
It's also time. The clock on the wall shows exactly seven o'clock in the evening. Salsya came a bit late by about ten minutes. But he still came -- alone.
"I want to see Reza."
I stared intently at him who spoke without further ado. "Mas Reza doesn't exist" I said.
"Couldn't you? Where's she going?"
I'm throats. "I opened your message and I deleted it immediately."
Salsya mendesa* hard. He was obviously upset and annoyed with me. "I-i"
"I want to talk to you" cut me off. "Come, sit in the living room."
Salsya nodded, then followed me in and we sat in the living room.
You know, my mind is on the plate, so I meant to invite Salsya to speak kindly, heart-to-heart, as a fellow woman and a mother. I even smiled before speaking, and I said, "Actually I want to apologize to you for all my rude behavior all along. Honestly I-"
"I'll forgive you if you let me marry Reza. Don't try to be a hindrance to us."
Oh my God, this woman. Patience, Nara. Hold yourself. "That's exactly what, I want to ask you -- ask carefully - please, stay away from my husband."
"No way, Ra. Reza's true love was me. Reza is mine. I'm not gonna-"
"Yes, Mas Reza is married. He's a married man. Soon I'm born, I don't want my children to lose their father."
"You're selfish! I didn't even ask Reza to divorce you. I am also willing to be a second wife. Siri's wife. Why are you selfish to master it yourself? Don't be selfish, Ra."
Hmm. It seems like it's free to talk to you. In any good way you are like this. "Yes, are you unconscious or what? Reza is desperately avoiding you. Don't you feel sorry for yourself having to fall up and chase after her? He's obviously avoiding, yes. You-"
"But Kayla said Reza was just waiting until you gave birth, after which she would marry me. He promised."
As if in disbelief, Salsya looked in shock and began to shed tears. "So, as long as there are you-I will never unite with Reza? That so?"
"Yes...."
"Well, then...."
"Thank God if-"
"I'll get rid of you."
I'm stunned. Salsya's aura changed in an instant. A cold-blooded murderous figure emanated from his face. His eyes looked at me with hatred. A moment later, he reached into his bag, and...
A knife.
Salsya brandished the sharp, pointy-tipped object towards me -- to my stomach.
"The-knives?"
"Why? Hmm?"
"You-you...?"
"You scared?" He started to make giggling laughter. It was clearly the form of the person with the mental disorder that was now in front of me - threatening to kill me.
Oh, my God, so this is the real thing. "Yes, relax. I'm asking you to talk well. Please, we can talk about this with a cold head."
"Slow, Honey. You think I'll always be quiet and always be able to be bullied? Hm? You can do that in front of Reza, Nara. But now we're just the two of us."
The deg!