. He tried to open the gate of his house.

How are they still locked? Has Salman not returned? Who picked up Ryan.

Fira pulled the key out of her bag. Fira unlocks the gate and enters. At the close of the gate he stepped near the door of his house. He wished that only the gate would be locked, but the door of the house was not.

Locked too. Salman has not yet returned.

Fira's heart is sad.Matany is teary. He unlocked the door of his house with tears beginning to melt.

“Assalamualaika wa'alaibadillahish sholihin.” Greetings to Fira before entering her empty house.

When are you coming home, I miss.

Fira stepped into his room. He opened the door and entered. Fira put the bag on the table and slammed her body on the bed. As he lay perfectly, a shadow quickly rushed towards him and directly overcame him.

“How are you doing sweetheart?”

Fira looked up and saw Salman above her.

“Mas.” He immediately put his hand to the neck of Salman who greeted Salman with happiness. They then channeled their longing through a warm and friendly kiss.

“Mas evil.Daily do not tell, I miss to know.” Fira sulks while smacking Salman's chest.

“Involuntary. Let when you meet can be more powerful.” Salman's whisper then again grabbed Fira's lips.

“Bundanya Ryan, I miss a lot. Not only you but also to my future son. Can I see him?” Salman blinked his eyes.

Fira nodded.”They are also very kangen.”

An hour later.

“Mas, Ryan where?” Fira just remembered her son when his hot activity with Salman was over.

“Being in the same room Ardi.” Salman answered while holding Fira's innocent body.

“So Ardi came?”pekik Fira happy. He woke up from his sleep.

“Iya. I told you I'd bring Ardi.” Salman pulled Fira back to lie in his arms.

“Mas Salman did not forget that tonight we have to go to Alan's wedding?”

“Nggaklah.” Salman's hand is back in guerrilla. His eyes looked flirtatious.He then twisted the position of his body.

“Mas want what?” Fira who is still tired of pretending to ask.He knows if it is already on it it is a sign that Salman will ask again.

“Still kangen.” Salman nyengir's.

“Mas not yet ten mmmm.” Fira's words were drowned in Salman's kiss.

They race back to pursue the pleasure that became the union of their love both.

“Aready?” Salman opened the door.

“Wow, whose wife is this? Hey angel, did you send my wife?” it was Goda Salman who saw Fira dressing up so beautifully.

“Lebay here. Children how?”

“They don't want to come. Just wanna play. Come on, we gotta pick someone up.” Salman extended his hand.

“Who Mas?” Fira accepted Salman's hand and began to go hand in hand.

“Later you will also know.” Salman poked Fira's nose.

“Then I see you as beautiful as this I don't feel willing to take you out. I want to enjoy it alone.” Salman stopped his steps and turned to face Fira.

“We don't need to think!” Salman stroked his face and ended up on Fira's lips.

Fira pinched Salman's stomach.

“Aaan anyway? The married one is your best friend. Time does not come.”

“My best friend who loves you. I really don't want Alan to see your beauty tonight.”

“Keep me how, Mas? Change clothes and remove my make-up? If I look ugly, they will gossip that my husband is not good to take care of me.” Fira protested.

“Let them gossip, the important thing is that I take care of you. The proof this afternoon I have already given double right ration?” Salman raised his eyebrows.

“Eh, your double allotments, Mas.”  Fira.

Salman chuckles.

“Where? So leaving what not?”

“Download dong darling. It's beautiful like this. But.” Salman turned to the right and to the left checking the situation.

“What the hell, Mas?’ Fira was astonished by Salman's attitude.

“But depe first make later tonight ya!”

“What?”

Cup

Salman kissed Fira's lips at a glance.

“Current.” He kissed again this time longer and deeper.

“Already ah!” Fira pushed Salman.

“When to leave if this continues.”

“Don't blame me. Blame yourself for being too seductive.” Salman took Fira's hand and held her out.

"Why are we here, Mas?" fira asked as their car stopped in front of a house.

"Fetch the man I told you about."

"Who?" Fira looked towards the house waiting for who would come out.

Fira's eyes puffed up when she saw Elsa coming out of the house. It is graceful and beautiful.

"Elsa." sizzled Fira.

"Yes, Elsa.Alan also invited him."

"So, did Salman come home with Elsa?" Fira looked at Salman's face.

"Corrections. Not just with Elsa but there's Ardi too." Salman feels a jealous tone in Fira's voice so must make it clear that it is not alone with Elsa.

Actually there are still many who want Fira to ask, but close because Elsa is approaching.

"How are you, Fir?" greet Elsa while developing her smile.

"Thank God be good, Sa. Enter Sa!" Fira immediately told Elsa to get into the car.

"Oh, yes. Thank you." Thank you."

Elsa opened the back door and sat down.

Fira hush. He felt strange and disliked because Salman did not say if he went home with Elsa. Especially all day Salman did not give news. Fira began to think strangely. His heart is sick again.

History will repeat itself. Inner Fira pilu.

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