
"Take me off! What the hell are you doing? Where am I going?" cerca Safia as the man's car drove away from the contract.
Safia was really scared. After his honor was almost taken by the two bastards, now the man took him somewhere. Safia didn't want to go with the man, she couldn't believe it just like that.
A little regretful looks etched on Safia's face. If he knew that his life would end like this, it would be better for him to stay with Salman. At least her husband can guarantee her safety.
"Please stop the car! I'm going down" Safia asked the driver who was focusing on driving the car. The driver looked at his boss through the rearview mirror, and the man shook his head gesturing.
Yeah, that guy didn't want to take any chances. He feels responsible for ensnaring Safia into his life's problems.
There was no other way for him to save Safia, he had to take Safia away from that place. At least Safia would be safe if she went with him.
"Hey, didn't you hear? Stop the car! I don't want to come with you guys," Safia added, staring intently at the man, even her voice sounding loud.
"Be quiet, my head is dizzy to hear your screams." growled the man with his jaw tightening.
"Then put me down!" snapped Safia who was still adamant with her stance. He was traumatized dealing with men, he thought they were all the same, there must be a desire after pretending to be good in front of him.
"Now that you will be my responsibility, I will guarantee your safety. Let's just say it's pay because you saved me last night" said the man, who felt indebted and would take Safia to town with him.
"But I'm"
"Let's not force you in an inhumane way!" firmly the man with great emphasis.
Inevitably, disliking, Safia finally quietly followed the man's wishes.
Never mind, it is also free to fight if the edges he will lose. Although heavy, Safia had no other way to dodge.
After traveling for about two hours, Safia was finally stunned when she again felt the cool air of the capital.
She ran away and distanced herself from Salman, but in the end she had to breathe the same air as her husband.
Is it her destiny to meet Salman again? I don't know, he doesn't know the answer himself.
Arriving at the courtyard of a luxurious building, the man went down first and reached out to Safia. The woman was silent, she went down without caring about the man.
"Come, comein! Think of it as your own home" said the man as he stepped toward the main door. Safia was forced to follow him without saying a word.
Arriving there, two servants immediately welcomed their arrival while bowing their backs. The man asked them to take Safia to a room.
Not a maid room, but a luxurious room that is no less spacious than Salman's room. Their wealth seems to be balanced.
"Please Miss, Miss can rest in this room. If Miss wants to take a shower, all the equipment is available in there, the change of clothes is also in the closet, Miss can use it at will." said one of the servants to Safia.
Safia was just dumbstruck with her gaze pointed in all directions, she was still doubtful but had no way to resist. Again he had to hitch a ride living in the house of a foreign man whom he did not know at all.
After the two maids left the room, Safia closed the door and sat down by the side of the bed. As soon as his memory returned to Salman, there was a longing that he could not express with words.
Did Salman heed his request? Did Salman choose to go back to his girlfriend after reading the letter he left behind?
Yeah, maybe so. Safia knew that Salman loved her very much. Of course he will continue their relationship and forget Safia who is only a wife interlude in his heart.
There is no love, only deep resentment and hatred. The love that Safia planted in her heart just clapped one hand, where could Salman possibly put his heart on her?
Long fixated in her thoughts, Safia let out a heavy sigh and walked into the bathroom to clean herself up.
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"What are you doing, huh? Masa' finding a woman alone can't? I'm pretty sure my wife hasn't gone far from this town, I can feel her presence here." Salman told a man he ordered to look for Safia. Salman was furious at feeling wrong to trust people.
However, his heart was firmly convinced that Safia was still in the city. He must be eager to find it, relying on others is not enough, Salman must move in order to find Safia as soon as possible.
"Sorry Boss, but-"
"I don't want to know, go and find my wife as soon as possible!" salman snapped a left-handed index finger at the man. His jaw was growling with teeth chattering, eager for him to eat the man raw.
"Well boss, I'll look for him again."
With a flurry of steps, the man rushed out of Salman's office. He did not want to taste Salman's anger that had peaked to the crown.
One month already Safia left regret in Salman's heart, but until this moment the man still could not find the nose of his wife.
Salman began to get frustrated, not only his body was thin due to lack of food, but his appearance was chaotic because he did not stop thinking about Safia.
Since his wife's departure, Salman has been more moody and aloof in his room. He prefers to isolate himself rather than hang out with others.
He had even asked Pure and Ina to work back at his residence. She really wanted to make Safia the queen if she managed to find him.
Even in the office he turned into a very angry person, all employees of the company no doubt become his months every day. Wrong in the least, Salman will not hesitate to fire them all.
Yes, Salman is no longer eager to take care of the company. His mind was always overshadowed by the look of Safia when she smiled at him. A very sweet smile before Salman destroyed it all.
As the saying goes, regret always comes later. Salman is aware of that and wants to fix everything as it stands.
Salman wanted to get to know Safia more deeply, learn to understand her and understand what she wanted.
Doesn't every human being have their own faults? Salman should still be able to get a chance to improve his household.
Salman doesn't want another woman, he just wants Safia who he misses so much.