Lara's Pieces (When the Ex Returns)
It's Time for Me to Go

“Night why can you sleep on the couch with me, Ra?” ask Ask Askara.

“I only covered your body, then you didn't let me go, you pulled my hand, and hugged me,” Azzura replied. “Why are you sleeping on the Sofa? Marahan with Salma?” ask Azzura.

“Pengin sleeps on the sofa only,” replied Askara. “I leave for the office, yes?” pamit Askara on Azzura.

Azzura just nodded. Askara immediately took his briefcase in the room, then he left the house to go to the office.

Along the way, Askara thought of Salma, where he had arrived. She was worried that Salma was taking the car alone. Despite being annoyed with Salma, Askara this time was really worried. Salma was different this morning. He did not say much, did not protest much about Azzura, and until he forgot to kiss his forehead when he was leaving, Salma did not protest at all. Though every day, before there was Azzura Salma always protested that Askara forgot to kiss his forehead.

Askara tries to contact Salma, but her number is off. Many times throughout his trip to the office, Askara kept in touch with Salma.

“Why not active, Sal?” askara gumam.

Askara tried again, and again. Not in vain, Salma's number is on, Salma receives a call from Askara.

“Hallo, Sal? Get to where?”

“Hallo, Mom? Didn't hear! I'm on the road.”

“Sal, where to?”

“Ya, Hello ... What's the talk, Mas? Not clear! Difficult signal!”

Heather ... tuuutt ....

The phone is disconnected, the sound is not clear at all. Then the Askara phone vibrated, there was a notification of incoming messages from Salma.

“Signal hard, Mas. I'll be here any minute.”

There is a sense of relief in Askara, Salma has given news. At least Salma had already given the news, so Askara could calm down.

Though Salma did not want to talk to Askara alone, he was there pretending there was no signal. She was arguing with her husband. And this was one way she had so her husband wouldn't call her. He didn't want to be disturbed at the event, so he switched off his phone.

“Let's just, I just don't want to be bothered with him, or whatever it is. I even argue with him! I'm tired, am I jealous wrong? I protested wrong too? Shouldn't I be jealous if her husband sleeps hugging his ex-wife on the couch? Yeah, I can't be jealous for that?” salma said with a feeling of unworthiness.

Greetings from his car. He should concentrate on attending seminars. He doesn't want to think about things that stress him out. “I should be able to maintain my sanity. I don't want to go back to being as bad as I used to be when I was with Dimas,” Salma muttered.

^^^

Salma attended a seminar in a star hotel. After returning from the hotel, Salma stopped by his father's grave. His return was indeed in the direction of his father's tomb.

Arriving at the public burial site, Salma went down, and entered the burial area, where she was, he walked down the path leading to his father's funeral with a small basket containing jasmine flowers that he bought earlier on the road when going to the tomb.

Salma crouched in front of her father's grave. He sprinkled jasmine flowers, and splashed water from a small bottle. He kissed his father's tombstone.

“Yes, why is the fate of the Salma household always like this?” salma said with bitter feelings. “Salma scared, Dad. Salma was afraid of not being strong through all this.”

Finished chatting in front of his father's grave, and praying for his father. Salma came home. “Salma home yes, Yah?” pamit Salma's.

Salma rubbed her father's tombstone before returning home. He again walked on the path, until his steps stopped when he met someone he knew.

“Sal, are you here?” ask the guy.

“Yes, from dad's grave. What do you want here? Who wants to visit whose tomb? Oh yeah forget, must have eaten your mom and dad, and your in-laws, right?” salma.

“Iya, and the tomb of Rani,”.

“Yes, he died a hundred days ago, a traffic accident, and I also just recovered,” Dimas replied. Yes, Dimas Salma's ex-husband.

“Oh, so? Yes I have been first,” Salma replied casually, without asking the news Dimas, when he saw Dimas walking with a stick, it looks like his leg is injured.

“Who are you with?” ask Dimas.

“That you saw?” answer Salma.

“You are alone,” said Dimas.

“Ya I'm alone.”

“How are you, Sal?” ask Dimas.

“Good,” replied Salma, without inquiring back about Dimas.

“You deliberately came here?”

“You don't see what uniform I'm wearing? I finished the seminar, then stopped by here,” he replied.

“Over time do not know your news, you are so changed,” said Dimas.

“Yes, that human being should be no change, don't be monotonous. Obviously I changed, I've been struggling with my profession again, and my husband also allowed it,” Salma said. “Yes I'm home, I'll be in the afternoon.”

“You alone? Far away from where you are?” dimas.

“Yes alone, why? I am not a spoiled woman anymore, which should be nothing with the husband,” Salma replied.

“At least your husband dong's attention, delivered the cake, let you not alone. Time between wives just don't want? What kind of husband?”

“What matters, he understands me. No sok-sok’an attention, dear wife, wife can not this and it is afraid of fatigue, but finally married again? That sane? What kind of husband did I say? What are you, Dimas!” Salma pointed at Dimas' chest, then pushed him a little, and he left Dimas.

“Sal, I ask that your contact may be?”

“Don't have hape!” scream Salma.

Salma shook her head looking at Dimas's attitude like that. “Not shameless of her once? Play for phone number? Want what? Did you eat your wife's body? Delicious, right? You were in an accident, your wife died? Karma will work as per his duty, Dim!” furious Salma.

Salma got into her car. He looked at his postel lying in the seat next to him. He from arriving at the hotel, until now wanted to travel home, leaving his phone dead. He did not activate his phone. He doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone. He wanted to enjoy his journey alone, killing the jealousy that from yesterday continued to fill his chest cavity.

Salma arrived home after the crash. He did stop by somewhere to calm himself down for a moment, before returning home, whose atmosphere was not what it used to be. The atmosphere in his house is not as comfortable as it used to be, not as warm as it used to be, and as beautiful as it used to be. Now the atmosphere of the house becomes sad, because the past is back to visit.

Salma got out of her car. Askara immediately greeted him with worry.

“Jeez, Darling ... Where the hell is it?”

“Ya seminar mas, do I pay for the seminar, not kidding?” salma replied casually, not caring about Askara who was so worried about her.’

“Your phone is no longer active?” askara.

“Oh yes, since start the show I off, and forgetfulness until now. Part on free, there is a difficult signal,” said Salma. He did not want to activate his cell phone.

“I want to clean first, Mas,” said Salma by directly entering the house. He saw Afifah laughing happily with his mother, so he entered and Afifah did not greet him.

“It looks like I'm no longer needed by Mas Askara and Afifah, do I have to go? But not Sal! Wait a minute, how is your husband after this. You have to be strong to be here first,” muttered Salma.