The Reinvent Of Love

The Eps 66

Bak was hit by a large stone, Salwa's heart ached and pain heard the words Mayang hurled at him. Salwa seemed to be silent and stared emotionally at Mayang who was currently acting so happily in front of her.

"Why Salwa, do you want to be angry? Or what do you want?"

Salwa gripped the dress she was wearing with her fingers. He did not know what answer he had to give Mayang to defend himself at this time.

Mayang tingled little while mocking Salwa. "Huh, okay...." Mayang suddenly took his bag and moved from his seat. Salwa stared as if asking Mayang where he was going.

"I think it's enough, what I want to say I told you all. The point is I just want to tell you not to expect too much Arga, okay."

Salwa turned towards Mayang.

"You don't have to be surprised that I'm so rich. Mending you take action immediately, make a divorce with Arga deh!"

"Honey enough!" Salwa could no longer restrain herself, she immediately got up from her seat and warned Mayang to keep his words. "I hope you keep your word, because you know it! Whatever you said earlier, or to whatever extent your relationship with Arga used to be, still you can't ignore the fact that I'm Arga's legal wife now, so please respect that."

Mayang displays a face look down on Salwa's words. "Hormatin you? Don't dream! Anyway, you realize? You were married not for love so do not expect more, because your marriage will not last long."

Salwa's emotions are increasingly inflamed, she feels her self-esteem as a wife is humbled by Mayang. But Salwa still felt she had to hold herself back in public. "Keep wanting you to divorce me with Arga, so that you can go back with her again, is that what you want? Huh, don't fantasize Mayang!"

Mayang ruffled his waist and looked at Salwa with a sense of arrogance. "You want yes, my name is Mayang Bestari, the word best named I mean "best... Mayang Best-ari will definitely be the best for Arga, not you."

"Wow, how confident!" Salwa's heart was not finished.

"Oh yes Salwa, another one that you should know that, the replacement will forever only be a substitute and will never be a special one. And that applies to you, who are only a substitute in the heart of Arga, understand!" Mayang flicked his hair and left with his head looking up full of joy like a champion.

**

Upon arriving home, Salwa went straight to her room. In the room Salwa immediately lay his body on the mattress. The white ceiling of the room is clearly visible in the eyes of Salwa. He fell silent and just kept looking at the ceiling. "Is everything Mayang says true? Will a replacement be a replacement forever? Is that what's happening with me now?" Salwa closed her eyes slowly.

At night, Arga looks like he just got home from work at nine. When he opened his shoes, he heard the sound of a glass that was colliding with a stainless steel object. Arga also seemed to have guessed who these nights were in the kitchen. "Salwa For sure!" Arga who had taken off his shoes just walked to the kitchen to make sure the estimate, as well as he took water to relieve thirst.

From the direction that came, Arga saw Salwa washing glasses and dishes. Salwa who seemed unaware of Arga's arrival was immediately reprimanded by the husband. "Ehem, tumben dishwashing malem-malem gini?" concluded Arga while pouring water into his glass and then drunk. "Ah... seger!" Instead of thinking the wife will return him with a sewot because of shock, Salwa still continues to wash dishes. Arga who felt strange was immediately approaching Salwa, he saw Salwa continued to rinse the clean glass under running water while daydreaming. "Why salt?" whispered Arga wonder. Arga immediately turned off the water tap and patted his wife's shoulder gently. "Hey, why the hell?"

Salwa finally realized from her daydream because of aghast patted by Arga. "Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?" salwa said the newly awakened wave of her daydream.

"Yes, I'm home."

"Oh... That's it, but why are you even here?"

"Huh?" Arga raised one eyebrow. "This is the apartment I like I want to be anywhere."

"Yes-yes, this is your home," said Salwa who then immediately lowered her head and returned to cleaning her cutlery into the shelf.

Arga is getting strange to pay attention to his wife who is not as usual. What is the same with Salwa? Why did he become silent gini, usually he will be the most beautiful if I stopped kagetin, but this is different. Is he having a lot of trouble anymore?

Salwa seemed to have finished cleaning her dishes, she rushed back to the room. But unfortunately immediately detained, with his hand pulled by Arga.

"Why are you, tugging at my hand? Sick tau!" Shoot Salwa while holding the area of his hand that became reddish due to the grip of Arga's hand.

"I should be the same as you, really you are why all of a sudden so there is a problem? Are you the same as me? Tell me not to be diem!"

Hearing him Salwa instead threw a wry smile and said, "Tumben you care about me."

"You mean what's that talking about?" Ask Arga in a serious tone.

"It's okay, just a wonder you are suddenly the attention of nanya I why," said Salwa in a flat tone and turned her face away from Arga.

As Arga grew more serious he stepped closer to Salwa, holding his wife's chin and setting his gaze before Arga. "Salwa, I've told you before, right, I don't like the person I'm talking to, but throw it away."

Seeing how serious the look on Arga's face at this time Salwa immediately wanted to cry. Seeing you this instant look at me, this heart became more aware, I actually fell in love with you Arga... But considering you who always put Salma's brother above everything else I became as if believing the words of Mayang if, the substitute is forever it will only be a substitute.

Arga also removed his hand from Salwa's chin, he resisted the annoyance of seeing Salwa who for him spoke unclearly. "Once again I ask, why are you?"

"I'm fine," Salwa once again replied with a flat tone but her eyes seemed to start to glaze over.

"You lied to Salwa!"

"liying?" Salwa smiled blandly. "Aren't I lying or not important to you?"

"Salwa, I'm your husband, and I deserve to know why you are?"

"Yes wife?" Salwa with all her might held back her tears from falling. "Yes, I am your wife, a wife who will only be a wife when we are at home. That's what you mean."

"What are you talking about Salwa?" Arga's growls that seem to be running out of patience.

"I'm just talking about the fact of Arga, the fact that I'm just a wife you married because of a power! The fact that I can only acknowledge my status when I'm here!" Eventually Salwa's tears came.

"Sa-salwa?" Arga was shocked to see his wife crying.

"I'm sorry I finally cry in front of you, but I don't think we can be this way because I'm getting tired, I'm already getting tired"

"So what do you want?" Look Arga's eyes so cold. His molars clenched in restraining emotions.

"I want to"

Arga suddenly pulled Salwa's body into his arms until Salwa was shocked. "That's...?"

Arga looked at Salwa's goal and... "Hum" Arga immediately kissed the wife's red lips.

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