Don't Insult Me

Disillusioned

"What's? You've been undercover all this time?" Salsa was surprised to hear Reza's words and immediately stood up with a face as if in disbelief.

"No, that's not what I meant, honey. I can clear it." Reza who had just stepped into the conversation directly ragged.

"Yes, obviously!"

"I'm.I'm sorry, honey. But, I did this because of you. If I were honest about who I am, you wouldn't want to accept me. Indeed, at first I became an ojek in your place because it was my job. I'm a kid who grew up in an orphanage. But, a few years ago, I was approached by someone to do a DNA test. Turns out I'm the grandson of a company owner and my grandfather is dead. That is why all his property fell into my hands, including the company I held.

I've been in college so I'm rarely seen. But, a few months ago, I graduated and was able to lead the company. However, because I love you so much, I decided to remain a motorcycle taxi driver because you would definitely not accept my proposal if I were a rich man. But, I really love you, Sa. If I'm told to choose, I'm willing to leave everything behind so I can live with you."

Reza held Salsa's hand while staring seriously. Seen from the look in his eyes a fear of losing the person who is currently in front of him.

"But you still lie! You just want to cheat me! You're evil, Mas! I don't accept being treated like this!"

The angry Salsa picked up her bag and left her house. Reza chased after him and tried to explain to him. However, apparently Salsa was really disappointed in him. He pulled a taxi and left the place immediately.

Reza immediately called his driver to come. He was chasing a taxi truck driven by Salsa.

Until the moment they reached the Salsa parents housing complex. They look flashy because Reza keeps talking while Salsa just keeps quiet with her flat face.

"Sa, I'm sorry, Sa. I didn't mean to lie to you."

Salsa only stared at him for a while, then looked back straight ahead.

"Cie, cie, you know what it's like to have rice run out, tokens run out, and no money to eat, huh? Cieee, the soul mate of a motorcycle taxi driver." Siti again sneered to make some neighbors also turn to them.

"Rather than your unemployed partner my manager!" salsa's flickback immediately made Siti silenced. He no longer scorned Salsa and chose to go into the house with a look of annoyance.

"Eh, why, Sa? Arraigned, huh? Well, marriage is also new, it's been fighting. Definitely economic difficulties. So don't be arrogant! A proud husband of a motorcycle." One more thing, Ms. Lena also sneered. It seems like he also feels happy if Salsa is hit by problems.

Salsa didn't comment on Ms. Lena's words. He continued walking until he finally reached his parents' house. His parents who saw his arrival with their eyes were immediately shocked.

They came home okay. But why is it like this now?

"Sa, what's wrong with you, son?" the Goddess was confused.

"You know, Buk! Ask the liar!"

Salsa enters the house, while Reza is confronted by his parents to ask for an explanation.

Others whispered to each other and thought that Salsa had stopped due to economic hardship.