But not Me

Do you love her?

Dara's poignant cry could only be held in her stuffing as Bagas began picking up her clothes that were splattered on the floor and wearing them one by one, not one bit he cared about Dara who curled up without a thread attached to his body.

After getting his satisfaction, Bagas left his wife just finished sweet as shit in waste, as a wife Dara felt like more humiliating than pela cur left behind by customers after use and in payment, not even a word came out of Bagas' mouth when he just walked out of his room.

Tired actually Dara continued to get physical and mental violence from her husband, so that the other day at the lowest point in her life she decided to end her life, only God seemed to have other plans for Dara, Dara, with all the trials and pains in nature this little by little makes Dara a tough woman in the face of her cruel life.

"Where are you, baby?" tanya Kamila suddenly stood in front of Bagas and surprised the man who had just come out of his first wife's room.

"Ah that, I talked to that woman!" lie Bagas, the thief caught stealing. It was impossible for her to lie on the grounds of somewhere else, while clearly Kamila saw clearly that she had just come out of Dara's room.

"Those nights?" tatar Kamila with squeaking eyes.

"Why, is something wrong? Is she not still my wife? I don't think it should be questioned if I'm the only one in my wife's room, you should know your position isn't my only wife here." Bagas again showed his dominant attitude, he did not want anyone to intimidate him, even though it was Kamila, the woman he used to always follow all his will.

Of course Bagas' answer made him very upset.

**

An hour ago,

Kamila suddenly woke up from her sleep, she realized that Bagas was not by her side, she lazily got out of bed and looked for her husband to the balcony and to the toilet in the room, but apparently Bagas was not found in any room in their room, so Kamila finally decided to go down and look for her husband to another room in the house.

It's just that somehow when he was about to look for Bagas in the kitchen, his feet seemed to bring himself to pass through his honeymoon room, he said, although his heart continued to deny that the husband was in the room of the woman who always looked shabby, but in the thrust of her sense of rudeness, he finally twisted through Dara's room.

Kamila's steps came to a halt when it sounded faintly as people spoke from inside the room, as she clenched her ears at the tightly shut wooden door.

He could hear clearly that it was Bagas' voice, though he could not clearly capture what they were talking about, it's just that a few minutes passed the sound of the chatter disappeared changed the sound of growling and the sound of groans Bagas who no longer need Kamila guessing what activities her husband is doing in there with his wife first of all, of course, they are doing things that Bagas has not done with him since their marriage.

Kamila's daydreams drifted, imagining how valiant Bagas was on the bed as they used to pass, there was a sense of annoyance mixed with anger and jealousy, there was a sense of annoyance, it felt like he was banging on the door to stop their activities, but it seemed like he had to play pretty this time, doing barbarians like that would only harm him if Bagas got angry with him.

Almost an hour passed Kamila remained faithfully waiting in front of Dara's room, and finally Bagas came out of that room, Kamila did not expect to feel that much pain when she saw the happy face and satisfaction in the handsome look of her husband when he just came out of his honeymoon room, many questions arose in his mind immediately, instantly, and his confidence decreased by a few percent when looking for answers why Bagas did not give him the inner living he gave Dara, even though for the display problem, but for the display problem, clearly he feels more attractive than Dara in any way.

'OK, for this time I will give in, but my revenge will hurt more than this Dara!' kamila's growl in her heart.

**

"I accept, if by making me a second wife you can forgive me, I'm sincere. And I will accept that if you make me your second wife forever, I don't want to be back in a forced marriage by my parents, just once, now I want to live happily with the man I've loved all my life despite only being second" he continued.

Again the tears easily dripped on his cheeks made Bagas feel pity and guilt because today he had made Kamila cry again because of him.

"I'm sorry, honey. Don't constantly blame yourself, I'll finish it soon, I don't want to be in this situation for too long, you know I love you so much, just please give me some time,"

Bagas clutched the body of the black lingerie-clad woman without the slightest passion, I don't know, there seems to be nothing wrong with Kamila be it her makeup, her clothes or her perfume, just that she can't 'turn on' seminim whatever clothes Kamila wears, as hot as any fondness given Kamila, it seems his heart experienced its own trauma with Kamila, Kamila, while with Dara who always wears a covered shirt, she can never hold her own passion.

Bagas's nervousness continued to drag on as if without end and certainty, even he himself did not know where to take his household life with the two wives.

"Darling, why don't you ever want to have sex with me. Am I not that attractive in your eyes?" kamila asked as she leaned her head against her husband's chest, as they were lying in her room and Bagas was getting ready to sleep, as her battle with Dara was quite draining.

"You're beautiful, you're still very attractive in my eyes, too,"

"Then, why?" pursue Kamila who is curious about the reason Bagas, this time he played the role of a patient wife who does not put forward her emotions, and it seems that it is quite successful, this time, because Bagas is more open and willing to talk calmly.

"Honey to be honest, there's nothing wrong with you, all the problems are within me, when I want to do that with you, my thoughts always come to mind when you just leave me, even though I try hard to eliminate those thoughts, but they always come suddenly, maybe I just need some time and I hope you will be patient with me," Bagas honestly kissed in Kamila's forehead who felt claustrophobic and upset in her heart, but could do nothing.

"Darling, I want to ask you something, this is very serious" Kamila changed her position, now she's face to face with her husband'

"Do you love that woman?" tanya Kamila looked deeply into the two eyes of Bagas who suddenly dodged and threw away her gaze as their gaze collided directly.

"You mean?" Bagas asked back.

"Of course she is, is there another woman besides her?"

"Emhh, baby, you know what kind of woman I like, you should be able to judge that she's not my type at all!" elak Bagas with answers that seem to float.

'Ok, not me or you the problem, but that slum woman, and the only way you can be my whole possession and forgive me is to remove that woman from your life, apparently the slum woman is starting to attract your attention, and I will not let that happen.