Ballad First Wife
Raul

Salman's car arrived at the hotel's courtyard where Alan's wedding reception was held. Salman parked his car and went downstairs to open the door for Fira but Fira had opened it herself without waiting for Salman. Salman looked at his wife. From the beautiful face of Fira who is sour and flat, Salman knows that Fira is sulking.

Is he upset about Elsa?

It turned out that it was not only Salman who was aware of Fira's indifference. Elsa also noticed.

“Ra, Man, I'm first.” Elsa left the couple without waiting for their answer.

I'm sorry, Ra. I ruined your happiness again. But really, I didn't mean for that. I really gave up Salman for you because I knew forever I would not be able to get Salman's heart, and again, my life is not long.

Elsa continues to step into the ballroom where Alan's wedding reception is.

Outside, Salman is busy persuading Fira.

“Why you baby?” Salman grabbed Fira's waist.

“Mas! Look around the place why the hell.” Omel Fira is upset.

“Why? You're my wife. Want to make out anytime and anywhere legitimate only.” Salman brought Fira's body closer.

Fira turned away as their faces were very close.

“Sayang.” Salman held Fira's chin and directed his wife's face to look at him.

“What is this because of Elsa? You jealous?’ Salman smelled a smile at the face of be-te Fira.

“What the hell. Release!” Fira again threw a face hiding her face.

“Ah.” Fira was shocked when Salman rubbed his neck.

“Mas.” His screech pushed Salman's head away.

“Jawab first or we go home and I'll take care of you!” threatening Salman's.

Fira. He knew Salman never issued an empty threat.

“Why didn't you tell me you were coming home with Elsa?”

“Bareng Elsa and Ardi.” Salman corrects Fira's remarks.

“Iya.iya. But there is Elsa.”

Salman pulled Fira's nose in a fit of rage.

Fira frowned then rubbed her nose which felt hot.

“Because Elsa is not an important thing I should report to you. He's just my ex. Nothing more. And if I say I'm home, then my surprise will be broken and your warm welcome won't be like this afternoon. I don't want what I'm hoping to lose just because of Elsa.” Salman's Subject.

“After all you still don't believe me, Ra. For fourteen years it was only you that I waited for. And at the same time Elsa was always near me. Am I turning away from you? No. gabe. My heart stays for you.” Salman poked Fira in the forehead.

“But now you've got me. Who knows you're bored and mean.”

“Searching for others?” Salman snatched Fira's words and his hand back against Fira's forehead.

Fira complained while grimacing.

“Is this in your head no brain. Why should you think. What if that word comes out of my mouth? Alan's been trying to get close to you all this time, but you still have your love for me. If I told you you could get bored after getting me and want to be with Alan, would you accept?”

“Ya. There's no way I'm so.”

“And you think I can turn away from you that easily?” salman was firm.

Fira. He realized that Salman was not Andre who would be easily tempted.

“Sorry, I'm just scared that ..”

“If I would be the same as Andre? Dear. Lookatme. I'm Salman. A man who has only one heart. And that heart I gave you. No more hearts for other women.” Salman raised Fira's chin. He then placed a thin kiss on Fira's lips.

“Mas, there are many people.” Swish Fira.

“Aish, the bald one is starting to rebel. Go home yuk!” mishik Salman flirtatious.

“Apaan anyway. Enter first! Alan and Anita are definitely waiting for our arrival.” Fira unravels Salman's decapitation.

“But then calm the bald guy! Let's not continue to rebel. Pain nih.”

“Iya ih bavel.”

Fira then shook the handsome man's hands and headed towards the hotel entrance.

In the ballroom, Elsa greets her high school friends who are also invited by Alan.

“Elsa, how can you stay slim anyway? Take care of the body. Afraid of Salman running away?” goda Erika, his old high school friend.

Erika laughed at Elsa's voice. Hearing the two women's crisp laughter, their other friends joined in and told each other stories.

“Alan handsome really yes!” exclaims Regina, the woman who used to chase Alan.

“Fortunately the woman who was with him. Actually I'm no less beautiful with her.” Regina shrieked her body.

“But lose young.” Typal Doni, Alan's friend as well, was met with laughter by the others

“Sialan.” Regina pursed her lips.

“Eh, who is it?” Erika pointed at the entrance.

It looks like Salman entered while holding a friendly Fira. Elsa turned her face to another place while holding down the drink in her glass.

“Sa, that's Salman. And the one next to him, oh my god, Fira. How can she be so beautiful?” erika muttered in admiration.

“Strong acceleration.” Regina.

“Whatever Alan wants to marry. Fira that he is chasing now belongs to Salman.’ Comment Doni.

“So you weren't kidding when you said you ran away?” Erika nudges Elsa.

Elsa just scratched her eyebrows. He returned to his drink.

Salman and Fira go to the temple to congratulate Alan and Anita. Fira is a little nervous when she meets Bu Riya, Alan's mother.

This woman is why she's this elegant now. Graceful and very beautiful. Her aura changed after becoming Salman's wife. And I heard she was pregnant too. Batin Bu Riya while continuing to look at Fira yan standing next to Salman

“Wah, Man. Thanks for coming.” Say hello to Salman Bu Riya.

“Sama-sama, Mom. Alan is married where can I not come. We are one package. Even our taste is the same.”

Ms. Riya just smiled at Salman's words. He did not not not know what the same taste meant, who else was not Fira.

“Hem. Thanks for coming.” Bu Riya said coldly to Fira.

“Iya, Mum.’ Fira nodded respectfully.

They then approached Alan and Anita.

“Happy Bro. Eventually your blunt object will work as well.” Salman hugged Alan.

“Sialan.” Alan hit Salman's back.

Anita's face flushed. Fira held back her smile.

“Congratulations yes my dear sister.” Fira hugged Anita.

“Still, mbak.” Anita returned Fira's embrace.

Then they took pictures together.

Finished giving a speech to the two brides, Salman guided Fira down from the brides.

“Be careful dear.” Bisik Salman's.

They are not aware that many eyes are watching.

“So sweet bangen hell Salman. He treated Fira like a queen. I'm so envious.” whine Regina.

“Eri? Ask sono to be with your husband?” tymphal Doni's.

“Dia? Boro-boro romantic. In the mattress alone directly nyeruduk.” Answer Regina's origin. His friend laughed.

“But the one that's sitting, like it?” erika Goda.

“Like dong, really use.” Reply Regina grinned.

 “That's who?” Doni pointed at the door. All eyes immediately turned their eyes to the door.

Elsa who was sipping her drink immediately choked to see a handsome and cool man who walked dashingly into the ballroom.

“OMG I thought the prince tonight was just Alan and Salman. The third prince came again. Alone, is he still available?” Erika clucked in admiration.

“Raul.” Elsa's sigh while gulping her saliva was rough.

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Elsa is not an actor. Othor also does not like the actor, he wants to make the actor suffer.