Lara's Pieces (When the Ex Returns)
Eleven Twelve

Dimas was disappointed with Salma, who did not meet him last night. Salma also turned off her phone, until Dimas contacted her. Salma's mother's number was also deliberately Salam deactivated, so that Dimas did not ask questions about him. Salma also unplugged her home phone, so Dimas wouldn't call her home. Salma simply did not want to share her story with other men, especially Dimas was her former husband. She prefers to tell her mother about her problems slowly, even though she is shocked to hear the story later, than she has to tell her ex-husband first.

Salma today followed her mother to the bakery, rather than her being bored at home, she chose to help her mother in her bakery. Salma was busy arranging the freshly cooked bread on the shelves and storefronts. He saw Dimas' car go into his bakery yard. Salma quickly arranged the bread on the shelf and in the storefront, then she immediately entered the kitchen, pretending to help the worker who was making bread.

“There can I help you with, Ma'am?” ask Salma.

“No need, Ma'am. Ma'am Salma is out,” he replied.

“Can I make dough? I'm trying to make a cake,” asked Salma.

“Iya can dong, Ma'am? That's the ingredients there,” he replied. “Indeed Mbak Salma can make cake?”

“Ih this mbak, yes can dong? Just look later,” replied Salma.

Salma actually did not want to see Dimas, he prefers to be busy in the kitchen to make cakes. He hasn't made a cake in a long time either. In the past with Dimas, he often made his favorite cake Dimas. Every weekend, she makes cakes for Dimas. After she parted ways with Dimas, she never made any more cookies.

“Kok even make favorite cake Dimas anyway?” inner Salma.

However, Salma continued to make the cake dough. She doesn't care if she's making her ex's favorite cake. Salma rarely cooks when she is married to Dimas, but every weekend, she always makes her favorite cake. Sometimes also helped by Dimas in the past.

“Then, you used to accompany me to make this cake, Dim,” Salma muttered.

^^^

Dimas went to see Salma's mother, he asked Salma where, because Salma's house was not there, and said the maid at Salma's house followed her mother to the store.

“Mother don't lie ah, surely Salma is coming here, right?” ask Dimas again.

“You are, say Salma is not with mom?” ma'am Mila replied, hiding that Salma didn't come to the store. Madam Mila knew that Salma did not want to meet Dimas, so she hid Salma who came to the store.

“Bu, don't lie huh? I think I saw Salma on that shelf over there?” ask Dimas.

“Mistake a look maybe?” answer Miss Mila.

Dimas didn't lose his mind. She knew her mother Salma was lying, because she had clearly seen Salma arranging bread in front of the shelves and in front of the storefront.

“Eh mbak, Salma here, no?” ask Dimas at the waiter in front of the shelf.

“Oh Ma'am Salma? It's inside, in the kitchen,” he replied.

Dimas took his breath away in annoyance, then looked at his mother Salma with an annoyed look as well for being lied to. His mother Salma just smiled at the annoyed Dimas like that.

“Ih mother would lie to me?” said Dimas.

“Why would you lie? Yes Salma inside, in the kitchen maybe?” said Miss Mila.

“Mother, lie to her!” turn on Dimas, then go straight into the kitchen.

Dimas saw Salma who was busy making cake dough. He approached Salma, irritatedly walking towards Salma.

“Sal, why didn't you see me last night? I'm waiting for you, Sal.” Said Dimas who suddenly approached Salma to the kitchen, while Salma was making cake dough. Whereas Salma went back because he avoided Dimas, eh instead he went inside and directly approached Salma?

“You said yes yesterday?”

“I changed my mind, it didn't feel right, I met you at the cafe?” answer Salma

“Gak pantes how, Sal?”

“Yes you know what my status is, right, Dim? What status are you also? I don't want to just say that a widow has met a man?” salma.

“That your mind is old-fashioned, Sal!” hatch Dimas.

“Cuno? You say I'm old-fashioned? I'm just avoiding slander, and avoiding new problems, Dim. If you want to see me, you go home, right there is a mother? So not alone?” salma said with his hands that did not stop making cake dough, and formed small batters.

“You made my favorite cake, Sal? Remember you, Sal? Know for sure I want to come here?” said Dimas.

“Pede once you, sir? People who want to make it, help me make this?” answer Salma origin.

“Do not lie! There is no selling this cake, if selling yes seasonally anyway, not every day there is. I bet you made it for yourself, right?” dimas.

“As far as you are, you want to judge how. Mending rather than talking, help deh,” said Salma.

“Iya deh here I help you.” Dimas helped Salma, he remembered, every weekend always accompanied Salma in the kitchen to make his favorite cake.

“Here I put it in the oven,” Salma said after finishing.

Salma baked the cake for a few minutes, waiting for the cake to ripen, she cleaned up the tools she had used to make the cake while chatting with Dimas.

“Why don't you want to see me? I wait until ten, Sal?” ask Dimas again.

“Yes, did I answer you? I'd rather have a story with my mom, Dim. Than anyone else, especially with an ex. If you want to know yes I will tell you, after all mom already knows?” salma.

“So you and Asakara are already ..?”

“Iya, divorced, Dim. It's been two months, almost three. I just got the divorce papers yesterday, so I came straight back here, I don't want to be there anymore, I'm out of the hospital. Maybe I will quit my profession again,” explained Salma.

“Then Aska agreed you divorced her?” ask Dimas.

“He is still in Singapore, accompanying Azzura on medication. I called him, his phone was off, he just didn't respond to my lawsuit, so yeah quick process, because he wasn't present at the trial,” Salma replied.

“So until now she is still in Singapore?”

“Iya. No news either. Maybe he already knew I was suing him, and now my status and he's changed instead of husband and wife again. Askara's parents, her brother and sister, and her family know I'm suing her, divorcing her, and they know it's legal, but I'm waiting for Askara to call me, until now he has not contacted me at all. Yes it is just yesterday,” explained Salma.

“Expiring once he?” hatch Dimas.

“Together eleven twelve with you! How did you care about my feelings too? You are the same!” salma said upset, then she approached the oven, seeing that the cake was ripe yet.

Dimas just kept quiet, by looking at Salma who was taking a cake that was ripe. Dimas thought for a moment, it is true that Salma said, himself with Askara is the same.

“Iya I did hurt you, Sal. But, I was forced, too, because I didn't want my company to collapse back then, it was also partially stocked by your father, Sal. I had to keep him because of your father's trust, so I married Rani,” Dimas murmured.