Only I Love
80. S2-3

Salma was stunned to see who had just spoken. The man was still focused on the boy he had just scolded. Instantly, he remembered the child he had once born.

Salma again turned her body to look at the child who was bowed was being persuaded by the owner of the stall. His hands were shaking to reach the boy. However, before his hand arrived, the child was pulled by a man who was none other than the father of the child.

"Sorry, Mom. Why is my son suddenly moody?" tanyakanya.

The owner of the stall glanced at Salma and without a word, the man understood that the cause of his gloomy son was the woman. For a moment, there was a rough gasp, as the woman who made her son moody continued to bow her head. He could not see his face, and chose silence because it was impossible for him to scold a woman in public like this.

"Baim, it looks like we're leaving. We're snacking somewhere else" he said, persuading the gloomy boy. His hands actively rubbed Baim's head, and the boy nodded his head several times.

The boy nodded his head. He immediately reached his father's hand and they went to the vehicle parked in front of the stall.

After making sure their steps were away, Salma held her head back. His eyes twinkled at the figure of the boy who was joined by the man he had cast out. His eyes turned to the feet of Syauqi who had once been said to be paralyzed, but had now walked like a normal human.

His gaze turned to his own feet, which had a disability for the rest of his life. "Looks like God showed me that He loved me." Salma's lips are filled with meaningful smiles.

He also wanted to chase the two men. However, he soon realized, he was currently holding a baby who felt comfortable in his arms. He turned his head to look at the owner of the stall who had been a passive spectator.

Quickly, he released the jarit, which tied the baby to his shoulder. Salma approached the owner of the shop earlier.

"Please hold on a second, ma'am. I'll be back."

Without waiting for the approval of the owner of the stall, Salma stepped on his feet despite still stumbling after the two figures earlier. He saw the father and son entering the car, making his eyes open even wider.

"Wait on! Wait!" salma tried to stop them.

However, alas, the car had moved with no intention of waiting for the limping humans who were constantly trying to chase after them.

"Yeah! Baaang!" Salma quickened her pace trying to chase after the car.

"Yeah!" Salma continued to shout hoping for her voice to reach Syauqi's sense of hearing.

But of course not. Syauqi focused on staring at the road and continued to drive away from the place. Making Salma unable to pursue them anymore.

"Bang, are you handsome again? Are you healthy? Why never look for me? If you're back handsome, maybe I'll never marry that son of a bitch!" he put on a big face.

"I have to find him! I'll get it back soon."

Salma walked trying to follow the direction of the car. Without realizing it, he had now forgotten something.

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"Abi, Baim wants that one." Syauqi's eight-year-old son this time pointed to one of the chocolates in the egg-shaped box in front of the mini-market cashier of a million people.

"Take it," said Syauqi, not forbidding his son to choose what he wanted.

"Bi, those are the mothers who were angry with Baim earlier," cried Baim hiding behind his father.

"Then anyway? We've gone quite far from the stall just now. There's no way he's following us all the way here, is he?" syauqi said trying to reason.

"Yes, Bi. Those were the bad mothers. Baim was scolded by her," ringis Baim hid himself behind Syauqi.

The woman realized, the car owner had noticed her behavior. He looked nervous, and returned to his face.

"Sorry, Mom. Are you really the woman in the stall?" ask Syauqi to do point.

Salma's gaze wildly stared at the tile arrangement of the mini market parking lot, feeling a little confused, thinking of what kind of answer he should give.

"If it's you, what's your motive for following us?" ask Syauqi back. This time, his voice sounded cold.

"Ah, I-I want—"

"Why is Mom scolding my son?" Syauqi again threw out his anger, not giving the woman a chance to speak.

"Sorry" he said slowly.

"What?" syauqi asked with her voice quite suppressed, and tried to put up her hearing well. In his ear, still attached a small black object, a hearing aid that he has been using since a great accident that almost took his life.

Salma raised her face. Syauqi looked quite surprised to see back the face of the woman who gave up a baby who kept crying in the moment when she could do nothing.

That expression of shock, gradually turned into a cold gaze. "Oh, is that you?" he said it sharply.

"W-what's up, Bang?" Salma became nervous because of the gaze given by the man she had chased to the point of throwing away this self-esteem. After that, his gaze turned to the child who had been hiding behind him ever since.

"Is he our old son?"

Syauqi sharpened his eyes, momentarily glancing at the son the woman had thrown away. "Our son? Do you remember having a child?"

Salma chuckled, putting on her clumsy face. "You're not kidding, which mother can forget the child who lived in her womb for nine months?"

"Abi, what does that evil mother mean?" baim whispered, still hiding behind his father's body.

"Son, this is your Ummi, son. Come out of your hiding place!" salma said, trying to persuade Baim.

Baim closed both of his ears shaking his head quickly. "No! Baim doesn't want Ummi like you!" his yell.

"Ummi Baim is a good person, like Auntie Ala," Baim said.

Baim's statement, made Salma stunned. "So, as long as we're apart, you go back to Ala, Bang?"

"Then, what do you want?" ask Syauqi.