Just take him for you
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"Oh, so. Thank you, Bik." Salma smiled stiffly, then turned around and returned to her room. He should not have to be angry or disappointed, but he could not shake the feeling of not being accepted in this house.

Salma continued her delayed work with a hanging feeling. He feels alien in the house that should be the most comfortable place for him.

'You are a stranger, Salma. Not even 24 hours you become a resident of this house. Bik Yut and Mr. Romli even lived here first. Set aside your ego flavor!' Sarah cursed herself.

It wasn't dark yet, but Space was back home. The man smiled broadly even though his face looked tired. His arms opened as soon as he got out of the car. Salma lost quickly to her two children. The twins immediately scattered so papa continued crouching to welcome them.

"What other day?" Angkasa carried the two at once in his right and left hands, while Salma's briefcase carried him in.

"Watch Pololo!"

"Main Pusel!"

Cakra and Candra scramble to report.

"Happy?"

"Within!"

"Good Boy, have you had a bath yet?" Both of them shook their heads. Space lowered the two who directly ran towards the bathroom.

"Have you taken a shower yet?" The Space Hand turned to his wife. He whispered in Salma's ear while hugging from behind.

"It." Salma squirming blushed.

"Want to take another shower?" whispered Space.

"Make what?"

"Friend me." Space led his wife into the bathroom in their room.

"I bring news for you," said Angkasa as they sat together to enjoy dinner, "Our film tonight will be aired in all theaters throughout Indonesia simultaneously."

"really?" Salma raised her eyes but soon she covered her face in embarrassment. He could not imagine their kiss scene would be watched by millions of pairs of eyes.

"That's when I will introduce you to the public as my wife. You ready?" Space clasped his hand.

Salma smiled, but as soon as the corner of her eyes caught the closed brown door at the end of the room her smile slowly receded.

"After that, I hope you refuse any offers to fill the show."

"Why?" Salma's gaze shifted from the brown door to her husband's face.

"I want, my wife only I see." Salma hesitated.

This situation is like de javu for him. Armand said the same thing when they got married. A sweet and hopeful word. At that time she was full of love, so what came out of the words of her ex-husband was an order based on affection in her ears.

"What are you worried about?" As if she could read hearts, Angkasa asked her.

Salma folded her lips before expressing her heart, "Did Mba Debby not work?"

Angkasa was surprised, but with his ability to quickly master the situation he replied, "No. Only he helps his mother in the fashion field."

"Ow." Salma nodded her head.

"Are you afraid of getting bored? Want to find a busy?" Space asked carefully.

"I've been exploring my work not just to make a living, but it's my passion."

"Ow, do you want a career as an entertainment?" This time it was Space that nodded faintly. His hand took off Salma's grip.

"Eh, not really. Mm, it's okay to find another activity if Mas Asa won't let me work that way." Sensing the change of her husband, Salma uttered her words quickly.

The smiling space. He patted Salma's hand, "Alright, we'll talk again."

That simple night talk, made both of them feel there was an invisible boundary. Angkasa and Salma each try to keep each other's hearts. It makes both awkward and rigid in speaking and acting.

Like last night, tonight also the two have a husband and wife relationship despite the discomfort due to previous talks.

"Some."

"Did they treat you well?"

Salma remembered Bik Yut reprimanding him as he was about to open the warehouse door, "Yes."

"If there's something stuck, tell me."

"Mas Asa too, I hope we're open to each other" Salma's fishing rod. Angkasa only smiled and nodded small, then the man grabbed him and immediately fell asleep.

The next day, the curious Salma tried again. He brought down his household supplies that he had brought from where he used to live.

"Bik, this stuff I don't need to use yet. I want to keep it in the warehouse. Can you help me?" Salma was ready to stand at the door, waiting for the domestic worker to open the door for her.

He did not want to be judged presumptuous to open the door himself, especially yesterday he was like forbidden to go inside. Now he wants to see if it's true or if it's just his own bad thoughts.

"Good, Mom. I'll save it." Instead of opening the door, Bik Yut took over the goods from Salma's embrace.

"Why not now, Bik?" salma asked as she was being carried away from the brown door.

"I'm still bothered, Mom."

"Yes, let me do it." Salma was about to grab the door handle, but Bik Yut's voice stopped her.

"In the mess, Mom. Lots of dust." Bik Yut could not hide his panic.

Once again Salma relented, he went back up with an increasingly disturbing curiosity. As she was going back down to the ground floor, she saw Candra walking in and out of the room one to the other calling her twin name.

"Who's looking, Candra?"

"Mac."

"Maybe the same Mba Narti in the back garden."

"Enda, Mba Narti is also looking for Cakla. I'm like Cakla playing cat cat catch mouse, but Cakla doesn't know where. I called from earlier Cakla didn't answer." The boy's eyes began to dew.

Instinct as Mother said something was wrong, Salma immediately looked for Narti while calling Cakra's name.

"Narti, where's Cakra?" Salma found Narti in the back garden with a panicked face.

"I'm also looking, Mom. Sorry, we were playing hide-and-seek but I couldn't find the Cakra hiding where."

Salma ran around the house calling out the name Cakra. Candra and Narti also searched every corner of the house. The bed, the wardrobe, the pool, every room did not escape their search.

"What's up, Ti?" The new Bik Yut came from the minimarket, astonished to see the panic that occurred inside the house.

"Cakra doesn't know where, Bik. Did he come with Bibik to go to the minimarket?"

"No, I go alone." Bik Yut's answer further added to Narti's face.

"Don't." Bik Yut walked quickly towards the brown door room.

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