
They enjoyed Salma's cake while talking. Dimas felt Salma was different now, when he was praised, Salma was immediately proud, even looking happy. Now, Salma tends to be indifferent, ordinary attitude, even Salma added ketusunya.
“Mother, Salma, I said goodbye first, huh? I'm going back to the office,” said Dimas.
“Yes there, do not challenge your boss as good as his eel just left the office?!” salma.
“Salma ... How to talk?” reprimand Bu Mila.
“Ya is indeed Dimas arbitrarily ninggalin office, later the office turn there is a problem what is wrong with its employees? Or later find a wealthy investor on the condition that he must marry his daughter? Hah ... basic!” seloroh Salma's.
“Sal ... What do you say? Don't so? Salma who I know is not like this,” said Miss Mila.
“Perhaps the Salma that is now contaminated with the attitude of the evil man who is pretentious, who is pretentious, huh? Yes, like Dimas, for example, just like my ex-husband, who does not know he is still in Singapore or his wife is dead!” salma.
If you remember being hurt by Dimas and Askara, Salma suddenly changed his speech. Dimas knows, Salma is still hurt because of him, until now Salma is still discussing it.
“I'm not going to talk about what's gone by, Sal. I've been trying to shut it all down. You can be angry with me, please do what I want, so do not reveal the past, which even adds to the wounds in your heart. Cover all those wounds, Sal. You must be able to cure it in your own way, do not remember, do not discuss it again, because you will be sick yourself, Sal,” said Dimas.
“Ya.” Answer Salma briefly.
“I said yes, Bu?” Dimas kissed Mila's hand. “I'm back at the office, yes?”
“Hmmm .. be careful,” Salma replied.
“Can I bring the rest of the cake?” ask Dimas.
“Bring it up,” Salma replied.
“Be careful yes, Dim?” said Miss Mila.
“Iya, Ma'am,” replied Dimas.
After Dimas left, Salma sat back next to her mother. He accompanied his mother until the afternoon, because he wanted to go home too he was lazy alone at home. Most also if Salma is saturated, he prefers to go to the tomb of his father, and the tomb of his daughter.
“Sal ... Sal ... You are the same Dimas mbok mbok yes don't be? Dimas it's not good are we, Sal?” said Ms. Mila.
“Then I have to talk how, Mother? Weak soft? Like when I was Dimas' wife? Can't be ma'am! Everything is different. I used to say gentle affectionate because I was still his wife? Now then? I'm ready? Only the pieces of his past are still injured. Then do I still deserve to speak kindly in a gentle tone with him? The one who once scratched a wound in my heart, Mom?” salma.
“At least he's still good, still taking responsibility for everything, Sal. He left you, but didn't abandon his responsibilities, he still wants to give you rights. He still wants to help mom. If the mother needs any help her help, she who came early, she is so appreciative of the mother, and considers the mother like her birth mother, Sal,”, said Ms. Mila.
“He's like that yeah mamang should be, ma'am. It's not wrong that he's still giving to me, helping mom, giving mother's capital, it's all because there's a father's stake in his company. So, he wants to give my rights every month yes no problem at all, want to help mother, want to give additional capital to mother, that is his right, because the shares of many fathers in his company,” said Salma. “Yang already happened already? I now consider Dimas someone else, Mom. It's nobody else. And, I can't see that he still loves me, loves me, then I have to submit, must obey, and must say softly with courtesy. I saw who my opponent was talking to, Mom! My opponent is the one who ruined my life, Mom!”
Salma left the store, she came out. He chose to calm down. The old wound of Dimas, still lingers in his heart to this day, though it is over, and long gone, and Salma also knows the purpose of Dimas marrying Rani for what, but whatever the reason, is, still for Salma, Dimas had hurt her, and he was not kind to her.
“Beneficial is just that, no need to overdo it, especially with people who have hurt us. It does not feel ethical if you have to be very kind to him,” said Salma by driving her car.
“Most in to the grave of his ex-wife? Couldn't he have gone to his son's grave? Most forgot?” salma. Then he got out of the car and into the cemetery.
Salma saw Dimas crouching in front of Zaskia's tomb. Didn't expect Dimas to come to his son's grave, either. He said he was going to the office, but he came to Zaskia's grave instead.
“Papa promised, papa will take care of your mama, honey. Even though your mama is still angry with you, you will never get tired of looking after her, even from a distance. Papa still loves and loves your mother very much. Don't be sad, one day you'll live with papa again. Papa promised not to leave her, so you calm down there, huh? Papa darling Kia. Love you, darling,” said Dimas then kissed his late daughter's headstone.
Salma heard everything Dimas said. Half couldn't believe what he had just heard. Yes, Salma did not believe that Dimas still loved her very much.
“Dim?” call Salma.
“You're here, Sal?” ask Dimas.
“Iya, I just came, you said to the office, how come it is here?”
“Pengin see Kia's tomb,” answer.
“Kia Tomb is clean huh? Are you the one who always cleans his grave?” ask Salma.
“Yes, I come here every morning, this morning I did not have time, so just came here,” replied Dimas.
Salma nodded, then she crouched down in front of her daughter's grave. “Kia .. sorry mama, new mama is coming. New mommy looks at Kia. Kia don't be sad anymore, huh? Mama is happy, mama is fine, even though mom and dad are separated. Kia don't be sad, even though mom and dad are separated, we still love Kia. Kia a strong child, a smart child, surely Kia understands the state of mama now. Now, mama will no longer leave you, son. Mama will stay here again, in the house, we will be close again, mama will come here, see you every day,” said Salma, then kiss Kia's headstone.
“And Kia do not be sad, papa will take care of mama,” said Dimas.
After a long time they clashed with each other in front of the tomb of Zaskia also in the tomb of his father Salma, Salma came home, Dimas. They walked together, heading to their car.
“Where are you going, Sal?” ask Dimas.
“Rome Dim, want some room, last night I haven't finished, I slept with mom last night,” Salma replied.
“Ya be careful, yes?” said Dimas.
“Yes, you are also careful, Dim,” Salma said.
“Sal, night tar can I play to mom's house?” ask Dimas.
“Iya just play,” Salma replied.
Salma got into her car, and she drove home. Salma waved her hand at Dimas who had not yet gotten into his car, then Dimas followed Salma's car, until Salma reached his front door.
“She's a habit, even though I'm used to driving, but if I drive she's always worried, and follow to the destination?” inner Salma.