Bima's Second Wife

chapter 8

"Mr. mb... Maud.. Den... Where's where?" Lily Lirih.

"Dena's home."

"Come home?" Lily was surprised to stare at Bima with reflexes. "Why can't she say the same to me?"

"You were asleep. Don't want to wake you up." Bima picked up a t-shirt in the closet and wore it in front of Lily who seemed to be fascinated with Bima's torn bread.

Bima was about to unbutton her pants, but urung done because the view of Lily also leads to her hand that has been holding the pants button. Lily who was caught looking in that direction threw her face to the side.

Bima opened the closet and took something from there then passed to the bathroom.

'Aduhhhhh already clearly in the agreement point one number three should not be fascinated with each other! Why the hell is Ly?'.

Lily memukul jidatnya sendiri berkali-kali hingga tak sadar Bima sudah keluar dari dalam kamar mandi dan sudah mengganti celananya dengan celana pendek berbahan kaos setinggi lutut. Bulu-bulu kakinya lebat membuat Lily berhenti memukul jidatnya saat kaki berbulu lebat itu lewat di hadapannya.

"You sick Ly?"

"No!"

"But I can get sick if I stay close to my father for a long time!"

"Yes, I want to eat. Dena has prepared food for us. If you want, get downstairs right away!" Lily nodded before Bima walked out from inside her room.

Lily breathed a sigh of relief, at least for this time she could freely breathe. As long as Bima was in that room Lily found herself very difficult to just inhale and throw her breath. She was so afraid that between her breaths Bima could hear how much admiration Lily felt towards her husband.

Lebay de Ly!

Lily opened one by one the ornaments on her head, making her hair beautiful. It was a little difficult to open the zipper behind her back but Lily kept trying to grab the zipper with both hands. Lily breathed in, wiggling both hands hoping to be more pliable and could reach for the zipper of the white dress she wore. Real hard. Lily sat on the bed staring out the window. Her hand was still trying to grab the zipper of the dress. The dress that Dena bought specifically for Lily was worn today. Even the wedding ring Dena chose.

"Eh, sir?!" Lily flinched while looking back. Bima's hands dispelled both hands, and now Bima slowly lowered the zipper dress owned by Lily.

"No, sir, I can do it myself!" lily said but not in Bima.

"If you're in trouble you can call me right?!"

"I thought you were eating." Lily tried to hold the front dress so as not to sag. His heart pounded hard as Bima's hand accidentally touched the skin of his back.

"I'm gonna take the hp." Bima stood up and took his phone on the nightstand and then came back out.

"Am I going to die? I don't think I can breathe that close as Mr. Bima!" Lily set her breathing up and down. He immediately changed his clothes with his usual t-shirt and thigh-high shorts. Once again Lily set her breath preparing herself to come down and eat.

Lily leaned herself against the door she had just closed. His breath is still kembis like it has been a running race. He felt unsettled as he went downstairs.

'Oh my goodness, what if I meet Bima sir?'

Lily slowly stepped her feet towards the kitchen. His body he leaned. His eyes glanced to and fro but the one in his way was no longer there. There's only dirty dishes on the sink.

Fuyuhhh. Lily breathed a sigh of relief. At least he could enjoy the food without having to hold his breath like that.

'So son. Is this Dena's cooking? I have to learn to cook with Dena so that Bima sir is happy.' Inner Lily.

Lily finished her food immediately.

Lily walked out, looking for a legitimate figure to be her husband since a few hours ago, but she did not find the figure. Lily went back to the room tired of her still suffering.

Some notifications appeared on his phone. His eyes were rounded when he saw the notif of a person.

Milky.

'Don't wait for me to come home. Go to bed first.'

Lily fell silent, seeing the time Bima sent her a message ten minutes ago.

Lily.

'Where is father?'

Lily thought, and remembered in the agreement. Point two number one. CAN'T INTERFERE WITH EACH OTHER'S PROBLEMS.

Lily exhaled and then pressed the delete button again. He pressed three letters.

Lily.

'Yes.'

This time Lily sent it.

One minute. Two minutes. Five minutes. Thirty minutes, no reply, not even read.

'Aahh. I shouldn't have taken balesan from Pak Bima, I'm just a temporary wife anyway.' Lily reminded herself.

'The first day I got married, I was supposed to be happy with my husband. Sitting sweetly in front of the tv, joking around, or he's sleeping on my lap.'

Lily laughed herself off feeling stupid about her life now. The shadow of a happy household that he had dreamed of vanished because Bima had once reminded him never to love him. Or Lily will get hurt because Bima only loves Dena.

Lily laughed to herself, staring at the white ceiling of her room. Mumbled for a while alone.

'Ah stop! It doesn't hurt me too much either! I can be satisfied to look at the face of Mr. Bima every day at the office or at home. Yeah, if he's in this house.'

It was enough of Lily's dialogue with her heart she didn't want to imagine if Bima was with Dena in her house.

'Mas Bimbim's. How are you doing, mas? sorry I wasn't waiting for you. When exactly are we meeting? I'm sorry, I broke my promise. I'm married to someone else and mas Bimbim don't worry, I promise I'll be happy.'

Lily stared at the photo she had taken in her nightstand drawer. A photo of him with a fat boy. Bimbim the owner of chubby cheeks, a boy who has seized his attention since long ago. Before Lily's heart was then tethered to the man who had now become her husband.