I'm your Husband's Second Woman

Part 10 The only wife

Aulia Pov's

Mas Hendra threw his body at the side. Cold sweat flooded every inch of his body. Hugged my body that doesn't wear a thread. Drowned that hard muddled face on the neck. The gust of breath tickled, creating a wild sensation.

"I want a child from you."

Mas Hendra moved his face away and looked at me with a frown. "I mean ...?"

I pulled a blanket under my feet to cover half of my body. Mas Hendra grabbed a knee-length poster trousers and a sleeveless tee shirt, which was on the edge of the bed, worn immediately on the bed.

"Aren't you the one who didn't want that?" tanya Mas Hendra sat on the edge of the spearbed red heart. He grabbed his phone and his fingers started writing something. Either ... She sent a message to whom. Maybe Retno's mom or her project clerk.

Not not wanting. In the past, because I was too naive. Before I knew it, sharing was painful. More unrecognized.

"Now I want it," I firmly held the blanket over my body and began to lift my body to sit down. Mas Hendra looked at me sharply. Long time with a mind I can't understand.

Remembering my conversation with Laila yesterday.

"If it's true that he loves you, you should have a child of his. So that when she wants to leave, she will bond with the child," Laila said patting her shoulder softly. That was the last word he said before he left.

A marriage will last if one binds more deeply. The descendants. When bored hit or this marriage began to unravel. Hendra will think twice about leaving me.

Doesn't Mas Hendra love his children so much? He does not want to part with Mbak Retno, is not because he does not want to lose his baby? Legally, it must be Retno who will get their custody. Besides his love, that was also his main reason.

So if I have a child with her. That will strengthen our relationship. I glanced sharply at Mas Hendra who was still sitting on his back with his phone still holding.

"Didn't you want a child from my womb?"

Mas Hendra looked at me. Longtime. The brown-eyed cornea was slightly enlarged. For a moment we looked at. Then took a deep breath, turned the other way.

"Because Mas always threw it outside," I replied a little shouting. There was a sense of annoyance when he pretended not to know. Mas Hendra put the phone that was still vibrating on the bedside table.

"Isn't that your deal, before Retno approves of this marriage, you don't want to get pregnant."

"But until when .. until Mas gets bored and leaves me."

Mas Hendra rubbed his face rough. Either because of my words or that phone keeps ringing. Exhaling his breath violently.

"Why do you always say the same thing over and over again? Bored, leaving. You think I'm that asshole!" mas Hendra's voice was rising. Put the phone down and stand up.

I bent my face between the blankets I clamped in front of my body. The falling tears greeted and descended without being able to be dammed again.

Akhs! Why love him this sick? I feel like my chest is so tight. My rashes are not free to make the sense of moving freely. Full of love that burns until the heart has to burn itself. Is this what we call lost love? Wrong space when first knocking, but forced to step in when you know, the space is not for me.

"I got a project in Kalimantan, " said Mas Hendra breaking a momentary silence greeting. The phone he was holding started to stand still without a sound. I don't know... What the hell's going on? Maybe the caller is tired of waiting for an answer. If it was Ma'am Retno, how much heartache later, if this betrayal really unfolds. He was reluctant to take the phone even though the phone was held because there was someone's heart that must be guarded. And that man was her husband's second woman. Namely me.

"Two weeks, I'm there" he said again. I pushed, staring at the man who had just made a sound.

Borneo. Outside island. If he's there, he'll be here for a long time. Automatically his family that he will first prioritize. Then time with me. Nothing will.

My chest suddenly tightened. Could this be the reason he started to dodge? Is he bored? I wanted to scream, cry in his arms.

'Don't. Don't leave me.' My mind demands without a sound, but my mouth just shakes withstanding the pain. Stare at him with a heart.

Mas Hendra walked around the bed. Standing before me.

"Be my wife the only one there" she said with a smile.