BECOME SECOND WIFE

FORBIDDEN

My condition has improved a little, every Sunday I always sent Adam vitamins and various motivational books.

Not only books and vitamins he also sent me funny gifts.

It's been almost a month since Faiz never came home after the last time he came I'm still hiding from him.

Somehow far from the Faiz bang has become my habit, I've been too comfortable like this.

With his guilt, the Faiz bang family always sent food and flowers. But I didn't touch it one bit.

I'm not vengeful, but I'm still disappointed. Why is it so easy for them to slander me with everything I didn't do.

Let it be that over time this heart will come back willingly to accept them back into my life.

But , for now let me treat my pain first, until I have really risen up and enjoyed all these processes.

Routine once a month I still check to doctor Gita, the figure of the woman who became my girlfriend at this time.

Every meeting was always enthusiastic to tell the story of doctor Fadlan, he really fell in love with the handsome doctor who is still loyal to the status of his widow.

It was different when I went to see Doctor Fadlan when Doctor Gita was busy. Doctor Fadlan never once told Gita. He was just focused on treating me.

His attention was only on me, as if there was a gushing sense in that attention. But I pretended to be stupid and indifferent. I can't possibly respond to that stupid thing.

In order to keep Doctor Gita feeling and clear the old slander, I deflected all the attention from Doctor Fadlan.

To treat my saturation, I and the twins opened a children's clothing store with the remaining capital of my savings.

That way I open a business hopefully can grow rapidly so that I do not need to work with people anymore.

I can pay for my sisters' college which will soon be going to college, and help ease my mother's burden.

The running of my business little by little has started many customers. Yes, because not online but also offline I sell it.

I should be able to be an independent woman, not depend on anyone else anymore. Although every Sunday bang Faiz always send money I no longer want to receive it.

After the transfer at my account number I always send it back to his account number.

Let it be, it's not that I don't need money, but I want to learn it doesn't depend on it anymore. Even though our status is still a married couple.

But I seem to be the poor person as if in the eyes of his family.

I was just looking for his treasure.

I'll prove everything I'm accused of is not true.

My father was a hardworking businessman, his building shop was in demand. And I also have branches in other areas.

But the all-round life used to not make me and my family arrogant and look one eye at others.

We are all equal before God, the only difference is faith and fear.

"Package.." a courier delivered the parcel to my clothing store.

I open the package slowly even though every day I am used to the package but for me there is a sense of happiness when opening it.

There's a pink box and it contains a necklace there's the initials of his letter F.

"Haist, at most from the Faiz bang again...huft.." I closed the box again and I opened a piece of paper that had written.

Beautiful right? moreover, you want to wear it, you must be more beautiful.

Degs.....

Without a sender and words it scares me a little.

I lyrics to the front even though my shop is closed but still visible from the outside because the door and front wall are made of glass.

Quiet long enough with my heart beating that is not because of.

Who the hell is the sender?. My inner.

I saw a man walking towards my shop wearing a black hat and a black jacket carrying a bouquet of red roses.

But unfortunately he was wearing a mask so did not know who the man really was.

My chest rumbled so loud that it was heard by my ears, scaring me if anything happened to me.

"Assalamualaikum..have a beautiful afternoon.." said the man.

"Was... Waalaikumsalam.." I replied slightly stammered.

He was still standing straight in front of the door staring at me in the shade, but I was still afraid of everything I had in mind.

I was afraid that this man would do me evil.

"Flood?" the man opened his mask.

"Adam....?" I ran up to him and hugged him tightly.

I could not feel my tears flowing, the rumbling in my heart was a little calmer.

"Sorry, it scares you. I just wanted to surprise you" whispered Adam stroking my back.

I put my cry on his chest, looking for the missing figure in life.

The emptiness that had long inhabited there felt alive when Adam returned.

I knew this was the biggest mistake I made, when bang Faiz wanted to see me, I didn't want to see him.

Even looking at her I don't want to, but Adam, without any strings attached, can make my heart feel at ease by her side. The figure that I have always longed for is now present by my side.

Forgive me, God, I know I was wrong but let me enjoy this comfort for a moment even if it is forbidden.