
Jane got off the Space car with a heavy heart. His experience that men never reject, makes his self-esteem and ego hurt. He closed the door of the Space car with a little slammed.
Without saying goodbye, Angkasa immediately started the engine of his car and immediately stepped on the accelerator, before his emotions were ignited because of the behavior of the new artist.
In the car, Angkasa's memory was carried away again at the time of the incident that night. Guilt and regret bother him again. The blood that flowed from between Debby's legs and tightly closed eyes did not open again until his wife went into the burrow with her future baby, continuing to spin in her head.
His eyes had started to blur from being blocked by tears. Space slammed its steering wheel to the curb and stopped at a dark corner.
"Debbyiyy ...." Space whimpered and bowed his head on the wheel.
Four years have passed, but the picture of the night's events is still clearly recorded in his memory. If his wife and baby-to-be were not for any other reason, he might not be this frustrated. But in reality he is the cause of death of his wife and future baby.
At that time the mass media and social media, repeatedly reported the fateful incident as well as the cause of his wife's death. Almost half a year after that he never appeared in public, until the news gradually died down.
Since then, Space has become a closed person in the outer world. His life was only for work and to spend the rest of his life. Unfortunately his work is always related to the entertainment world, can not make him avoid questions about the topic of life partners.
His first meeting with Salma was only by voice. While Salma was still a radio announcer, his wife was a devoted listener of the show Salma was hosting as they traveled by car. When his wife was gone, Angkasa who felt lonely on the way home from the office, accidentally returned to hear the sound of Salma carrying a broadcast on the radio.
Since then he has been a fan of Salma replacing his late wife. Moreover, Salma often sing Setangkai Orchid Bulan which is also a favorite song of his late mother.
'Salma ....'
Space's memories suddenly turned on Salma. He picked up his phone and with trembling hands holding up the turmoil inside his chest, he typed something there quickly.
Salma took her phone from the nightstand. The screen of his phone that lights up in the dark with a clang sound several times indicates there are several incoming messages at once.
'Salma, are you asleep?'
'Sorry if I interrupt.'
'I want to say something to you.'
Space awaits a reply from Salma with anxious feelings. For a moment he regretted sending a message to Salma, but it was too late that the message had been read and it was seen that Salma was typing something across there.
'No, Sir. Can I help you?'
Space repeatedly typing, but erased it back. He was actually confused about what he wanted to say. His feelings and thoughts were still in turmoil, making him do something without thinking long. But the message has been sent, he must convey something so as not to look strange in the eyes of the woman he is after.
'I'll pick you up at nine. We're talking about the show you're about to bring,'
'Sir, tomorrow I will come to the office. You don't have to come here first.'
'Alright, even if I pick you up I have no problem.'
'Thank you, but there's really no need to bother, sir. I will leave on my own.'
After feeling relieved his finger did not care to write something that might make Salma avoid it, Angkasa turned on the car engine and then resumed his journey home.
The next morning Salma was already in the Space office before the man even came.
"Pa-morning, ' said Angkasa slightly surprised. He was a little late this morning because last night it was difficult to close his eyes. Not because of the sadness and guilt of the events four years ago, but the feelings of distress caused by the woman before him, "It's been a long time?" continue the Space mince.
"Just now."
Space nodded clumsily and gave the code to follow him. Salma followed him with a bright and lively face, instead she was with a tired and tangled face. While walking, Angkasa rubbed his eyes to make sure there is no dirt in the eyes leftover sleep overnight.
"Have breakfast?" ask Space when they have arrived in front of the Space Room.
"Already, if you want breakfast let me wait outside." Salma retreated once the Space would allow her to go inside.
"Eng ... No, I have not eaten either. Come inside." Space opened the door to the room wider. Usually enjoying breakfast in his room in the morning, this time he was forced to be patient to withstand hunger. His secretary who was ready to pick up the phone was about to call the cafeteria office, lowered his hand back to see the code given by his big boss.
"Mmc ... Wait a minute, I call Mr. Emran," said Angkasa after a while they sat facing each other quietly and looked at each other.
Space is really nervous right now. He was not ready for Salma's arrival this early. Even he had forgotten to tell the woman to come to his office this morning, because the short message he sent last night should not be that but the contents of his heart.
"Mir, call Emran to my room." Space picked up the phone to call his secretary.
"Sir Emran's going to be in Makassar Pak?"
"Macassar? Why is he there?"
"Seminar. 'And the Asa who asked to represent the company."
Space fell silent and bit his lips in dismay. How could he have planned something. He is an organized person and can control the situation.
"Am sorry. I forgot that Mr. Emran left for Makassar today." Angkasa hung up his phone and rubbed both his hands on his pants nervously. He felt bad as if he could only promise and not look professional, "But calm you don't worry, all the concepts for your show are actually ready," connect Angkasa quickly when you see the disappointed face of Salma.
"Look, you will be hosting a new show that may not have been aired on any television station. Emm, you'll be used to talking and selling on social media, what if you work with up-and-coming social media activists to interview people who are inspiring to young people," clearly the fiery Space.
Salma frowned at the explanation of the number one person in the company. How not, for the class of Angkasa Wiryawan the concept of the event is very unguided and impressed origin.
"I don't understand." Salma shook her head.
Angkasa's shoulders go down. Usually fresh ideas always popped up in his head, but this time his brain was suddenly paralyzed to think creatively in front of this woman.
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Blurbs :
Getting married and building a harmonious household until death separates is everyone's dream. Tsamara Asyifa Gibran. However, what happens if the husband never once loved the woman and has not been able to move on from the ex-lover?
Will Tsamara continue to defend his household with Bimantara or even open his heart to Judithira?