
The breeze that afternoon, fluttering strands by strands of my hair. It makes me miss my moments with him.
Lake water looks calm even though the wind blows very strong. Usually, I always liked the view that was now in front of me. But I hate him right now.
Black skies, cold air, and an empty park bench next to me. Maybe that's what makes me dislike the current atmosphere.
The lake in my neighborhood is where I usually spend time with him.
Fate is testing me, letting me cry alone here. Lamenting the bad luck that constantly comes my way.
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My name is Ayasya Zakiya Kencana. Erat, I mean, my name is Ayasya Zakiya Stevano. Wasn't... No!!! I did not lose my memory or forget my own name. I just don't like my new last name.
Right, I just got the name about two months ago. The name stuck automatically behind my name ever since the tyrant man threw the marriage book at me.
What was even worse was that she made me her second wife. He is not my first husband either. I am a widow because my husband has died. As for him, his first wife was still alive and he was also reluctant to divorce her. Very very greedy!
To this day, I still don't understand what fate is doing to my life. My life was perfect before, with my beloved husband. Erlangga Wira Kencana's.
Don't ask me how my life is now! The tyrant man was very different from Erlan's brother, my late husband. He was very possessive and his tyrannical nature always made me feel tied up in a cage.
Brother Erlan is a very gentle and patient man. He was never angry though. His face was filled with smiles everywhere he walked.
Maybe that's why God also loved Erlan so much, that he impatiently took Erlan's brother away from me.
Supposedly, today I feel happy because today I just found out the gender of the baby in my womb.
Right. I'm pregnant, but I don't contain the seeds of that tyrant man. This is the fruit of my love for brother Erlan.
I just got married to Erlan's sister about half a year ago, we had no intention of delaying my pregnancy even though I still had to finish my college.
And the Lord was very good, He gave us happiness with the presence of life in my womb.
My life has been so happy and perfect since Erlan's sister married me. There was nothing more I wanted in this world, other than the presence of Erlan's brother who was always by my side.
Since childhood, I have been used to Erlan's brother always looking after me. There's never been another man in my life besides Erlan's sister.
Erlan and I were both raised in an orphanage. The difference is, the orphanage belonged to his grandmother brother Erlan. As for me, according to the story my grandmother was entrusted by a beautiful young woman at midnight.
If I was just tucked away, shouldn't I be brought back? But I grew up in an orphanage. It made me think that I had been dumped by that woman who might have been my real mother.
Erlan's brother helped me find where my family was, but it never came to fruition. Until I finally gave up and assumed that only brother Erlan and grandmother were my family.
However, it turns out that God really likes to give me a sudden test that I have never learned the material.
God has allowed me to be born into this world without parents, but I am grateful I still have my grandmother and brother Erlan as my family.
But God gave me another very difficult test. Which I never even knew how the formula to solve the problem.
Erlan's sudden departure almost made me depressed, how not? I was pregnant young at the time, I had no one in the world other than Erlan's sister, my husband.
Why would God take the sole backrest of my life? Of the billions of people on earth, why should Erlan? Does God like Erlan so much? Until He hastily called people as good as Erlan's brother to be by His side.
My suffering did not end there, it turns out fate still likes to play with my patience.
All of a sudden, I was already the second wife of a young CEO who was married. Daffin Miyaz Stevano's. Owner of DS corp. The largest foreign company in the country.
I don't know him, but I know him very well. He and his first wife live in the same neighborhood as me. In fact, his house was right in front of my house. That's what I don't understand, why should she make me her second wife?
Is it because I am so beautiful? But his first wife was much prettier and more fashionable than me.
Is it because I am young? But I've become a widow.
Is he interested in widows? But there are still many widows out there who are prettier and more attractive than I am.
Daffin doesn't even mind me carrying the baby of my late husband. And what was even more confusing to me was the attitude of Daffin's first wife who actually stretched out her arms to welcome me.
Honestly, I don't like sharing my husband. And I'm sure Daffin's first wife had the same thoughts as me.
That is why I feel tormented every day. Daffin married me forcibly even without my knowledge, but he never even acted like a husband towards me.
I chose to stay in my old house, a small house that has many of my sweet memories with the late brother Erlan.
At least, I will not feel humiliated because I feel ignored by my own husband.
Daffin only loved his first wife, he never cared about me. She just married me on paper, I guess she doesn't even remember what my name is.
His first wife, Daffin, was Zafreena Evren Stevano. He cares about me very much. He's even very concerned about my fetal health.
I think Reena's sister has an angelic heart, because she can treat her husband's second wife very well. And for the sake of keeping his feelings, I will also make a wall as high as possible to lock my heart so that it cannot be entered by the tyrant man.
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