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It's been two days that Salsa and Jordan have been living in an apartment. What was originally only intended to stay overnight became more because of Salsa's wishes.

This afternoon after work. Salsa remembered her purpose of staying in the apartment. He went to the barn to find something. Entering the room called the warehouse, Salsa closed her eyes for a moment, what disturbed her mind and made her not calm.

Despite the warehouse, the room he was currently on looked neat. The unused items that Salsa keeps in the warehouse are neatly and orderly arranged. Salsa looked at several stack boxes there and took one box with a paper patch ‘Album’. Maybe the box contains a photo album.

“Ternal is still well saved.” He said stroking the box that was old enough. The box looks worn because it has been long but not dusty.

Salsa opened the box and took out an old photo album from there. Open one page from the album. There are many photos of his childhood memories with the deceased. Salsa smiled to find her small photo wearing a kindergarten uniform with in the carrying of the deceased Damar. He looks plain and coquettish in the photo.

“Papa.” A single tear escaped just like that remembering the late papa Damar. From the album to the next page.

Salsa's eyes glared at the photo she hated. The feeling of anger and hatred he felt when he saw the photo. “Mama.” Her great-grandson squeezed the end of the album. “So, mom left me and papa for him.” Further.

Salsa's thoughts go back to her childhood when she was in elementary school.

“I beg you, don't go, ma!” Hold Damar on Sinta the wife. Sinta had already packed all her clothes in one suitcase.

“Least Damar. I've decided this is best for us.” Ketus Sintan brushed off Damar's hand.

“Ma, we're talking about it carefully. How's Salsa, her little maish still need mama?” Damar never stopped trying to keep his wife from leaving.

“I need my life too. I'm sick of living poor with you. That kid you raised. I don't want him to burden my steps if I come with me.” Spicy word Sinta that directly makes the jaw Damar hardened.

“OK. Just go!” Damar let go of Sinta's hand, “Go wherever you want. Never come back to us.” He held back anger.

“From last cake, so, I don't have to waste time.” Sinta muttered happily.

“You don't have a heart, Sinta.” Damar.

Sinta who was about to drag her suitcase turned her head, “I do not have a heart so do not stop me.” Relaxed reply.

“Go only. Go that far! Get out of front of us.” Damar ignited her emotions and said rudely, “You are not worthy of being a mother!”

“Ckckck.” Sinta chuckles, “Indeed you deserve to be the head of the family? Even you cannot live our lives. Thought Damar before saying.” His ejek.

Damar clenched both his hands tightly. Her feelings hurt, her pride as a man drooped. All this time he has been trying to suffice his family life with as much effort as possible. But, Sinta? He was never grateful for what Damar gave him.

“Maybe farewell is better! I'll send divorce papers in the mail. You just signed her!” Damar.

“Oke.” The reply was short and then stepped out of the house.

One tear drop just fell as Sinta left from before Damar. The man felt helpless because he could not maintain his marriage. Without Damar realizing behind the thin wall there were two pairs of ears listening to his quarrel with Sinta. The 6-year-old girl had to endure crying by smothering her own mouth behind a wall because she heard her parents arguing. The girl is a little Salsa who had to lose her mother in her youth because her mother chose to leave her.

Since Sinta's departure, Salsa and Damar have lived together. And, a few years later Damar said Sinta had died. But Salsa did not believe it. Salsa only pretended to believe in Damar's presence because she didn't want Damar to be sad. Whenever Salsa asked about Sinta, Damar would be angry and disappointed at Salsa.

Back to the present. Salsa tears in memory of past events. He hated every time he remembered the incident. Where Sinta unfeelingly left him and Damar just because he thought Damar was not able to provide for their lives.

Salsa closed the album and wiped her tears. “Mama, I won't forget how mom hurt me and papa.” Salsa said with eyes sharpening hatefully.

After washing her face, Salsa took her phone over the nightstand to contact Jordan.

“Halo, Darling.” Jordan's voice rang out as the phone call connected.

“What time do you come home?” Ask Salsa.

“Em, maybe one more hour. I'm still meeting this. Why kangen?” Jordan's temptation in a phone call.

“Who is missing too. I just wanted to say, I don't cook. We will eat out, right?!” Salsa Vocabulary.

“Iya, darling.” Reply Jordan, “Or we hitchhiked at mommy's house. Coincidentally Jessi was there too?” Jordan's Proposal.

Salsa was silent for a moment. Jordan's proposal could be too. After all, she had not visited her mother-in-law for a long time.

“Bby, deh.” Reply Salsa.

“OK, you go to mommy's house now take a taxi. Going home with me, how?”

“Agree. Yes already, I am ready to continue to the house mommy ya.” He wants to end his phone call. “I close yes, bye.”

“OK, darling. Bye.”

After ending her phone call, Salsa changed into a traveling shirt. It didn't take long for him to be ready to go to the house of the in-laws. Wearing only a knee-length plain dress with hair that he let down and a slingbag bag, Salsa went to mommy Ayu's house in a taxi.

***

“Honey, mommy kangen so much with you.” Welcome Ayu warm directly chips with Salsa.

“Salsa is also kangen, mom.” The reply.

“Come in!” Ayu embraces Salsa's arm to get inside the house. “Mommy direct seneng really fitting Jordan said you guys want dinner here.” Ayu said excited.

“Sheets Jordan kangen home cooking mommy.” Salsa Vocabulary.

“Can be a child. In the past, it was very rare to eat at home.” Honestly Ayu because before marriage Jordan more often live in an apartment.

“Daddy hasn't come home yet, mom?” Salsa asked because the state of her luxurious in-laws house was still quiet.

“Ah, Jordan must have forgotten to tell you. Daddy went back abroad again, yesterday the day after just nganterin mommy aja. Continue to return directly tomorrow abroad.” Ayu said explained.

“Ow,” Salsa mangosteen-beard, “But, Tumben loh mommy want to go home first.” Honestly Salsa because Ayu is more often traveled with Raka abroad.

“Daddy you are busy there. Mommy's lazy, go in Indo. Kangen kids too.” Reply Ayu.

“Iya also sih.”

“Aunty!” The crisp and crisp sound also said when Salsa and Ayu arrived in the family room.