
Half an hour later, Salman's car arrived in front of the airport. A beautiful girl cheered enthusiastically and ran into his embrace. The two frowned at each other releasing a long-held longing.
"A long time, I thought-"
"Don't think much, the important thing is that I've come. Come on, let's go home!" taking Salman in while letting go of her embrace, she helps Mika drag the suitcase and puts it in the trunk.
After the two entered the car, Salman immediately drove the vehicle towards home. He was already impatient to heat up Safia and make her suffer for a lifetime.
Half an hour later they arrived in front of Salman's residence. The man went down first and opened the door for Mika and then dropped the suitcase from the trunk of the car.
After that the two entered the house with their hands clasping each other.
"Ah... Finally there," Mika threw her ass on the sofa, a trip from Canada to Indonesia made her really tired. Salman sat next to the woman.
From back there, Safia accidentally caught their arrival. He smiled bitterly and quickly made drinks for both of them.
Safia didn't want to think about that. Let Salman do as he pleases, Safia does not care and prefers to get used to it. It was clear that Salman only considered her a maid, what else did Safia expect from the man?
"Please Miss, Mister!" Safia put the drink she had just made on the table. "His lunch is at the dinner table. If you and Miss are hungry, please eat it! It's still hot."
Safia immediately turned around after saying that. He could not wait to see their affection, it felt like Safia's heart was very sore. Wounds that have not dried, are now re-gaping and shrinking like watering vinegar.
Safia wanted to get angry and scream loudly, but she had absolutely no power to do that. Safia could only endure the disappointment and swallow her cries.
"Who told you to go?" Salman opened his voice, immediately Safia stopped making steps. He turned around quickly too.
"All the tasks you have ordered are done. Master's room is also neat, you two can rest comfortably. Is there another task?" safia asked with a flat look like the floor she was on.
Salman who heard that suddenly fell silent while looking at Safia's face that looked very pale. "No, go!"
"Hmmm..." Safia nodded weakly while smiling bitterly then left the place in a hurry.
With an empty stomach and trembling legs, Safia entered the room and locked the door quickly. His cries broke instantly, he leaned sluggishly on the door leaf and was stunned on the floor.
"Aaaaa.." cried Safia frustrated, she ruffled her hair and pulled it rough.
I don't know, for a long time Safia can be depressed if it is always presented with a scene like that.
Does Salman have a heart? Maybe he could make out with other women in front of his own wife.
Is he so hateful to Safia that he treats her as well as he does?
Out there, Mika asks who the woman was serving them. Last time she went back to Salman's house, she only knew Murni and Ina who had worked at the house for a long time.
Salman replied lightly that Safia was the new servant at his residence. From today it is the woman who will serve all the needs of both of them, of course Mika believes in the words of her lover.
"Ehm... It was delicious, it turned out that the new waiter was very good at cooking." praised Mika after tasting Safia's cooking, then continued eating it voraciously.
Salman was stunned when he first bribed the food on his plate. True what Mika said just now, his wife's cooking is delicious even very good. Salman did not know that Safia was very good at spoiling her tongue.
After finishing her meal, Mika left the dining table first. He wanted to clean up and rest for a moment. He went straight into Salman's room, which he used to occupy before.
Not with Salman, he was silent at the dinner table after filling his stomach. He suddenly thought to Safia who looked very pale. Has his wife not eaten yet?
Intrigued by Safia's plight, Salman finally decided to look into the back room. He knocked on the door but didn't hear the word from inside.
Not giving up until there, Salman called out Safia's name while banging on the door violently. His face depicts panic.
"Go away, don't bother me! Have fun with your lover, accompany her, lest she suspect that I am your wife!" cheers of Safia from inside.
"Hey, open the door!" salman forced himself.
"Among us there is no relationship anymore. Just behave like an employer, I'm just a waiter in this house. Yes, I'm just a waiter, just a waiter." said Safia holding back her cries.
"Safia.." snapped Salman raised the voice.
However, Safia did not reply this time. He could only cry with his back still on the door. It felt as if Safia was paralyzed, let alone to move, just think she was unable to.
Can Safia plead for this suffering to be ended. He just wanted to get out of the house, he just wanted to continue his life without the shadow of the hypocritical man.
Failing to force Safia to open the door, Salman finally relented and passed away to his room.
Just as the door opened, Salman was treated to a beautiful scene that was plastered before his eyes.
Yes, Mika just came out of the bathroom with her body still wet wrapped in a towel. Salman blinked at the sighting and stepped into the room.
Just as Salman was approaching, Mika immediately pulled him and pushed her chest back. Then Mika pressed her chest against Salman's chest and pressed him, both falling right on the bed.
"I miss you, Mas." muttered Mika who was now on top of Salman's body. The man again blinked, for some reason he had no taste at all to see Mika's sexy body. Though it had been three months they both held back the longing because of the distance that stretched.
As Mika kissed her lips, Salman spontaneously dodged. He turned the neck to the right side, irritating Mika and sliding Salman's head violently. The two return to each other. "What's wrong with you, Mom?"
"It's okay, I'm just tired. Put on your clothes, I'll take a shower for a while" replied Salman.
"But Mas-"
"Mika.." snapped Salman.
The woman gasped in shock and quickly distanced herself from Salman. Of course he was very disappointed at the man's refusal. He thinks Salman wants himself after a long time without seeing each other.