Just take him for you
Trying to hold on

Tania sat pensively on the edge of the bed after Armand threw her away. Too late to regret his stupidity. Envy towards Salma, opening her mouth to tell lies too far. She actually knew that Space was not as bad as she had told her husband.

So now how does he comply with Armand's request? Being a poor widow, she obviously did not want to. Moreover, the property that belonged to him now, was the result of his own efforts even before he married Armand. Blind love and blind heart make Tania dark eyes. In his head that is smart and cunning, has sparked a new idea.

"We are going to Jakarta" Tania said following Armand who was smoking on the front porch.

"Did?"

"You asked the man to stay away from Salma, didn't you?"

"Yes you know, then why are we there?" chase Armand impatiently.

"I'll try to ask my ex-in-law so we can fill out the catering on the set. That way you can get close to Salma and tell her about Space, and I'm the other way around."

Armand's brows were linked not understanding his wife's explanation, "You're otherwise what does that mean?"

"I will also influence Angkasa so as not to get too close to Salma," Tania said nervously. There was another plan behind his words, and he did not want Armand to know the purpose behind his suggestion.

"Smart you," Armand chuckled happily.

"If Salma had heard your words, would you have married her again?"

"You mind?" challenge Armand while exhaling his cigarette smoke.

"Every woman doesn't want her husband to remarry, you moron!" sumpat Tania growled.

"Well, why did you force me to marry you?" Armand's laughter exploded, he stood up and left Tania standing on the porch alone.

"Fuck! Just look at it later," sizzled Tania.

Meanwhile on the set that had only walked twice, Salma sat alone holding the script. Filming at the beginning of the story at this time, he still has not met Marcel played by Angkasa. They were still shooting in two different places.

Salma tried to concentrate on the scriptbook in her hands. Kasak kusuk talks on the back bench hung up on him. They are clearly talking about him, said the piercer often spoken very clearly while glancing at him.

"Yes, it's natural for a carbuncle player."

"That's how if the results of marriage, it can't be anything but can play a good role."

"Can be ... Can unbutton," Jane chimed in on her friends' conversation. Laughter on the set.

Not only the cast, the crew who served on the field had been consumed by talk about lying rumors spread Jane. They are only polite and sweet if there is a Mr. Memet or Emran on set.

"Mba, don't get me wrong ah, we pegel loh if you have to take pictures repeatedly," complained a crew who was in charge of regulating the light when meeting him near the toilet.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I'm just the first time" Salma said with a faint smile.

"Ah, new people are also not very gini." The crew grumbled as they walked into the toilet.

Salma bit her lips holding back a cry. He went into the dressing room which was only clad in cloth. Shedding tears and with all his might held the sob. It feels like he can hardly anymore, but if he retreats now his name will be more damaged and of course the Space that has given the opportunity will be very disappointed.

Salma looked in the mirror before her. He saw that there was a gloomy face without light. Her makeup was broken by tears. Cakra and Candra's shadow flashed across the mirror, smiling and calling her Mama.

Salma then stood up and wiped all the tears that had fallen on her cheeks, 'Salma, this is only a moment. It won't be long, you can. You've been so great so far, Salma. You can definitely for Cakra and Candra.'

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