
They move from one group to another. Not only approaching, they are also many approached by celebrities who just want to say hello or want to know what the new wife of Angkasa.
Again Angkasa was stunned by the change in the way his wife spoke and behaved tonight.
"Why do I feel like you're different today, because of the influence of clothes and makeup?" Angkasa scans Salma from the bottom up to her hair, in a joking style.
"Oh yeah? It's just plain, what does Mas Asa like?"
"Whatever you are, I like it" said Angkasa after a moment of silence.
"I'll go to the toilet first" whispered Salma.
In the toilet, Salma took out her makeup that she had brought from home. He returned to polishing the blush and lips.
"You want to dress up any thick, you can't be on par with Debby." Jeani stood next to him, along with the dye of her lips.
"I'm not likening myself to Debby" Salma said.
"The white dress, the curls, the jewelry you use now are all identical to Debby's. That's what you said you're not equating your position with the late wife of Angkasa? Not to mention how to laugh while tucking your hair behind your ears and accent all that Debby!" Jane laughed amusedly.
"I don't understand the direction you're talking." Salma summarized her makeup and then immediately walked wide out of the toilet.
"Let's see, they're talking about you. They must be comparing you to Debby. In their eyes, no one had yet been able to replace Debby into a Space companion. Including you." Jane accompanied Salma's steps while continuing to whisper something that knocked her mentally.
Arriving at the show's ballroom entrance, Jane breaks away. Salma stood and watched all the invitations speak to each other. In his view it was as if all eyes were staring at him full of pity.
Salma entered the ballroom with her head bowed. Several times he hit guests or waiters who brought drinks and snacks.
"Sorry, sorry." Salma repeatedly apologized every time people rebuked her.
"What's wrong with you, honey?" Angkasa is surprised to see the condition of Salma's dress that looks dirty after returning from the toilet. There are some traces of spills of colored drinks as well as cream from the cake that he stole.
"So it wasn't on purpose that the waiter brought a drink." Salma sat with her head bowed beside her husband. His previous self-confidence was quite high, immediately slumped sharply after hearing Jane's incitement.
"You okay? You look pale, honey. Do you want to go home?" Space looked at him worried.
"I'm fine, don't mind me. Focus on your show." Space slightly rewinded his head hearing the tinge implied in his wife's speech. He decided to give space and time to Salma himself for a while.
"Good night, Mr. Space." A couple of rising young celebrities came to greet Angkasa.
"Good night, how's this happy little family doing?" kelakar Angkasa while standing and greeting both.
"That's fine, Mr. Angkasa. When are we going to be working together again?"
"I should ask like that, do you still want to work with me?"
The three of them dissolved in exclamation, ignoring Salma who was still sitting there.
"I have a new concept with Mr. Arisonang, plan to invite Mr. Angkasa to join."
"Oh yeah?"
"It so happens that he was present, Mr. Angkasa could meet immediately." Brandon pointed at a middle-aged man in a black suit who was being surrounded by the top of the television station.
"Can." Space nodded. A good opportunity that was unfortunately missed to cooperate with the leader of the strongest political party.
Angkasa followed the steps of a couple walking toward Mr. Arisonang, leaving his wife sitting alone.
"Maaa, sleepy." Candra had her head in Salma's lap.
The small head he gently rubbed while circulating his gaze to every corner of the room. All seemed happy, busy lobbying here and there including her husband. No one noticed his presence in that place.
From the middle of the ballroom, he could see Jane smiling disdainfully. The girl seemed to occasionally chimed in on the conversation of the people around her in a graceful and classy style.
Salma laughed at her stupidity. Before attending this meeting, he took the time to open all videos and news on social media related to Debby. It's true what Jane said, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't match Debby to the end of her fingernails.
"Maye ...." Candra raised her head and looked at him softly.
"Well, let's go home." Salma stood up and held Candra. He approached Cakra who was talking to Emran and his lover.
"Where are you going?" emran asked to see his boss Madam taking Cakra out unaccompanied by her husband.
"Go home, Candra's sleepy."
"Wait a minute I'll call Space."
"Don't. Let it be, Mr. Asa seems to be talking about something important."
"But told you to go home first?" Emran pointed at Angkasa who was having a serious conversation with his thumb. Salma simply replied with a nod of her head.
"Alright, let me tell Mr. Sukri to take Ms. Salma home." This time Salma could not resist, because Emran had already walked ahead of him.
"Actually I can take a taxi home online" Salma said when her husband's confidant helped her open the car door.
"Where can it be like that. Cakra comes home first, Candra is sleepy." Emran rubbed Cakra's pouting head as he was forced to join Mama and her twin brother, "Pak Sukri will not have to return, so Pak Asa goes home with me," Emran added.
Making sure the car carrying his wife and two children was out of the hotel grounds, Emran went back into the event room.
"Man, see my wife?" Not yet had time to get close to her lover, Emran has been confronted by Angkasa with a face of panic.
"Your wife and children have been taken with Mr. Sukri" replied Emran without burden.
"Well! What do you mean, where are they taking Mr. Sukri?" Space Eyes bulged.
"Yes brought home to your house, Asa. Why the hell, just how many minutes did not see the wife like she had lost an organ. Basic newlyweds."
"Your report is unclear. Why did he come home first? I didn't pick up the phone either."
"Perhaps because Candra's sling can't pick up the phone, she already said you said you wanted to go home first."
"Ga said something." Space shakes.
"Wow, how do I know. Maybe he doesn't feel good bothering you who's serious about talking."
"I'm home too, then."
"Eh, is the show over? 'haven't been to her dinner yet." Emran held off Space's steps.
"Go on, eating at home with the family is more delicious."
"But I haven't eaten, Asa," complained Emran.
"Yes eat, I go home." Space insists.
"It's not so, but I've already told Mr. Sukri if you don't have to go back because I'll take you home." Emran regretted his suggestion to the private driver of Angkasa, because the driver looked tired and also sleepy.
"Yes, let's go home." Angkasa did not care about the sad face of Emran, he continued to walk out of the room leaving his trusted person was busy persuading his lover not to be angry.
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