Married To An Ex

Rifky Plan

#Married_with_Former

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"Mama Sasa!"

A shrill voice in the morning, the woman who was just about to go to the kitchen stopped her steps.

"Mama Sasa open the door!" The shrill voice this time was louder, with an impatient bang.

"Mama open the door! Silla really doesn't have manners." Typical hoarse sound of waking up from a boy recite.

The woman turned her head, looking at her son who was already standing in front of the door while rubbing his eyes. It seemed that he had woken up because of the shrill sound from outside the house.

"Yes, honey. Mama wants to open the door first, Gino get up straight away. Wash your face and do not forget!" The woman approached her son, then crouched down and advised him before finally walking towards the door.

"Mama Sasa!"

"But baby, this is Mama opening the door again!" tell that woman.

He opened the door, then laughed softly at the stern look on the face of the seven-year-old girl before him. The girl looked at him full of hostility with both hands folded on her chest.

Not until that, the girl went straight into the house by stomping her feet without greeting the host.

"Silla's not so polite!" the man behind her.

"Mama Sasa started, Pa!" a shrill voice came back, making the woman called Sasa laugh.

"It's not polite, son."

"Already, Mas. I don't know who's the same. I understand why Silla is like that." Salsa rebukes Arga before the man scolds his son.

Mama Sasa is a call from Silla, to Salsa. Somehow Silla called him that, but it was as if the custom for Silla and Salsa also liked the nickname of Silla.

"It was us who came early in the morning, Sa." Arga felt bad.

"It's okay, Mom. Where are you going to take all the suitcases?" salsa was confused. The man was carrying a suitcase in his hand.

"I'm going out of town for a week. There's a project out of town, and I have to come there. Not to be represented." replied Arga, which made Salsa nod in understanding.

"Silla I called the nanny, but the boy insisted on not being with his nanny. If he can't come, he wants to stay at your house." Arga explained the meaning of his arrival early in the morning coming here.

"Silla just stay here, Mas. He's my own son, Gino's got friends if Silla is around. The atmosphere of the house is also getting warmer and crowded." explained Salsa. It was as if knowing that the bad Arga was asking her for help.

"Actually I wanted to take her, but this was also her final semester at school. Moreover, Silla often come with me wherever I go, so the school becomes irregular."

"While I was there really had to work, could not accompany Silla for long. Also because Silla is an active child" Arga explained.

Salsa nodded her head in understanding. "It's okay, Mom. Silla lives with me and Gino."

"Thank you, Sa," said Arga sincerely.

"Look easy, Mas. Let's sit down first. Can I make you some coffee?"

"No need. I have to go immediately." Arga refused politely.

"Jas. By the way tumben Mas intervened to work out of town, leaving Silla again. Strange as it is, it seems really important work Mas this time."

Salsa speaks with a specific purpose as well. Because usually the most anti Arga left Silla far away. Especially this for a week. Arga most do not want to go far with his only daughter.

"This is my dream job, Sa. Work with one of the largest companies in the country. You know the company I've developed, hasn't even made the top fifty here yet." Arga explained enthusiastically.

"And suddenly the top companies in the country, asked me to work together. Even offered contracts, really rare luck. Especially for small companies, even large companies rarely get this luck."

"I want to prove to them that our company deserves and is able to work with them as well as trust. That way I have to intervene myself as well." Arga explained with an ever-expanding smile, as if this was truly a great fortune to him.

Salsa listened carefully and felt good to hear it.

"What company is it that invites Mas to work with?" salsa asked curiously.

"Angoro Group. The company is owned by Reon Argantara Anggoro. CEO and founder of many other famous property subsidiaries," explained Arga sparkling.

"That reon is a business role model for me. He's a really great man."

Salsa's smile that had been expanding suddenly disappeared, replaced with a flat face look. Somehow hearing that name his body immediately shook.

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"How are you?" A man with sunglasses perched on his nose smiled faintly.

"The stale stuff I don't like."

The woman who had asked, glared at him disliking and was also annoyed at him after getting such an answer.

The man in front of him laughed, then looked at the woman in front of him now.

"Go to the core."

"Always so."

"Hurry up!" his insistence.

The woman took the glass containing the drink in front of her, then drank it while looking at the man in front of her with a smile.

"Too predictable, dear." The man before him laughed loudly, the sound of laughter echoing in the room that contained only the two of them.

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"What about the Arga company. Reportedly he himself will come here, right?" A man in a black clock suit entered the room, then immediately sat in his seat of power.

"Yes, Bang." The man who had been busy with his computer said.

"I really like the performance. He's really a deft man, no matter from a small company, if he's responsible and determined. It would be mutually beneficial." explained the man.

His eyes stared at his entire study, then glued to the wedding photos hanging on the wall with a size large enough.

"Thank you Salsa?" ask Keno. Reon's sister realized the spirit of the brother.

"certain." Reon closed his eyes.

"If I were Salsa's sister, I would also be gone from your life. Really, men don't know how to benefit you. It's really got a crossbreed of heaven even choose from got again." explained Keno fierce.

His eyes looked annoyed at the brother, somehow the mood that had been good to do work immediately disappeared when discussing this topic.

"That's it."

"That's the pretentious stuff. If you were in my position, you would also be very upset with me. You useless shit." Keno.

"Keno!" reon's voice began to rise.

"What?" sahut Keno relax.

"I'm your big brother, so please behave politely." Reon stared at Keno sharply.

Keno stood up and kicked the table in front of him, walking towards the exit and slamming it down before it actually came out.

"Salsa's brother is alive, Bang."

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"Mama Sasa!" Salsa who was reading the magazine turned to look at the little girl who called out to him. Salsa is on a working holiday today.

"Why baby?" ask soft Salsa.

"Gino's sleeping. I was left alone." Silla folded her hands together in front of her chest with her visibly upset face.

"Sleep?"

"Yes, Mama. We were cooking in the back garden, uh, Gino was sleeping on the couch. It was fun playing it again." Silla took a sitting position next to Salsa and began to tell her about her activities earlier.

"Gino, right, you usually sleep at this hour, baby."

Silla stared at Salsa for a moment, before finally putting her right hand on her forehead.

"Good shit Silla forgot! Should have never asked Gino to play this clock." Silla nodded her head repeatedly, while glancing at the clock that indicated one o'clock at noon.

Silla does know the habits of her foster sister. Always take a nap at this hour, never absent anyway. Napping was a necessity for Gino.

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Gino, Silla and Salsa spent time watching the two children's favorite cartoon, until finally the ringing of the phone from Salsa's phone made Gino call it.

"Mom someone called!" his yell.

Salsa shook her head, then chuckled.

"Mama's next to you, honey. Don't scream!" salsa Reprimand.

Gino laughed softly revealing his milk teeth. "Sorry Mama, the phone call's ending upsets Gino's show."

"Yes, Unfortunately, Mama. Mom pick up the phone, don't fight. Remember!" Remember to the two children who were staring at him.

"Ready Mama!"

"Ready Mama Sasa!"

Salsa moved away from them to pick up the phone from the unknown number.

"Hello?!"

"Right be Salsa's sister? The Arga Wiranto family?" the voice of a man interrupted Salsa, leaving the woman confused.

"Yes, sir."

"I want to say that, Arga Wiranto had an accident." In that instant, Salsa's heart immediately beat fast with flowing cold sweat. His shadow of mass, fear, and worry were clearly visible from his face.

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What do you think of this part?

Make the waiting Reon Salsa meet, continue to unite. Sorry not that young, yeah. There are still many beautiful conflicts waiting.

The bawel is awaited!