Married Young to a CEO

Trying to find clarity.

The sun has already revealed its light. And Devid is no longer next to Salsa. Makes him feel very guilty himself. Even though he doesn't know what his fault is.

Because of yesterday's letter, Devid is even now more often silent himself. His face looked very pale and dumbfounded, as if there were so many problems in his heart. Even he was completely unwilling to smile in front of Salsa. Salsa often talked to him.

He also did not connect to the conversation. And always divert the conversation. Making Salsa now started to grow furious with her attitude. But he cannot be angry with her. He who had just improved with Devid, he did not want to be away from each other again and angry at each other like a unstable child who was dating unclear. Because for him he is already a household, must be completed well.

Salsa, who was still very anxious about Devid's condition, ventured to approach Devid, who was now sitting comfortably on the sofa, with her eyes blankly looking forward.

Looked at Devid's face that looked red, and it was really creepy. Make Salsa go back and forth, to ask her.

Huff.. Huff...

Should I ask my husband? But I'm afraid what if he snapped again. And then get angry again.

Salsa rubbed her stomach. At times like this he always remembers the content, the more the moon will also be bigger. He can't keep fighting and misunderstanding Devid.

Salsa took a deep breath, moving her legs closer to Devid. And stand right behind him.

I have to ask! Got to! Salsa tried to encourage her heart.

"From who?" salsa asked who was still curious about the letter. She was confused as to why Devid did not give her the letter. Curiosity makes Salsa feel like asking questions and asking Devid. Until he really gets a definite answer.

Salsa held Devid's shoulder, "Why are you just quiet?" tanyakanya.

Devid tries to wake himself from his daydream. Raised his head, staring at the puzzled face of Salsa.

"What do you mean?" tanya Devid flat.

"I just wanted to ask you. But you have to answer honestly. To be honest. But if you don't want to answer now, what do you think. No problem, maybe you need some time,"

Devid furrowed his brows, pulled Salsa's hand, sitting on his lap. Salsa who was surprised he winked at the two said in disbelief. Pulling his lower lip in between his teeth. Resisting the nervousness that permeated his entire body.

"What do you want to say?" devid asked, holding Salsa's hand. "Why are you so nervous? Are you afraid if I get angry with you again?"

Salsa swallowed her saliva deeply, nodding her head slowly. His mouth shut tight. Staring at Devid's face now was as if he had just stared at him for the first time. The tremors slowly expanded to cover his heart, engraving a word of love that was now attached to his heart.

"Don't be nervous, I'll try to mend our relationship. And try never to be angry with you again" murmured Devid, gently rubbing Salsa's hair, wiping the thin strands of hair at her temples behind her ears.

Salsa breathed. "Are you still trying to hide something from me?" ask Salsa.

"Something what?" ask Devid. "There's nothing I'm hiding at all" Devid insisted, trying to keep a smile in front of his wife to allay salsa's suspicions.

"I know, you, baby. What you look like I already know. Although I haven't known you for years. But I'm sure if you're hiding something," Salsa stood up, staring at Devid, who still looked very upset at him. On the other side he doesn't talk to her. But on the other hand, he could no longer talk much or anything.

In every household, we should talk to each other if there is a problem. And we better solve that problem together. You're my husband, and I'm your wife. So the heavy burden is not your own responsibility, forget all your stories and problems to your wife. And I'll try to find a way out together." suggested Salsa smartass. And made Devid raise his head.

Trying to hold back the emotions that almost came out. But he broke his intention. Just because he did not want to yell at Salsa again, because not only Salsa, who later felt in the snapping, but the child in the womb will definitely feel the same way as his mother experienced today.

Devid sizzling cleanly. "All right!" muttered. "Now that you're coming with me, I want to ask you too?" Devid grabbed Salsa's hand. Pulling his hand, walked towards a warehouse where the goods were stored. He she pushed slowly Salsa's body to sit on the chair. And he took a cell phone and some photos that he received yesterday.

"Look at this" said Devid, putting all the evidence on the table, which may have looked very dirty. A lot of thick dust covered the paint of that table color.

Salsa frowned, twisting her two eyeballs to the right and left.

"What's this?" salsa asked, grabbing a photo of herself with Felix in various circumstances back in Melbourne.

What the fuck.. Wh why? Why is everyone still here? Who did this, he secretly took my picture.

"But I don't care anymore about that picture. Just so you explain. What's your relationship with him?" ask Devid who is starting to show his serious face.

Salsa shook her head, not since when her tears had soaked her cheeks. He shook his head in disbelief.

"Darling! I can explain, I can explain everything. In this photo is not what you imagine," Salsa grumbled, grabbing Devid's hand, hugging him very tightly.

"I'm just asking for an explanation. I'm not accusing you of guilt." explains Devid.

Salsa closed her eyes, holding back tears that could not stop coming out of her eyes. "All right!" salsa. "I actually went to the hospital with Felix, just because he met me by accident when I wanted to check the pregnancy. Even he helped me when you weren't around."

"What after you threw me out. So that you can get close to him. Like the one in the photo, so very friendly. Even more friendly than I am."

Salsa pulled the tip of her lips.

"What you say, there is nothing I love most except you. He just drove me to the doctor, nothing more." explained Salsa, grabbing her picture, tearing it up filled with anger.

"The photo is just a trick. And I'm not like that at all. Not now in modern times. Anything can be done. If you don't believe me, you can ask Alan. He followed me home, right. If you still don't believe. I leave it all to God." Salsa said, and Devid grabbed onto Salsa's two arms, trying to calm her, pulling on her two arms until their bodies stuck together.

Devid hugged Salsa's body tightly, gently stroking her hair and back. "I believe, anyways Alan I ordered to go there. Because I know if you can't possibly see me married to someone else." Salsa let go of his embrace

"Now we better find out. Don't get me wrong again."

"Let me find out, you don't follow."

But my time is not small. I have to go back to Melbourne." murmured Salsa. And just welcome a thin smile.

"No problem" he answered. "Now you take a shower, I'll take you out." Devid stood up, grabbed Salsa's hand, lifted her up. Gently pecking the back of his hand.