
Salma got up from her seat, she walked into the room. From the outside, one of his children was heard.
"Candra why, Mom?" Salma saw that Armand's mother was overwhelmed to calm her crying granddaughter.
"Suddenly shocked to wake up, I also do not know why," said Armand's mother. Salma took over her son from her former mother-in-law's arms. In the heart there is a little suspicion, because the children are not the type who easily wake up during sleep. Moreover, his cry was not like shock but angry because he was disturbed by his sleep.
Salma carried Candra around the room, as her lips coaxed her son to be a little calmer. Cakra still slept soundly unperturbed by the voice of his twin brother.
"Salma, I'm going to the toilet first." Armand's mother immediately came out of the room leaving herself alone with her ex-husband. Aware of their status as no longer a couple and Tania as Armand's legal wife outside the room, Salma sets a safe distance from her ex-husband.
"Mas, you'd better accompany your wife outside" Salma said. He said while turning his back on Armand. There were footsteps, but no door opened. Salma gasped as Armand's hand coiled around his waist and the man's chin was placed on his shoulder.
"What the fuck are you, Mom!" Salma tried to avoid. He tried to suppress his voice so as not to be heard out of the room and did not wake his two children.
"Let it be like this first, Salma. Mas kangen." Armand instead of letting go, he tightened his embrace.
"Take off or I scream" Salma threatened. Armand grew bolder, he inhaled the scent of Salma's body that was in the niche of his neck.
"www!" Armand whimpered as Salma elbowed her stomach with one hand, "Sick, Salma," Armand lamented. He sat on the bed holding his stomach.
"Don't be like this, Mum. What you did earlier could be described as an act of abuse."
"You want to complain to me?" ask Armand in disbelief.
"We're not husband and wife anymore, you don't deserve to act like that."
"Fuck all the rules. I still want you, Salma." Armand went back to his ex-wife.
"Salma, your cell phone keeps sounding." Bimo's head poked out from behind the door. His eyes stared fiercely at his former sister-in-law.
"Hold Candra first." Salma handed Candra who had started to fall asleep to her father.
Salma took the phone from her brother's hand. His phone continued to vibrate displaying a line of unfamiliar numbers. Armand followed his steps out of the room while holding Candra.
"Hello," said Salma answering her phone call.
"This is true with Salma, Moon Orchid?" Salma tilted her head, trying to remember back with a voice that replied across the street, "Sorry disturbing nights, maybe you just arrived too" the caller continued.
"Sorry, who is this with?" Salma walked towards the kitchen avoiding Armand who kept following her.
"I, Angkasa Wiryawan. We met at the awards show yesterday."
The deg!
Salma did not expect an honorable person like Mr. Angkasa to contact him directly this fast.
"Sorry, I haven't saved your number so I don't know." Salma's heart skipped a beat, either because he was talking to an important person or there was another cause.
"It's okay, it's my personal number not many people know." Salma got more wrong when she felt she was one of the few people who knew the number of Mr. Angkasa.
"Can I help you, sir?" salma asked quietly as she edged into the courtyard and closed the door that connected the house with the back garden. He was disturbed by the presence of Armand attached as if he wanted to hear the contents of his conversation.
"Yes, Salma I need your help. Next week I have a visit to your city, can you accompany me while there?"
"Boyou want to come here?"
"No, with pleasure," said Salma quickly without thinking first.
"Thank you very much, Salma. Please keep my number so you won't be confused anymore." Mr. Angkasa's voice sounded more relaxed.
"Good, sir."
The two fell silent for a while, no one took the initiative to end the conversation.
"Good, Salma. Thank you," said Mr. Angkasa finally.
"Together, sir." Salma cut off the conversation and hung up her phone first.
"Who?" Salma was shortened when she found Armand already standing behind her.
"Pak Angkasa," said Salma indifferently. He was about to walk into the house.
"Who is he?" Armand blocked Salma's steps with his hand.
"Whoever he is, Mas Armand doesn't need to know" Salma said.
"I deserve to know that there's a man approaching you."
"It's a work matter" Salma said. He impatiently pushed Armand's body to the side.
"Alah, that's the reason." Armand still continued to follow Salma's steps into the house, not caring about Tania's curious gaze. Salma no longer responded to Armand's words, she took the slumbering Candra in Tia's arms, then went into the room.
"Why is Armand doing this?" Salma was shocked as Armand continued to follow himself into the room.
"We're not done talking."
"If you want to talk outside, not in the room" Salma said firmly.
"Why the hell, I'm going to be close to my son too." Instead of coming out, Armand was lying next to Cakra.
Salma grew increasingly furious at the behavior of her estranged ex-husband. He laid Candra down, then came out of the room.
"Tania, take your husband home" Salma exclaimed from the front door of the room.
"What's wrong Salma, Armand just wants to see his kids if you make it difficult." Armand's mother began to cast her voice.
"I didn't make things difficult, instead Mas Armand was already holding Candra. After all they slept, why did Mas Armand come with me into the room?" cetus Salma was upset. His body is still tired after a trip away from the city, has to face the drama of three people source of problems in his life.
"Mas, we're home." Tania approached Armand who had just walked out of the room. Armand was still standing next to Salma, his eyes staring wistfully at his ex-wife. There was a great desire to embrace Salma again.
"Salma, don't stop you from being on TV and forgetting the services of Armand" added Ms. Armand. Salma frowned not understanding what the former mother-in-law meant, "Mom is very happy that you are the same Armand can refer back for the sake of the children. Pity they are still small" continued Ms. Armand. Seen a small smile rising from the corner of Armand's lips, he certainly agrees with his mother.
"It is precisely because the children are young that I must save their future, Ma'am" Salma said.
"What do you mean, Salma. You think I'm endangering the kids?" Armand pulled Salma's hand towards him.
"Physically they may not, but mentally they will be disturbed if living in an unhealthy family environment." Salma raised her face challenging Armand's sharp gaze.
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