Ballad First Wife
Under the Protection of Salman

"It's enough, brother."

"New this way. He said he'd run out of my money." Salman looked at me with a smile.

"Soak."

"Yes. I-i know. Because Andre is. What did he say to you that you were trying to make him hot?"

"Is. It's not good to hear." I replied as I pulled Kak Salman's hand towards the cashier.

"I want to know." Salman held my hand.

"Later I will tell you. Don't be here bad."

"Promise yes!"

"M." I'm nodding.

"Nothing you really want to buy? Want to buy some clothes?"

"No brother. A lot of my clothes."

"Bag? Usually women like to collect bags."

"No Brother. That's enough."

"Do you want jewelry?"

"Sir Salman dear, it's yes. Kesorean. Get Ryan late too."

Brother Salman chuckles. He followed my steps to the cashier. We patiently wait for the cashier to complete our groceries. After that, Salman paid for it.

"Come on!" Salman took care of all the groceries without letting me help him.

We continued our journey to the hospital where Bu Riya was treated.

"Let's go in!"

"Salman is sure?" I hesitated to enter. Alan's face was injured. Can I see him hurt again with both of us coming.

"Related. And you also have to be sure everything's gonna be okay." Brother Salman led me in. We're looking for Ms. Riya's nursery.

"Assynnya!" Salman said hello and pushed the door. Inside, Bu Riya was sitting leaning on the headboard. Anita sat on the side of the bed holding a plate. Apparently he was feeding Miss Riya. Alan.he wasn't in that room making me a little relieved.

"Sister Fira, Brother Salman, come in!" said Anita.

We entered and immediately took Bu Riya's hand to shake hands.

"Kok you're here?When's coming?" ask Ms. Riya to Salman.

"Yesterday Mom, sorry I just got a look."

"No papa. How's Elsa doing?"

I looked up at Brother Salman. Yes, Bu Riya did not know that Salman is divorced from Elsa. Alan may not be the story.

"Elsa, she's on medication in Singapore ma'am."

"Oh...what pain?" Miss Riya looked surprised.

"She had cancer Mom."

"Ohh. You are strong, Man. Why didn't you accompany Elsa in Singapore?"

"Because we got divorced, ma'am, four months ago" replied Salman kalem.

"Couldn't you? How can a sick wife be divorced?"

"It's not me mom, Elsa who's suing for my divorce." Salman replied patiently.

Anita and I just kept listening.

"Oh, maybe he thought his life wouldn't be long so decided to split up." Ms. Riya made a conclusion. He wasn't looking at me at all. Maybe for him my existence is not important.

"So you're a widower now huh.mau no aunt mate there son friend auntie? He's a beautiful, well-grounded son, from a well-established family too."

Salman smiled, "I'm married ma'am. And this is my wife." Salman pulled my hand closer.

"Fira?!She's your wife?!" surprised Miss Riya.

"Yes. We were married yesterday." replied Brother Salman, "So we are still newlyweds, please bless Ms. Riya!" Salman saluted to Ms. Riya.

Bu Riya looked at me with a strange look as if probing.

"Did your parents know about your marriage?How did it go secretly?You married siri huh?"

"They know and are very supportive Even they asked me to bring Fira to meet them. And we married legitimately Ma'am. Elsa also knows about our marriage. He even asked Fira to marry me."

Sister Salman's answer silenced Ms. Riya. "Congratulations!" said short.

"Thank You Ma. Mother's blessing makes us more incumbent step." welcome Brother Salman.

I pulled Salman's shirt. I really feel very depressed about this situation.

"Mom Riya, I wish you good health and we beg you to say goodbye, because you have to pick up Ryan."

Salman then shook Bu Riya's hand and kissed her. I did the same thing. We walked out of Miss Riya's room. When Salman opened the door, Alan was about to enter. Alan looked surprised.

"You?!" yells.

"Lan." said Salman.

Alan barged in without even looking at me.

"Thank you for visiting my mom" she said.

"Yes. Excuse me first." Brother Salman took me out.

"You okay?" brother Salman asked when we got outside.

"There's Salman. I must be fine." I replied with a smile indicating that my heart was fine.

Brother Salman stroked my head. "I'm sorry I should have listened to you earlier and we don't have to come to the hospital" he murmured regretfully.

"Duh sholehatya my wife. So the gales want to bite again." Brother Salman pinched my cheek.

"Silver ah. Concerned about people." I lowered my head as many of the hospital visitors' eyes stared at us.

"They're jealous at best because I'm holding a beautiful woman."

My heart warms to hear the praise of Brother Salman.

Let Miss Riya look down on me, what matters is that I am a queen in my husband's eyes.

Unknowingly I laughed.

"Why laugh?Is something funny?"

"No. Just be happy."

"That's donk. Life is short so it should be enjoyed. Don't be sad."

"Every Boss." I said.

"Ready?That means tonight we can enjoy the beauty of living together again?" Salman's brother played his eyebrows.

"Ih want. Let's go get Ryan. He'll lash if we're late."

Brother Salman chuckles. A minute later we were hurtling towards Ryan's school. Arriving at Ryan's school, the atmosphere was already quiet. I immediately got off and went to the security guard.

"Sorry sir, is the ryan still inside?"

"So ma'am, I checked." The security guard came in and came back while holding Ryan.

"Mother and Dad, how long?" grouchy Ryan.

"Sorry, my mother was still looking at her mother Alan in the hospital."

Ryan pouted, he immediately walked towards the motorcycle.

"Kok his bunda dicuekin?" ask Salman kalem.

"Former late."

"Lho's mother has explained why and has apologized too."

Ryan flinching. He went up and sat down in front of Salman.

Brother Salman nodded telling me to go up. On the way home, Ryan is still a henchman and loyal to his lash.

Ryan jumped down as soon as we arrived. When I opened the door he barged in and into his room and locked himself inside.

"Ryan!" I knocked on the door and called out his name.

"Let me. You prepare her favorite food. He must be hungry." Brother Salman grabbed me by the shoulder and pulled me over. I'm according to what Salman said. I went to the kitchen and made Ryan's favorite meal. Shortly after, Salman came out and followed me to the kitchen.

"How's it?" I'm just impatient.

"So soon he will come out. Later you will hear the story yourself." replied Brother Salman then hugged me.

"Sister." I'm trying to unravel Brother Salman's embrace.

"Don't call brother dong, feel brother sister." - Brother Salman.

"What does he want to call?" askaku.

"don't know. Anyway friendly and just for me." Brother Salman buried his face into the recess of my neck. "If it's at home and there's only me, the hijab is removed dong, so easy."

"What looks?"

"It looks like if you want to bite your neck yank. Cook doesn't understand."

I laughed amusedly as Brother Salman stuck his head into the recess of my neck which was still covered in hijab.

"Dad, Mother!" call Ryan.

We immediately moved away from each other nervously like we had just made a mistake.

"Yes baby." I approached Ryan.

"Sorry Ryan" he said. I hugged my son right away.

"Mother sorry."

"Mother not angry?"

I'm shaking. "Mother is too affectionate with Ryan to be angry. Mother is just sad."

"Syan's dear mother despite being married to Salman's father?"

"Of course baby. Until whenever Mother will still love Ryan."

"But Andre's father said that you would love Salman's father more."

I was shocked to hear Ryan.

"When did you meet Andre's father?"

"So Andre's father came to school to pick up Ryan. Ryan did not want to. And he keeps saying that you're on the road with Salman's father and forget Ryan."

I hugged Ryan again. "Honey mother and father Salman is not the way. We went to the supermarket to buy his mother's hand fruit Om Alan. And Mother also bought Ryan's favorite snack." persuaded me.

"Yes, Salman's father had also been to Ryan if the mother is very much the same Ryan. That's why now you also make Ryan's favorite food, right?"

"Yes, dad's right. Mommy made some cooking for Ryan. Ryan's favorite."

Ryan kissed me on the cheek, "Thank you mother, sorry Ryan" he said sincerely.

"Yes, let's eat. Ryan must be hungry, right?"

Ryan nodded and immediately followed Brother Salman who had been silently watching me and Ryan from the dining table.

"Thank you" I said without a voice to Brother Salman. He blinked his eyes in response.

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