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"I want you to support me to be the best priest for you,"

The deg!

Salsa was fixated on hearing Dirga's words. Suddenly, his body just froze. His heart rate is racing fast. His gaze stared at his two hands that were held tightly. As if seeking strength.

I don't know why Salsa doesn't even like this kind of situation. A situation that brings itself into trouble.

"I look forward to you, Sal," the word indeed sounded sincere from Dirga's mouth.

Salsa was still frozen in position. His mind could not think clearly. His brain is still circling. There is a mix of joy and shame. The taste becomes a ready-to-eat hodgepodge.

Happy because he got the sweet sentence from a man who loved it long ago. The fear of guilt kept coming to hold him and led him to a feeling of fear. Shame because he now carries his feelings.

"It's too soon for you to adapt to me. After all, you must have a man that you like," Dirga said the sentence slowly but surely. Staring at Salsa who was bowing her head while playing her fingernails.

That's you, brother! Brother Angkasa Dirgantara who I like until now.bat Salsa said very sliced.

Salsa cried when she heard the sincere words of Dirga's mouth. However, he still did not dare to open his heart to Dirga even though Salsa had changed his liking to love the man. He's afraid. He was too scared to open his heart. More precisely, he was still not ready to open his heart to Dirga. Salsa knows if this is wrong. She can't play a real wife.

After a while of gathering guts to raise her head to the side to look at Dirga, the girl finally spoke up, "Sorry Brother. Salsa has not been able to be a good wife for Kak Angkasa," Salsa said as she ventured into staring at the two eagle beads belonging to Dirga.

Dirga only smiled as his hands stretched out to gently stroke Salsa's head. It makes Salsa's heart beat faster because Dirga's warm hand stroked the top of his head affectionately.

"I appreciate your every decision, Sal. I will try to be the best for you. And I wouldn't touch you if you didn't allow it" said Dirga, who made Salsa melt in his heart. However, once again Salsa insists that Salsa will remain reluctant to open her heart until she is completely ready with everything.

Suddenly there was a rumbling stomach sound from Salsa's stomach. Again and AGAIN Salsa was embarrassed by the circumstances. Salsa covered her face with both hands. The shame! Salsa shame!

"There is sound but not music" Dirga said, laughing at the adorable Salsa.

His stomach cannot compromise!

"Eh Sal, you called me Space. Since when?"

Salsa had already let go of his hand.

"Since then" Salsa said as she tried to neutralize her heart rate.

"Want to eat, where? I have a delicious pecel rice subscription in the area around here. Want, no?" bargain Dirga while running his car out of the parking area.

"Eat at home,"

Dirga. To get rid of the silence, Dirga tuned John Legend's music. Salsa was a bit surprised about the taste of Dirga music, usually men of Dirga age he thought he liked music like Abiet G. Ade.

On the way they chose to be silent. They were accompanied only by John Legend's music and the sound of not so heavy rain.

Until they reach their homes. Dirga wanted to help Salsa get out of her car, but Salsa refused to walk on her own.

"You want to eat, what?" bargain Dirga while putting his car keys in place of key chains along with other keys.

Salsa had managed to sit her body on the dining table. The woman looks pale.

"I'm the one who cooks" said Salsa limp.

"How would I allow you to cook yourself if your tone is very weak" said Dirga while picking up a fryer. It's true that Salsa still looks limp.

"Let me cook. I'm good at cooking. You just shut up and watch me cook" Dirga said.

Salsa smiled happily when she heard that sweet sentence. However, he could not do it.

Dirga offered a warm tea to Salsa and said, "the doctor said, you have a sharp trauma. Since, when? Mother you know the problem, this?"

Ask Dirga suddenly.

Salsa just shook her head.

"With your head to answer my question which one, huh? The ring doesn't want a story, or the ring mama don't know the problem, this?" Ask Dirga while chopping spices for cooking. Dirga's choice fell on the chicken soup menu. Because apparently, his wife wanted to cook chicken soup this morning.

"Mother no, you know,"

Dirga stopped cutting and looked at Salsa.

"Mother should know. You have long had sharp trauma?"

"When we return from Palestine,"

Dirga's thoughts immediately returned when he was still a volunteer in Palestine. No wonder if you come home from there, you will have a trauma like Salsa. They continued the small talk because Dirga did not want to discuss the topic. Because the topic is sensitive to Salsa. While cooking fish soup, Dirga invited chatting with Salsa so that the atmosphere is not quiet. Until the soup cooked by Dirga was ripe. Dirga put his soup on a standard size beautiful bowl and offered it to Salsa. Not forgetting that he also took it for himself. Not only that, Dirga put medicine and a glass of water on the table.

"Out of my chicken soup, this I made prime for you. After that, I'll make sure you take the medicine" Dirga said as he sat in Salsa's front seat. Salsa does not say much, because near Dirga he can turn into a statue instantly. Can not be denied if the woman is happy to get sweet treatment from Dirga. However, at the same time, guilt continued to haunt him.

However, Salsa turns frozen and Dirga will become the sun for Salsa and melt any ice cube clumps that cover Salsa's body. Although it took so long to melt the ice cube, Dirga understood because it was not instant.

Dirga ate his soup.

"Where? Make my soup" he said after swallowing his soup.

Salsa just nodded her head. His appetite disappeared a little. Dirga saw it immediately reprimanding Salsa gently, "in consumin. I'm making it so that you get better quickly,"

Somehow Dirga became a person suddenly chatty.

"I'm chatty for your good" he said again. Which makes Salsa more mired in sweet sentences Dirga. However, Salsa tried to hold him back.

For a long time the food could not be swallowed by Salsa!

To be continued...