Being the Second Wife of the President

41.

it finally reached the boarding house as well, after the young master and his assistant were gone from here. Sinta pulled the arm of the zahra and immediately entered the room kosan zahra that had been unlocked.

"kak sin why the hell is closing the door like writhing a demon anyway." I feel surprised to see the behavior of Sinta brother.

"i want to ask you what we were at the restaurant??" say Sinta to the point.

glekk..."

pampus me, how is Sinta's brother winih promise.if it has arrived kosan must explain everything.

I twisted the end of my shirt and fodder, whether it should be tonight too. I must tell the story.by taking a breath repeatedly and slowly breathing out. I finally decided to tell you about the cold guy.

"emm kak sin, who said the young master who took it. right" said me slowly.

how shocked Sinta, until his eyes bulged and mouth opened.Suddenly he heard the words from the mouth of the zahra itself.

"K-ok can you be his wife, K-you be his wife??" said Sinta stammered so surprised, he rubbed his eyes and I was told to pinch his arm. whether he was a dream or real and it turned out to be real. zahra did not lie.

because he knows very well what the nature of zahra is.

I just nodded my head to justify my words.

"yes, but I don't want sis, she's the one who makes me keep pushing." lamented I piquely with her.

"jeez ra, you are very lucky ehh bentar deh ra.., bentar.., "Sinta is like forgetting something.

"it's not like he's married to an international model yak" he said.

"yes sister, I was told to be his second wife.just to accompany him aja. strange not really brother." said I honestly.

"WHAT, I can ra." cried Sinta's leg in my ear until my ears buzzed a little.

"jeez, you don't have to scream." I snorted annoyed.

brother Sinta chuckled, "yes sorry ra, his name is also reflex how the hell."

"hurry the story no." urged Sinta impatiently.

I also told from the beginning I met him, to the point of getting a check with a very large nominal.and met him in the hospital. for almost 2 hours I told him everything . there is nothing I cover or hide because I have considered Sinta's brother like my own brother.

Sinta patted my shoulder tight and I was complaining of pain from the pats of the bar-high shoulder.

"sister sin can't be if you don't need a bar bar." I protested.

"continue how ra, do you want to be his second wife. surely you are married only religiously. continue what his first wife knows if her husband wants to marry again." sinta asked why so much. I got dizzy to explain which one used to be. because of the series of questions that confused me.

"you can't do it one by one, I'm confused about which answer you used to say." I complained to him.

"hehehe, did his first wife know that her husband was going to remarry." brother Sinta started with serious fashion.

I just shrug my shoulders, because I don't know what his wife looks like.

"yes, brother, why don't I think there." I said plainly.

"jeez ra, you're innocent not fickle yahh." Sinta ruffled my hair until it fell apart.

"sister sin can not, brother sleep here. nemenin me." I said softly

brother Sinta who was initially laughing is now silent to see my face.he also gently rubbed my back.

"you must miss them yahh." asked Sinta.

somehow Sinta's question made me want to cry but as much as possible I kept her from falling on the cheek.

"ishh what sis sin, no really." I dodged his words.

"already Ra, you can't lie to me" he said, hugging me and patting me gently on the back.

without me noticing, the tears suddenly shed as well, I sobbed and began to shed tears when discussing both my parents. indeed if they had spoken for sure, I would cry. I can also be fragile.

"gpp ra, cry when you miss." said softly.

I also cried as hiccups with tears that fell on the cheeks.Sinta's clothes may be wet because of my tears.

"all right I'll stay here, already you don't cry anymore okay." brother Sinta wiped my tears gently.

I was lucky to meet him.I was like having an older brother when I was an only child who had no sister or brother.I sometimes get very jealous of other people who have an older brother. who can tell or confide in his complaints, but if I..!!!who should I make a backrest and tell me about my complaints or confide in love and so on. I can only hold my own. not want to be a burden for both my parents.

because I don't want them to worry about me or worry about my situation or whatever it is. I don't want it to happen. Let me be the only one who knows my problem is not someone else.

I want to make them happy, but God does not allow me to grant that wish. All must be extinct. Because it will not happen. because they are calm there. here I can only pray from afar.It is possible that every prayer of mine will be a worship charity for both of them.

hesitantly Sinta wanted to ask who had been in the pendam.

"do you not want to see or see their tomb ra??" say Sinta carefully.

"i'm sorry ra, if I'm careless to discuss this matter" he said again.

"gpp kok kak just relax, actually I have not been able to go home, because there are so many memories with the two of them" I said softly.

Sinta gently rubbed my hand, and I raised my head to look at the black net that made my heart serene and peaceful.

"thank you, brother, I want to hear the outpouring of my heart." I said honestly.

"gpp ra, just relax.take me as your brother." pinta Sinta.

Sinta glanced at the clock on the wall, it was almost midnight, he got up and walked to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.

I was very lucky to meet Sinta's good, very good brother who already considered me as his own biological sister.