Only I Love
79. S2-2

The man who was none other than her current husband, pulled the veil of Salma roughly. "You dare lie to me, right? Quickly hand over the money you got! Otherwise, you'll be the one I'll make my money from!" The man pushed Salma hard enough, he didn't care if there was a little baby hanging in his carrier.

Luckily, Salma managed to control his balance, so he survived without falling and without impact.

"Why are you so bad?" salma's cry stared, Riko, her husband.

"Evil?" Riko looked at Salma with her cynical smile. He approached and clamped Salma's chin violently.

"You're saying I'm evil? Then what are you, huh?" The clasp was released and Riko turned her back to Salma.

"I thought you were a godly woman who could take me to heaven. However, as it turns out, you are no different from the woman j*l*ng!"

Salma gasped to hear the insults so vividly hurled by her husband. "If you don't love me, why don't you let me go? Just talk! Get me out of your hands!"

Riko turned her body back to stare at Salma loudly. "Release you?" His lips smiled cynically. "No way! We're going to hell together!"

Riko stared at the cans of sussu that he had thrown. One eyebrow went up and momentarily glanced at the crying Salma hugging his son. After which, he quickly pulled the bag and took out the two still-sealed objects.

"Hmmm, this is expensive. Could be sold again." Riko left the kitchen and immediately pulled the t-shirt lying on the floor. He put it up and went with the bag.

"Where are you going?" Salma tried to catch up and resist Riko's steps.

"It sells for half the price in a neighbor's house must sell hard! You shut up! Don't wait for me!" Riko passes by and lets Salma and her son cry because of her actions.

The cry of the baby girl in her arms is becoming more and more. Salma noticed and rubbed the baby's back.

"Sorry, Son. You must be hungry? Ama's gonna make sussu for you."

Salma went back to her kitchen. There is still one can left that has been opened earlier. Salma immediately repeated the process of making sussu on her child's bottle. When the pacifier has entered the mouth of the baby, the cry subsides instantly. Salma breathed heavily.

"Oh, God. Why are you so cruel to me? What wrong? Why does this have to be the path you gave me?" she said in sorrow.

However, lucky ... There is still one can of sussu that he can give to the baby. But it certainly won't last long.

Crackling

"How is this?" Salma rubbed her stomach. He checked the rice cooker on the dinner table. It turns out everything's over. None remained even one or two grains of rice.

Salma looked at the rice cooker with nanar. "Fucking husband! He spent it all without leaving a single shred of it for me!"

Salma's body withered instantly. "What should I do? Where else would I go to find food?" the ringis held the hunger.

Salma returned to her home with shaken footsteps. Since the accident with Syauqi, he can no longer walk well. The little girl who was used to her condition, was not disturbed in the slightest in her sleep.

He walked to the stall where he used to go. "Sister, I want more rice debt. If I had the money, I promised I would pay it immediately" Salma said half forcefully.

"Other debt?" The owner of the stall glared at him doubtfully. He immediately opened the bon note in Salma's name.

"Your debt from one month ago you never paid! This brave time you're in debt without shame?"

"Come on, brother. Just one kilo? I promise that if I have the money I'll pay the debts." This time, Salma's tone of voice became lower.

A car stopped right at the shop. A little boy came down and half ran into the stall.

"Don't run around in people's stalls!" said a man coming out the steering wheel.

However, the little boy did not hear his father's words. He kept going and tried to choose the snacks he wanted. Next to the mothers arguing with the shop owner, the boy saw his favorite sausages and sweets.

Without a second thought, the boy slipped and tried to pull the jar containing snacks that looked delicious in his eyes. However, a hand pulled his shoulder violently.

"This little boy doesn't have any manners? Can't you see I'm talking to him!" he pointed towards the owner of the shop.

Baim, the young boy was subjected to harsh treatment. "Sorry" he lowered his head.

"You're not taught this by your mother? If anyone talks, don't pass between them?" said the mother who held the baby did not care about the tone of her voice was heard all the way across the street.

"Heh, you! Don't get mad at him! He's my customer! If you scold her, she won't shop in my stall anymore." The owner of the stall approached Baim, looking at Salma sharply

"You all right, son? What are you buying?" his tan turned softly to Baim.

Baim is still bowing his head.Baim was stunned because of the extraordinary surprise of the woman who carried this child. For a moment he glanced at Salma who had just scolded him.

"Baim, what's wrong with you?" ask the man who just entered the shop.

Salma reflexively twisted her body, because she heard a voice that she memorized.