
A week later. The atmosphere of the afternoon that should be decorated by a pleasant twilight activity turned gripping because since this morning, Salsa did not want to go out of the room. They get the report from Devi who never saw Salsa out of the room from her coming home.
In fact, the food on the dining table was not touched in the slightest by it.
"Sa, open the door. What's the matter, Sa?" Anisa tried to knock on the door of the room and persuaded the sister.
"Yes, son, what do you want me to buy you," Ramli continued.
"Sa, what's wrong with you, son? Open the door, honey." Dewi also helped persuade the youngest child even though in the end it did not produce results at all.
Until finally, Salsa was out with a very disheveled condition. Her body was weak, her eyes were swollen and swollen from the possibility of crying all day. However, they did not know that that made Salsa cry because she was watching a very sad play to support her current play.
They watched Salsa sitting on a chair. Staring at him anxiously while waiting for an answer from him.
"I'm sad, Buk, Dad, Brother. I'm heartbroken." Salsa finally confessed. He lowered his head while crying sobbing.
"Astaghfirullah, who is the man who dared to hurt you?" anisa asked while hugging him.
"Mas Bagas, Brother," said Salah stammered because of his sobs.
"What's? Bagas's? You're dating Bagas?" the Goddess was surprised. But he knew that Bagas was close to Anisa. Almost every day the man ordered food at Anisa's stall.
"No, Buk. Actually I like it the same Mas Bagas. That's why I want to change for him. I don't want to be a lazy, selfish Salsa. But he broke my heart. Because he likes other women." Salsa continued her crying after she finished telling the story.
"Huh? Who is that woman, Sa? How much he has with you." Ramli looks upset and does not accept because his favorite child was made to cry like that.
"I'm sorry I had to say this. But, Mas Bagas said that he likes Anisa. I obviously liked him first. I'm sad, Buk, Dad, where might I hurt you. I know, surely Big Brother likes Mas Bagas too, right?"
Anisa looks confused and wrong. Actually, Bagas had expressed love to her some time ago. However, she rejected him for not wanting to date before marriage. He also did not want to take the risk because he had just known Bagas.
"What's? So Bagas likes Anisa? You are the same as Salsa. Look at him being sad." Ramli looked disappointedly at Anisa who obviously did not force Bagas to like her.
"What the hell, Dad, why did you turn on Anisa? It's not Anisa's fault that Bagas likes her." The goddess tried to defend Anisa. She was still upset because her husband never changed.
"Yes, Dad, don't get me wrong Anisa. Salahin only I like the same Mas Bagas. I should have known myself. How could Brother Anisa refuse Mas Bagas for my sake. Who am I, anyway?"
"Sa, don't do it, dong. You deserve to be happy, honey. Surely we can do something to make Bagas like you." Ramli still issued sentences that hurt the ears of the Goddess.
"Here you go, Dad, you go. Salsa has changed, don't be provoked again!" The goddess glared at Ramli who was just clucking in annoyance.
"Yes, Dad, don't think so. Where might I betray Anisa's sister. It's okay, really, that Anisa's sister also likes Mas Bagas. Well, Salsa also lives with Bibik, yes, in Bandung. Salsa can't stay here anymore. Salsa will try to forget about Mas Bagas."
All were shocked to hear Salsa's intention to stay with her Aunt.
"Sa, you're talking about it anyway. I'm the same Mas Bagas has nothing to do with. We're just looking at it anyway. Brother doesn't have any feelings for him." Anisa is forced to lie to Salsa so that the girl stops being sad. Although in reality, he also liked Bagas.
"Yes, but Mas Bagas likes Brother. Where might my brother not want to. Mas Bagas is rich, handsome, office."
"No, Sa, I don't like him. There is actually one person I have liked for a long time. He has expressed love many times, but I have never accepted it. Maybe this is the right time to reciprocate his feelings for Mas Bagas to stop liking me."
"Who, Nis?"
"Emm that, Bang Adit."
"What?" They were all shocked.
"Where is it, Nis? Adit's the hauler driver?" asked the Goddess while frowning her forehead.
Slowly Anisa nodded and made them come back surprised.
"Aren't you sure you like him? He's not just an angkot driver, brother?" ask Salsa reflex. Though at this time, he had managed to make Anisa give up.
"Yes, even though he's just an angkot driver, but he's nice and hardworking."
"But, son, you don't have to use this method to make Bagas like Salsa. We can think of another way." Goddesses respond. "And you, Sa, don't force other people's feelings."
Salsa looked down at the mother's reprimand. Not sad, but upset.
"No, don't do it, dong. I really like Bang Adit. And I'm all ripe for marriage, right? Please let me marry her, yeah." Anisa holds the mother's hand to allow her to marry Adit.
Because in reality, Adit never tired of expressing love to Anisa.
***
Anisa drives her motorcycle across the street to meet Adit. No, not in the market, but in a rented house that is known to be the residence of Adit.
He knocked on Adit's door waiting for him to come out. Adit was shocked to death and even almost fainted knowing that his female idol had come to his residence.
With the front door still open, they entered the house and chatted.
"What's up, Nis, why are you here. You know where your brother's house is from?" adit asked while giving a cup of tea to Anisa with her hands still trembling.
"That's not important, Bang. I just want to ask Brother. Does he like me the same?"
Again Adit almost fainted hearing a question from Anisa. Was this woman's head hit while on the way to her house?
"She, aren't you wrong with this?"
"Javab, Bang."
"Yes, I still like Nisa. About a week ago, my brother expressed feelings for you. But, you didn't respond, hehe."
"Bang, if you still like me, would you marry me?"
"Huh?" Adit gawks at Anisa's question which again makes her heart almost dislodged. He saw Anisa's very serious face. He understood that at this moment the girl was not joking.
"This, Brother...."