Don't Insult Me

Snuggle

The residents disperse with their own stories. Some consider Salsa lucky to have a husband like Reza, there are also those who consider that Salsa pretends to be angry when happy.

Reza and his family entered the house. The goddess knocked on Salsa's bedroom door, trying to coax her out.

"Sa, open the door, son."

"Yes, Sa, open the door. I'm sorry about you. I had to lie because I knew you wouldn't want to admit me if I wasn't poor." That's what Reza said. Made his two in-laws look compassionately at him. Poor Reza who is willing to live hard when he can live well. But for Salsa he was willing to do it for years.

Not long after, there was a sound of a car stopping in front of the house.

"That's Anisa, really fitting. If Anisa's gonna be Salsa." The goddess went straight ahead and opened the door. Sure enough, Aisyah came with Adit.

"Assalamualaikum, Buk, Yah," he said as he slapped his parents' hands. And Adit as well.

"Waalaikumsalam, come in, son." Dewi invites Anisa and Adit into the house. Their son was carried by Ramli. He took her to another room to play. Because his being who can't talk will only make them bother. He thought of mending with his grandson alone.

"Lho, is Reza here? There's Salsa, dong. Where is he, Buk? I miss him so much."

"Duh, how, yeah, Nis. Salsa again. He locked himself in the room."

"Huh? Why why, Buk? Never-never-before-know he's kayak gini."

"For me, Ma'am" Reza said before the in-laws explained.

"What are you Salsa? Why can I snatch? He said you would love him. Kok was even made crashing, how the hell. You know, I'm not going to...."

"Nisa, dengerin dong Reza's explanation. He didn't hurt Salsa." The goddess tried to calm the emotions of her eldest child.

"Yes, we haven't heard from Reza yet" Adit said.

"Salsa was actually angry that Reza wasn't a real motorcycle taxi driver."

"Aren't the real motorcycle taxi drivers? So what, Buk? You don't really work, do you?" Anisa again accused Reza with a still irritated look. Whatever made his sister sad, he would definitely not forgive her.

"Oh, no, Nis. He's actually a businessman. PT FA it, it turns out it's got him. But he did years ago. And because he likes Salsa, he's still a kang ojek because if Salsa finds out he's a businessman, Salsa's a no-no."

"Huh? You're the leader of that company? I heard that company leader's profile has been published today." Adit picked up his phone and looked at his business group. And how surprised he was when he saw that the leader's face was Reza's face.

"You Fahreza?"

"Yes, Mas, I'm Fahreza." Reza nodded.

Anisa was also surprised. It turns out that Salsa is the status of Reza who is rich.

'There's nothing, loved by a rich husband even sulking. I work, ah, ' Anisa's inner self while smiling at Adit.

"Mas, hit Reza, Mas! He dared to make me sad! Just let him know the taste!" Such was the speech of Anisa who was strong enough for Salsa to hear it.

"Yes, here you are! How dare you make Salsa cry!"

Bugggh! The sound of people falling to the floor. Though it was not Reza, but the same leg stomped to the floor without sandals.

"Oh, my goodness, Ma'am, my goodness." It was Reza's words that in the end, made Salsa come out with a panicked face.

"Mas Reza!"