Just take him for you
Bring memories

"Be careful," whispered Bu Laila resuscitated from her shock.

"It's okay, Mom. I'm done already. Thank you for your company." Salma gave her a big smile.

"Surely that's all you want to take?" Bu Laila pointed at the thing Salma was hugging.

"Yes, ma'am, this is just my precious thing" Salma said.

Miss Laila turned inside her own house. Although curious, he is lazy to deal with the Armand and Tania families.

Salma walked closer to Space and Armand. The two men had been aware of his arrival ever since he came out of his old house. From far away Space gave a smile to her, whereas Armand looked at her longing and adoringly.

"Have, Honey?" Salma gave a smile hearing the greeting of Angkasa for her. She certainly knew that the greeting was spoken, because to heat up her ex-husband.

"It." Salma returned Angkasa's smile, then she turned to the man standing next to her future husband, "Good day, Mas Armand, where's Tania?" salma was stale, because he did not expect the woman to come out of the house and join them.

"If this is Tania, will you also ask where I am, Salma?" Instead of answering, Armand instead threw a provocative question.

Salma didn't want to answer that poor question. He again threw a faint smile, in lieu of the answer to Armand's question.

"You still love me, Salma. Is it that heavy to forget me, that you came all the way here to retrieve our memories." Armand smiled happily at the item Salma had brought from their old house.

"Where do you mean, Mas Armand? This one or this one?" Salma raised a photo album of the twins and a beautiful frame decorated with dried flower arrangements.

"All our memories, Salma. Especially this one." Armand's finger along the frame hugged Salma, "Don't make a decision, Salma. I know you still have a hard time forgetting me. We can still be together and repeat it." Armand said quietly beside Salma.

Salma laughed amusedly at Armand's nonsense speech.

"Thank you for the advice, I really appreciate it. If you forget about Mas Armand, how can you. Mas Armand was the father of the twins, just by looking at them I must have remembered his father." Salma held up a photo album of the twins. Armand's smile grew wider.

"This memory belongs to me and Mr. Asa" Salma continued.

"What do you mean, obviously I still remember this flower I gave you when I proposed to you at the radio station. In her happy case, you arranged the flower inside the picture frame so as not to quickly wither and remain immortal." Armand explained in flames. He doesn't want to look embarrassing in front of the sky.

Sarah smiled wider, "The owner of the original flower arrangement is here now," Salma said as she glanced at Angkasa. The man looked amazed to see the flowers that he brought first for Salma, still neatly stored even though it was in a dry condition covered with glass.

"Don't make a new story, Salma. Obviously I gave it to you. There's no way you've forgotten."

"I never forget, Mom. That's right, Mas Armand handed me this flower while I was still on the radio. It was a surprise success at that time, but I was even more surprised to find out the truth that this flower was not Mas Armand who bought it for me. Mas Armand just happened to find a flower arrangement to be dumped in the trash."

"The story of where it is!"

"From me. Thank you for passing it on to the right people. If it wasn't for you, this flower ended up in a garbage can." Space spoke up.

"You're being lied to, Salma! How can you trust someone you haven't known for a long time?"

"No. I'm sure the original story belongs to Pak Asa. Actually, I was also surprised, where did Mas Armand know about my favorite flowers while hearing the radio broadcast, Mas Armand prestige. Right, right?"

"I have my mind. I can ask your other friends."

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The next chapter will be later this afternoon. Come by here first yuk