
Throughout her daydream, Viona thought of Raymond's words.
"Yes, wife. I was married and had a wife before I married you. So don't even expect from this fake wedding. Because after Elena gets my wife back, I'm gonna divorce you and we're gonna end it all. And don't expect you'll get an inner ration. I don't want that!"
Viona hugged her knees and daydreamed sitting on the chair that was inside the room she was in. He stared out the glass window watching the flower garden around the house he occupied.
In fact, Raymond put Viona in the back of the house. More precisely the maid's room.
"Even if you marry you, you're just a maid in this house. So do not ever expect to want the position of the mistress in the house or outside the house. Because whenever, you're nobody. So, you better sleep in this maid's room!" raymond jolted as he threw Viona's body into the back room.
This was where he was, alone in a state of lonely crying. Crying because no one in the world wants him. Her parents threw her away, the family that raised her did not want her. Now, having a husband does not guarantee a happy life.
What makes Viona surprised is, why did Bramantyo give this house as a marriage and also told them to live separately? Is this maybe one of the reasons he didn't know Ray was married? That's what Viona's currently questioning.
"Oh my God, blame me if I just want to be happy? But why does it feel so hard to find even a tiny drop of happiness." Viona muttered to herself. Yes, Viona just wants to feel happy living her life. But God gave him a trial.
"Viona ... Vio ... Comehere!" raymond's screams so echoed out into the back room. Viona quickly went down and ran over.
Once inside the house, "what's up?" viona asked as she approached Raymond, who was sitting with both feet on the table.
"Clean my shoes! Until clean!" ray's words were firm but his eyes were focused on the flat object he was holding.
Viona stared at the black shoes Ray was wearing, and also looked back at the face of the man who was now her husband.
Feeling no movement, Ray looked up. "Why shut up, huh? Clean my shoes until they're shiny!" ray jolted because Viona was silent.
"It's clean?"
"Yes, manhunt!"
"But these shoes are clean." Because the black shoes are still shiny, there is no dust or mud attached to the shoes.
Viona was still unmoving in place without making any movement. It is also free to clean, not dirty. So, he just kept quiet and just stared at his shoes.
"Oh my God, did you hear it or not? Clean the hive, Viona!" ray jolts while throwing the sofa cushion at Viona's body.
Viona was shocked.
"Ah, long. Cleanup!" jolt Ray while pushing Viona's body to sit on the floor. Then, his legs he spilled into Viona's lap.
"What's this cleaning up?" Viona was confused because there was no cloth or polish around there.
"Wear your clothes!"
Viona looked down lethargic. Thus, Viona followed Raymond's orders. She tried to be sincere in carrying out all the tasks given by her husband.
With a sad feeling mixed with a small heart of annoyance, Viona wiped Raymond's shoes using the clothes he was wearing.
Ray glanced at it for a moment, he smiled sinisterly. "I'll make you suffer and I'll make sure you feel like you're living in hell."
Drrrt .. drrrtt ....
ray's phone rang, his once angry face turned into a smile to see who was contacting. And Ray immediately raised his call.
Viona was stunned, the instant she felt a tightness. Weird right? The person who had just married her made out with another woman in front of her, even though that person was the first wife of the man who became Viona's husband.
"Just finished shooting. What are you doing, baby? Todak's on his ekhem ekhem with your young wife?"
"Of course not. I actually miss you. Where can I play with a woman who is clearly completely different from you. My love remains for you and only you will be my wife." Ray deliberately amplifies his voice and also deliberately hardens the speaker of his phone so that Viona hears.
"Awas, yeah. Do not be tempted by it. You will remain mine forever, and will only be my husband."
"For sure, until whenever it is."
"Oh my God, this sick man hears his husband saying softly to others. Though, I knew that Ray couldn't have done that to me. But it feels really hot ears to hear the intimacy of both."
Ray felt Viona's movements silent, he glanced at her. "Well, why are you quiet? Cleanup!"
"But this is already." Viona looked down carefully at the shoes Raymond was wearing.
Ray saw it, actually he knew that his shoes were shiny. However, Ray only wants to prank Viona.
"Surge! Make me some food!" ray now turned to asking for food. I don't know what that means, Ray doesn't know. But, Viona nodded while standing up.
Ray lets Viona go from there and she resumes her conversation with Elena.
*****
In kitchen.
"If I had known he had a wife, I wouldn't have married him. Let me go to jail as long as I am free from the shackles of the theatrical household. I'm really sorry to have accepted Bram's offer that I thought his son wasn't married. But it turns out ...."
Now Viona regrets her decision to marry Bram's son. He who does not know this will approve Bram's request. But in the end even like this, he became a second wife and got a bad treatment from a man.
As much as possible, Viona cooks at Ray's request. However, he was confused because there was only instant noodles there. There are no groceries other than instant noodles and a few leftover dishes of the guests.
"If I cook instant noodles what would Ray like? Here there is no food other than this that exists," muttered Viona flipping through the wrapping of noodles she held.
"Well, cook this instead of not." And, Viona cooked her noodles. After struggling with kitchen tools, the food was so.
"Viona, where's the food? Bring here! Haven't you?" ray's scream was loud so echoing.
"Yes wait a minute" replied Viona as she carried a tray filled with bowls.
"Lelet is a person. Cook it for long!" ray said grunt in annoyance.
"Sorry, this is the food." Viona kept her pants on the table. However, Ray returns angry to see what Viona is cooking.
"What food is this?"
Prang ....
*****