Dumped

In a luxury car that seemed silent in that car. Salsa silently stared out the car window. He wanted to ask Devid. But seeing Devid's face starting to look cold, made him think twice if he wanted to ask. He was discouraged from asking questions and preferred to remain silent and enjoy his journey.

Salsa wished she had asked him first. So that the atmosphere does not look quiet. But even if it's coded with multiple glances, it's also useless. .as if he was just dumped by her.

Salsa mumbled to herself, wanting to smack her cold and haughty face. But whatever he could only mutter could not possibly dare to do it.

Now Salsa tried to glance again at Devid's face so he would talk to her. .but still not considered to make him feel like applause. "You're a real person, a statue, or an iceman. It's so cold it doesn't even move like a statue" He muttered with his fists clenched but didn't dare look at him.

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The car that was traveling at a moderate speed was heading toward Vila. .but have not arrived at a villa. Suddenly the car stopped right on the side of the road making Salsa confused. He still had a long way to go and he stopped at a quiet place away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Not even a car was passing except his car.

Looking out the window he looked back. Trying to find out why they stopped suddenly.

Devid chuckled at the sight of salsa who looked very confused. Even like a cat wanting to get out of its skeleton.

Salsa is getting more and more confused to see Devid laughing even though she thinks Devid is insane. He briefly looked around his body. Is there anything that feels strange about his body, face, or appearance? Finished groping he did not find anything strange.

"Maybe he is crazy," Salsa thought, pursed her lips, and ed her eyes, glaring at Devid thinly.

"Why did you stop?" asked Salsa trying to get up the courage to ask the human statue beside her.

"You get off here?" .said Devid in a haughty tone without looking at the salsa.

Salsa blinked, then widened her eyes when she heard Devid's words.

"What? " the woman did not stop looking at Devid with a surprised expression.

"Eh, sir, have I gone crazy, I told you to come down here," continued Salsa in an annoyed tone. How not to be annoyed at him suddenly Devid told him to get out of the car. In a lonely place, not a single house on every street.

"I'm still sane, after all our marriage is just to pretend why we have to go on a honeymoon. I've also felt yours" said Devid in a flat tone without even glancing at salsa who looked still confused.

Salsa seemed to stick its fangs out. .his head seemed to pop up with horns with a snort that was getting rougher, staring intently at Devid. In his h, ear, t he regretted how he could sleep with her, you stupid woman. Even though you regret it, you can't change everything.

He doesn't care about Devid anymore now he focuses on looking back. How can I get off in a quiet place like this? And how to get home Already far from the center of the crowd. There was no way she could walk home on foot with the dress still on her body.

He tries to stay calm and tries to defend himself.

"How about I tell the reporters about our plan," said Salsa, widening her eyes with a threatening look.

"Just report it here, there are no reporters," said Devid in a relaxed tone. .sitting cross-legged by leaning on the back seat.

Salsa snorted in annoyance. He did not accept being treated like this by Devid. He allowed his brain to start working thinking about what he would do next.

Just die, why are you living as an annoying iceman?

Salsa clucked annoyed in his heart. It was as if emotions were bubbling in his soul.

"Go down quickly. Do you want me to pull you down from here? Throw you on the street" said Devid firmly. But it doesn't scare the salsa one bit. .he is still trying to stay patient and start replying later when we meet again.

Indeed, he had previously planned with Dea for their honeymoon and at that time Dea came to the place where Devid and Salsa were going on their honeymoon. He wanted to buy Salsa's time so he wouldn't see her when he was with Dea.

Salsa took a deep breath. He went downstairs again without thinking, slamming the car door violently until it closed tightly. "You're crazy" Salsa mumbled kicking the car tires and making him wince in pain.

Even Devid doesn't care about him. how will he ever get to the villa? He doesn't know where he is now.

"I'll wait for you at the villa written on the address. You can read right?" Strictly speaking, he held out a piece of paper with the address of Vila Devid to which he would go later.

Devid holds the driver's shoulder. Without saying much, the driver already knew what his Master meant patting him on the shoulder. He slowly started his car according to Devid's orders. Ignoring Salsa who continued to chuckle in annoyance behind him. Even still screaming, mumbling incoherently.

Salsa was silent for a moment looking at Devid's car which was already driving far in front of her.

His gaze seemed to say if Devid had the heart to just dump him on the side of the road. Without giving him money or drinking.

Salsa began to walk in unison to the rhythm of the breeze that accompanied her journey. He did not stop pecking annoyed at every step.

"Ugh, that's bad," mumbled salsa kicking the can in front of him. In the white dress, she was still wearing. .he had to walk to the villa. The very long dress made her stride, it couldn't be as fast as usual. She had to pull her dress slightly up to walk normally.

The road seemed very quiet and there was not a single car passing beside it. .though he hoped someone would ride him to the villa. Now his hopes were dashed, drops of sweat already wet his white face with a thin bandage of make-up.

"Just watch out, people who dare drop me in the middle of the road," concluded Salsa with an annoyed tone in a heart full of anger.

With lips continuing to nag incoherently, it's even worse than mothers who like to gossip. Salsa lifted her dress which felt very heavy weighing on her footsteps. He continued his journey with a feeling of anger that enveloped his heart.

"I'll reply to him when he gets there" mumbled Salsa with her face starting to turn red. Up to almost 1 hour running. now the woman can no longer stand her legs already feeling very tired even her throat feels very dry. He kept looking back hoping that a car would agree with him. But the result is still the same, not a single car passed by.

"I wish someone would come" mumbled Salsa tilting her head up, closing her eyes, and pleading for someone to pass so she could ride with him. His legs were no longer able to stand straight, even his eyes felt blurry, and the view in front of him was not so clear.

Very hot weather today. The scorching sun penetrates directly into the whites of the Salsa. With her white dress still clinging tightly to her body.

Before long a luxury car passed at high speed and suddenly stopped right in front of Salsa.

.the woman's eyes began to sparkle instantly how not just now she begged God to have granted it. A man got out of the jet-black sports cHet car there are only 5 in the whole world with different colors.

His eyes began to sparkle there was a prince who helped him. And wished he would take her to Vila Devid to teach her a lesson.

"Who's he?" Mutter Salsa. He dared himself with very heavy steps to walk slowly towards the car.

A man came out in a black suit with a dark blue long-sleeved shirt. He looked back and tugged at his coat to make it look more presentable. Even though the suit is okay and still looks sleek and neat. Then justify the tie that has been tied neatly adorn the collar of his shirt.

"Devil?" Salsa muttered with wide eyes for a moment. How can Devian be here and where is she going? The question kept popping up in his heart. Is he also going to Devian's villa or going somewhere? He doesn't even know where he's going.