THE BRIDE'S REPLACEMENT FOR MY BROTHER
55. Of Salma

Salma gave a faint smile welcoming the arrival of Almira, transformed into a good girl filled with drama because he remembered correctly he had asked Almira to resolve his curiosity on the figure of Hana Araya who turned out to be no one Alfindra.

"Mir, you make a drink for your husband. You see auntie again to the market, the kitchen is over there," Silvia pointed.

"Yes, ma."

Salma smiled widely, she could see clearly if Silvia was not too fond of Almira and it facilitated Salma's plan to get rid of her.

"Where's Zion, Ma?" salma asked and then moved uncomfortably.

"Why baby?" ask Silvia worried.

"Eh, I just want to go to the toilet actually," said Salma.

"Near the kitchen there is also a toilet if you go to Zion's room. Today he came out for a while maybe half an hour to go home" explained Silvia Salma.

Alfindra was busy examining Madel's report on the plan to move back to the mansion. Despite not buying a new house, Alfindra wants some parts of the mansion changed.

"You're really in love with Alfindra hehe Miss Almira?" Salma grinned broadly at Almira who was making a drink in the kitchen. The movement of his hand stirring the coffee came to a halt hearing a familiar voice behind him.

"you reckon? Are you still shameless among us? Do I need to show you how much my husband loves me?" almira replied cynically, he really did not want to serve Salma, the type of shameless man that really made him sick.

"Then, let's see how sweet she is if I suddenly push you and make you lose a baby-to-be" Salma sighed emotionally. However, in his heart he had other plans to make both of them misunderstand.

Almira cuek, he chose to put the coffee cup into the tray and will soon go from there. It was better than serving her husband's ex-lover.

Unexpectedly, Salma grabbed the cup and placed it on her own body and slammed the cup onto the floor until it broke apart.

TARR....

The noise of the kitchen certainly made Silvia and Alfindra turn and look at each other.

Salma grinned widely, staring at the fierce Almira triumphantly.

"What's this?" tanya Silvia then squealed when she saw the look of Salma hit by coffee flush.

"Oh my goodness, Salma," the strangler was surprised.

"Tante, I don't know what my fault is but Almira,-"

Silvia turned her head towards Almira who was still frozen on the spot.

"Why Al?" Alfindra followed then worriedly approached his wife.

"He threw me a cup with his hot coffee, Fin!" cut Salma.

"What's that, Mir? You threw him a coffee?" asked Silvia coldly.

"Yes aunty, obviously she's mean to me. He's afraid I took Alfin away from him when we were just. Now there's Bang Zion for what I'm like." It was not Almira who answered but Salma.

Almira only sighed harshly, restraining emotions. She must not vent anger that can affect her baby, Almira must remain calm.

"Mir?" Alfindra looked at him fixedly, demanding clarity.

Silvia shook her hands, "take your wife home, Fin!" decreed immediately.

"Mas don't believe me?" almira's backlash made Alfindra stir uncomfortable.

"It's not so, Mir. But reality?"

"The truth is that his shirt was dirty with a coffee spill? Indirectly, Mas asserted that I did it intentionally, right? What if I told you he spilled my coffee on his shirt and threw his own cup on the floor? What do you believe?" fierce Almira.

"Salma is not that kind of person, I know her well!" doubt Alfindra.

"Then? You think I did it, Mom? All right, I'll go home by myself. Excuse me!" ketus Almira put the tray. Gegas left Alfindra, Silvia was also the lang there.

Almira grabbed her bag and left without waiting for Alfindra to come after her. He is not the type of woman who will whine for pursuit, it is quite disappointed to be a wife without trust.

"But tan, why should it be pursued?" lamented Salma.

Silvia only raised her eyebrows for a while then switched the conversation.

"Tante will ask Zion to bring you a shirt" Silvia said.

***

Alfindra followed his wife out, but Almira was too quick. He tried to contact Almira but was not appointed.

Returning languidly inside, seeing Silvia and Salma silence each other awkwardly made him astonished.

He threw his body on the sofa, "later Almira will return when his heart has subsided!" obviously Alfindra before the mother asked.

"Would you wait for him to come back? Fin, the pregnant woman's feelings are so sensitive. Pursue him" cried Silvia. He asked the child to bring his wife home because it was not good for Almira to meet for a long time with Salma who incidentally is former.

"Tante's kok?" Salma did not understand, she felt Silvia changed.

Klekk...

Zion came, carrying the clothes as Silvia ordered though lazily.

"Sadly, the future fathers of his face were so tangled," cried Zion after looking at Alfindra's face.

"I'm home, Ma." Alfin pamit, he did not respond to Zion's joke. Maybe his words seemed to accuse Almira, but how Almira's explanation also makes no sense.

"Why the hell, Ma? What is it about tense gini?" ask Zion.

"Almira nyiram Salma uses coffee, the clothes are all wet," Silvia pointed at Salma.

"It's impossible, Ma! It could be because it accidentally hit or,-"

"Yes yeah? Did you accidentally sprinkle the cup and spill it?" silvia made Salma instantly grimace.

"Maybe I'm overreacting to accuse her of auntie" he said.

"Ck ck ck drama start," inner Zion. Whether since meeting Almira his love for Salma lessened, his eyes widened to see the world that the beautiful woman in this world is not just him.

"Small, check cctv," suggested Zion.

GLEKKKCU...

***

Almira continued to walk without direction, he deliberately entered a small street so that Alfindra could not find himself. Almira was disappointed, for him there was no household use without trust.

"You know Salma well, Mom? Hahaha how funny, you know him so much that you don't know what kind of person I am? I'm not a person who is easily provoked by something I hate" he murmured softly. Almira even puffed up to look at the sky so that the clear liquid at the end of the eye did not fall even though honestly inwardly eager to cry spilled everything.

He continued walking until he finally decided to stop at a small house.

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Zion stared seriously at the laptop workspace connected with the cctv of the entire house. Silvia to close her lips so inimical with the desperate behavior of Salma. That girl? Even he balked under the pretext of an emergency work call to avoid.

"Mama see, compared to Alfindra's current wife. Salma is evil, I'm just wondering. Why did you go crazy about him" cried Zion.

"But Zi, however, you must account for what you did to her!" kekeh Silvia's.

"Yes knows. But what if I'm not pregnant?"

PLAKK...

"Yes you still have to marry her, turn her into a good woman." Silvia left Zion just like that. Salma's crimes certainly can not be used as an excuse for Zion to run from responsibility.