I'm your Husband's Second Woman

I'm your Husband's Second Woman
Part 4 Choose me or your wife!



Aulia Pov


I drowned my face on the bolster, with a cry that could not stop. The tears continue to plunge freely without being able to be dammed again. Heartache that feels abandoned. Not getting what is rightfully his. Just silence. Resignedly. Can't sue.


The second woman also has a heart. The feeling of wanting to be fully loved by the person who has been married, even though secretly. Humans tend to be greedy, especially when it comes to feelings.  Dominate a relationship, even if it is only second.


Shameless. ******. Man's husband. I don't know ... There are how many more insults that will be thrown if Mas Hendra's decision to defend me. Leaving his first wife a dozen years accompanied the good hard happy life. But what I can do, I also want a husband who is always there to accompany.


Mas Hendra was sitting on the edge of the bed on my back. Breathing sounds heavy, visible gusts that are stifled and rough to be blown. Time and time again. It was as if something was stuck in his throat until his chest was so tight.


"Let go of me, Mas...!" that's the first sentence I've issued since Mas Hendra's arrival from Jakarta. I don't know how long we've been silent with a whirlwind-like feeling.


Mas Hendra again exhaled his heavy breath violently. I know it's a big decision in his life. Losing the most important thing in life or letting go of someone two years fought for.


In a sleeping position, I turned around, looking at Mas Hendra who was sitting on his back on the edge of the bed. His body slightly bent with hands resting on the groin. Occasionally the palm was rubbed rough and then left to cover the face.


"It's not that easy, Aulia," said Mas Hendra without turning his head. I pulled the body to sit down so that these eyes are more free to see Mas Hendra. "I've dragged you into my life and it's not that easy to take you off."


"Then , divorce your wife ...!"


That emotion-laden statement was like a blow to his heart, so he looked at me with enlarged eyes. I-i know. Those words could backfire and hurt myself. Now you know who this woman you married is, Mas. It's just a paddy snake that wants to swallow your happiness.


"It's so evil of me, if that big decision happens." Mas Hendra shifted his seat eliminating the distance between us. Sit right in front of me. That way, I could see there was a lot of sadness in his eyes. Handheld my hand.


"I know, right now you just feel isolated. Be patient... There must be an end. Where Retno would approve our relationship."


"But until when, Mom!" I shouted to throw away the rough face that started crying. I snapped his hand that was tightly gripping his fingers. He even pulled the body in a snarl. I'm mutinous. But my strength is inadequate, Mas Hendra is so strong to embrace. Its heavy breath sweeps down the nape, creating an amused sensation that runs naturally throughout the body.


"Patience!" she said, "i can't possibly divorce Retno who has been so important in my life. Knowing this betrayal would obviously have her destroyed, and then I cruelly abandoned her."


I fell silent and began to let this body fall into place without any more resistance.


"I'm tired of waiting for you to come see me. Every day I'm alone here, while you're good with your wife and kids. You're not fair, Mum."


I hit the shoulder that grabbed the body. Hendra was silent. Only resigned when this hand hit his body. The cry that had started to shrink suddenly came out without being ordered. Even more shrill sounds came out.


"Why should I marry you? If your family is more important," my sob. I dropped my head on his shoulder. Yesterday, on that boat I often wrestled spoiled. Where there is a comfortable and warm feeling. With the added smell of her body perfume that is so pervasive to the crown, creating a desire that creeps slowly.


"You just made me an escape.


Where someday when you're bored, it's easy to just throw me away."


"Look! Aulia." The palm of that hand cupped my face. Forcing this retina to see the black eyeball that always makes my heart beat great. "I love you ... You know that"


His index finger wiped away the tears that somehow continued to pour profusely. Gently removed. At the touch of a vibrating lip, slowly inhaled with a soft mash.


"If I just want to play you, just use you and give you money, the problem is over. But I brought you into life and risked perfect happiness. If not love for what am I so silly?"


Hendra clasped both shoulders. The look of those eyes rained down into the recesses of the heart. There are many twists of love that light up. For a moment I did not blink, staring into the twinkle. Yep. There's earnestness. A great love. Not a mere dispelling of desire.


"Then what about Retno, do you love her?" askaku. Trying to organize the heart so that the emotions subside a little.


"He's the mother of my children. The woman who had been by my side," he said without looking away, only when saying 'accompanion', his eyes suddenly dimmed. There's a stifled shakes. I don't know, maybe a guilty feeling for the first woman.


"If Ms Retno told me to choose between me and her, who would you choose, Mas?"


Mas Hendra again frowned. Slowly release the handle and turn to face the other direction. Back behind me.


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