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The most understanding man

"Mas! What the fuck. Don't be ashamed" whispered Salma.

"Let him know who I am, Salma." Arrogantly Armand unhappily insisted.

"Who are you, Mr Armand?"

Salma and Armand were surprised and simultaneously turned their heads towards the back. While the man Salma spoke to earlier, immediately retreated and disappeared when his big boss approached them.

"Eh, Mr. Space. Look, sir I missed the inter-catering group, now go home to ride this mini bus, uh forbidden by him." Armand pointed towards the man earlier.

"Ehh, don't you, Paak." The employee was frightened, his hands clenched in front of Space with a panicked face.

"Yes, yes I understand. Continue your work let me handle this." Angkasa patted his employees' shoulders. His eyes that since arriving at the location until now could not escape wherever Salma went, of course knew what happened from the beginning.

"Sorry, sir we messed up." Salma looked down uneasily.

"It's okay, there's nothing wrong. I'm sorry, Mr. Armand, my employee is just complying with the rules. If Mr. Angkasa wants to join the mini bus, he must ask permission from his superiors in the office."

"Sak Angkasa's the boss of all bosses in the office, can dong immediately allow me."

"All procedures are in place, Mr. Armand I cannot necessarily step over his immediate superior." Space smiled thinly. For him a superior must still obey the rules, even though he is the owner of the company itself.

"Alaaah, too complicated. Then how am I?"

"Let me drive, where is Mr. Armand's house?"

"But I'm going to Salma's house."

"For what?" sergeant Salma was surprised. Without asking for and prior notice, suddenly her ex-husband wants to come home.

"I want to see the kids, Salma, naturally dong I miss them. You can't stop me from seeing my kids."

"I didn't forbid Mas Armand to meet the children, but not now!"

"When then? If I ask, you must be having a hard time meeting them, right?"

"I've never made things difficult, but it's already night. The journey home to my house is much, better arrange time next time if you want to meet the children. It could be in the mall or somewhere else." Salma did not want Armand to know where he lived, because at any time the father of his children would come without prior notice.

The two argued with each other in front of the bewildered Space busy digesting what was really happening.

"You ...."

"I'm Salma's husband" said Armand, with his nostrils growing proud.

"We're divorced, Mas" said Salma Ketus. She doesn't want to still hold the status of Armand's wife, "She's my ex-husband, sir." Salma.

"It used to be a divorce, but tomorrow who knows what we're referring to." Armand's hand was holding Salma's waist which was immediately brushed aside violently by her female idol. The fire in the Space head immediately lit up, but he still had to be able to master himself. There were still a lot of eyes on the set watching her, after all she was nothing to Salma.

"Sorry Salma, please tell Mr. Memet I want to borrow the manuscript. Got me missing," Space Pinta.

"Good, sir." Like a rabbit coming out of a cage, Salma ran small towards the director who was cleaning his things. Space requests for him were like the exit from the crush of Armand.

"Where is your wife, Mr Armand?"

"Home home" said Armand indifferently. His eyes were still fixed on the figure of the woman who was talking to the director.

Space glanced in the direction where Armand's eyes looked. The fire in his head was burning with lustful glare from Armand's eyes, "What does your wife say Mr. Armand, if you look at another woman like that?"

"Salma is not another woman, she is the mother of my children. Sooner or later we'll be back." Armand said very sure.

"Ow."

"Sir, said Mr. Memet the script will be sent via email," said Salma with a breath of breath.

Angkasa looked back, he saw the veteran director's head shaking in annoyance.

"All right then."

"How, my Space Man can't get on the mini bus?"

Through an eye gesture, Angkasa asked Salma for consideration. The woman implied objection.

"I deliver, so as not to disturb the other passengers," Space broke up. She knows Salma is disappointed by her decision, but she cannot let Salma face her ex-husband alone. Armand's character is a reckless man and he knows it. As the leader of the company, he is accustomed to facing various kinds of traits and characters of various kinds of people, and he has been trained to master the situation with a cool head.

"Please." Space allows Armand and Salma to walk ahead of him.

Along the way to where the car is parked, Angkasa brainwashed how to keep allowing ex-husband Salma in his car, without allowing to come to Salma's house because of their debate earlier that's what Salma was worried about.

Angkasa glanced at the clock on his wrist, still classified as afternoon if the toddler out of the house. He immediately sent Salma a message and coded it through his eyes.

It is amazing just by one eye work, Salma already understands what Angkasa wants to convey. Is their mind already connected? I don't know hehehe ....

Salma nodded in agreement and sent a message to her sister-in-law who was at home. While Angkasa immediately contacted the person he could rely on the most in a narrow situation and time.

"Arrrghhh! qpdjxn2yqjs!" Emran grumbled in annoyance while jumping around indistinctly and hitting the air empty-handed as soon as he received a message from his superior. How not, after replacing Angkasa from a drab series of meetings, he who just got off the car with a shadow of being able to relax on the weekend should receive an assignment without an extra salary.

Emran re-entered the car and turned the steering wheel out of his yard, with his mouth constantly nagging indistinctly.

"Eh, the lady in front. Let me and Armand in the back" said Angkasa when Salma will sit in the middle passenger seat. Angkasa opens the front door and asks Salma to sit in front of his personal driver.

He certainly will not let Armand freely alone with his future wife in the dark of the back of the car, right?

...❤️🤍...

Hii this time want to introduce my second work, it is also finished the title: It turns out that Love stopped by for those who have not read, the story is light about ABG children but it does not make bosen kok 😁

Love has no eyes, no mouth and no ears, it has only a heart. It doesn't take eyes, mouth and ears to know what Love means, but if you want to know if it's true Love, try asking your heart – Sky Spaces

I don't know what Love is, but I'm comfortable with you and don't want you to stay away. Is that what you call love? - Gita Gempita