My love is You

Episode 75 - The Pride of Salma

...Continuation of yesterday's episode......

Behind the problem that Zepha created, now in his luxurious room with a flat object in his hand, Salma nandira putri or kerab called Madam Adhipura was smiling while replying to WhatsApp chat with her only daughter. Yes his name is. She is his only daughter and he loves her the most. Manado Jakarta bloody woman was cool with his chat with the princess until the sound of knocking from the outside of her bedroom door. He seemed upset and wanted to ignore the sound, but the constant knocking made him move, and opened the door of his room in annoyance.

"What's wrong?" I don't ask him any kind of friendly. Instead he looked at the maid lazily, and his loyal hand was still holding his cellphone which was still on.

"Anu, sorry madam. It's in front of a man looking for Miss Zeya." The answer is fear. The middle-aged woman was downcast and did not dare to even lift her face. He was so afraid of the mistress that he thought it was very fierce.

"Say if he's not here." Salma also spoke with her shock that had previously been attached to her body. In fact, he seemed indifferent, and his attention was diverted back to the flat object in his hand.

"I told you, madam, but she doesn't believe me, and still wants to see Miss Zeya." Now his voice began to shake, the maid named Imah began to dare to slightly lift her face and step on the face of her famous mistress jutek was replying to some messages that entered her cellphone with a slight smile.

With a sense of laziness, and without staring at the interlocutor, Salma was back to talk with himself who was still busy replying to some messages on the phone screen.

"I don't want to know, just throw him out no matter how."

With trembling hands, Imah answered again, "Good lady."

With a slow step, Imah began to step her feet towards the living room. He had found the man who claimed to be his employer's son's friend was sitting on a sofa while playing a cellphone in his hand. He who knows what will do will walk back and stand right in front of the man.

The man who realized the presence of Imah immediately turned his face to look at the middle-aged woman. He had time to look behind the body of the maid when there was no figure of a woman who was looking for.

"Ehm Bik, where's Zeya, she's home right?" with a look of asking, and his gaze that tends to be cold, the man again asked the existence of zeya to the maid who now seems downcast while linking his hands.

"Anu, sorry den, as I have said before, non zeya no longer lives in this house, so once again forgive me." With a face that slowly lifted, imah also repeated her initial words again, but judging from the look in her eyes it seemed like this young man before her still did not believe her words.

"Please bik, auntie don't lie to me, I know how Zeya is at home. please bik I just want to talk to her jerk." Obviously the man remained adamant with his mind if his best friend was really at home, and ignored the fact that explained otherwise.

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With a little frown, Salma also began to look at the direction of the departure of the maid with his hands still grasping the sweet phone of hers. He was surprised when someone was looking for his stepson. Because her stepdaughter had no friends, so if she knew anyone was looking for her, Salma would be surprised.

Atensinya back on the screen of his phone, he returned to reply to some of the chat before a smile began to fall on his lips. "Ck, this child can be the reason. Hm, who's the guy who's looking for that boy, so curious."

After storing the flat object in his dress bag, Salma stepped back into the living room. He was curious about the figure of the man who was looking for Zeya.

Not long after he walked, he was not far from the living room. From his brown netra there appears a handsome man dressed in casual that if examined the price of casual wear it might be very expensive. He is currently sitting in the living room talking to the maid.

then without waiting for long, Salma again stepped his feet towards the man, he sat right not far from her while putting on his flat face and giving the maid a code to leave them both there.

Upon seeing Salma's arrival, the man began to turn his attention to the forty-year-old woman with a smile of his own that slowly fused.

"Eh, Auntie? Sorry I came here to find Zeya." The young man's words were polite, and filled with smiles. While Salma who was the interlocutor actually remained cold with an unfriendly highlight, and his two arms were folded earlier.

"You didn't hear what my maid said? the man you're looking for isn't in this house. So go!"

There is no friendly in the least, and still with its cold and haughty highlight. Salma began to drive out the young man in front of her with her savagen greeting. While the man who became his interlocutor actually grinned in his heart while his gaze remained on the forty-year-old woman.

"It turns out the rumors are true. It is fitting that Zeya decided to get out of this house, his stepmother's people just mightily defeat me. Hm, but if you think I work a little papa no time yes, itung itung in return because I've never evilin Zeya." When the grin returned to his lips, the man began to stare at the watch on his arm, then took a slow breath and exhaled it.

"Ehm Auntie?" When the call came back, Salma's attention was directed back to the young man before her. He looked annoyed at him when the young man did not heed his words at all or then left.

"What's wrong, you don't want to go? I still have this business over." It was clearly full of arrogance and its cold highlight.

"Here, you little drop-in. Tell me if I'm not comfortable here, I say there's all business." His eyes were deep and smiling at Salma in front of him.

"Hm, I just want it. Zeya is now where does Auntie live? can I have the address?" When the question was thrown from the lips of the man, Salma who heard was immediately smiling obliquely for a moment.

"You have Zeya's number, right?" He asked back while staring lazily at the young man before him.

"Ehm, ada. Why Tan?" confused to hear Salma say so, the young man who has not been identified was again staring confused at Salma who was actually playing his phone while tapping his index finger to the glass table in front of him.

"Sir. Ask yourself there, he moved where, why. Udah ah you if you've no business mending go, I still have business run out of this." When again the unfriendly spotlight was again thrown from his gaze, the man began to sigh while composing words in his brain.

"Hm, yes Aunt I asked her. And by the way Aunt is alone at home?" When a grin suddenly appeared on his lips along with the words of the question, Salma frowned for a moment, he did not understand why this man could ask such a thing, and what the matter was.

Sighing harshly, Salma replied in a haughty manner, "If I am alone or not alone, it is none of your business."

"Damn it!! you old granny peyot. I thought it was just a rumor from a child, who said that Zeya and her stepmother were no longer good. But after I see from his words to me I can judge if this person is the problem, not Zeya or anyone else. Huh, if you are not a woman I tampol you, where by the way mulu insisted again. Ntar if the insistence Mulu continues tomorrow stroke innalilahi heart attack can be troublesome everyone. Where for a woman's size she's cute again." When his emotions were mixed with Salma's words, the man glanced back at the watch in his hand, then he sighed for a moment before finally deciding to go from there.

When after the man died, Salma also moved to close the door and then stepped back into his room. He stopped and smiled in his heart. "Now there will be no more intruders in this house, because without being asked even the little fly was self-conscious and left here. Haha poor boy, after your mother leaves there will be no one to side with you, not least your father, Wijaya Adhipura. He who once loved you so much will slowly be eroded so that no one will love you, then my daughter Zepha who will be the only legitimate child of the Adhipura family. Sorry dear, if your position is to be taken by my daughter, because the world is cruel baby. And it should be a son of dissident and self-destruct like you know yourself, and leave from here, because if you look at it from any side you do not match my daughter who is very beautiful, and intelligent. You can't win from me baby." The monologue is at length in the heart. When the grin as the end of his speech, Salma also returned to step his feet towards his room.

Seriate.