I'm your Husband's Second Woman

Part 9 Repeating the Same Mistake

Aulia Pov's

"Stupid You, Aulia!" snapped a woman dressed in a knee-length tosca-colored dress in harmony with her skin color white care. Waist wave hair is freely strung, the top half combed, then clamped in the middle with a flowering brooch.

"What have you done, Aulia?" the look on his face that had hardened turned into a piteous one. He exhaled slowly and then walked towards me who was sitting languidly on the living room sofa. Laila, the name of the beautiful woman - she is a friend whom I consider a sister. We were only five years old.

I bow my face. Embarrassed. After telling me about my sir's wedding. Laila looked in shock. The look from his face turned hard. Maybe he was disappointed with me, people already considered his sister turned out to have no heart. Take a husband and a father from a good family.

"You're ruining your own future. Then what's your advantage? Be ill. And you feel it alone."

I'm still quiet. While Laila was sitting near me. His hand grabbed my hand which from then on was just grasping empty. Like my heart right now. Blank. Terlunta.

Grasped both of my hands with her hands that had pretty gray nails. Drawn my chin makes two pairs of netra look at each other.

"Look at me, Aulia!" the command was gentle, "What do you see of me? Mistress from one man to another. Then what's my advantage? There's not even me entangled in it without being able to get out. Dream of having a happy family with people loving me sincerely and children who will come out of my womb. Missing. Disappeared. Any good man would make me his only wife. If they ever find out my mass, who was once a mistress of a striped-nose man. No one wants to, Aulia"

I let go of his hand and threw my face in the other direction. Looking at Laila as if I were reflecting on myself.

Laila, once was a village girl who had the responsibility of sending her sisters. Her father's been gone since she was in school nine. Because there was no cost, he was forced to quit school and leave for the city looking for work. Only with an SD degree, who would accept it as a worker. She was only able to work as a domestic assistant. His fate is not as lucky as he imagines. The lawyer at the place where he worked raped her and made her a mistress.

Here's life. The weak will still lose. Only able to scavenge happiness from self-esteem stepped on. Now how is it different from Laila? Same-seeker husband person.

"Why are you so stupid, Aulia? I thought you would learn from my experience. But why did you even follow my stupidity first?"

"He loves me ..," I said in a rather loud voice. Then there was a mocking laughter.

"You are a fool, Aulia!" his banter. There was a slight sense of annoyance sneaking in the heart. The laughter was deafening the ears when the sound was not too loud. I don't know... Maybe it was because the laughter was demeaning and mocking me.

Jem!

Those words hit my heart. The pride of being loved suddenly disappears. Starts to fear loss.

'No! I believe Mas Hendra will not leave me. He really loves me'.

'I believe that' I cried out to convince the heart.

"If he loves you, he will leave his first wife for you. But notkan. Even when you call, you're told to be quiet."

I'm choked. Why does Laila know that? Didn't I not tell you about that.

"You're shocked, why would I know?" guess Laila as if reading a mind invading the brain. Laila pulled the lip-coated lip of the flaming red lipstick up.

"You realize no, Aulia!" snapped Laila stared intently at my eyes, "I've experienced it before you. And I know, what kind of man just marries a series of women. They are cowards, in the name of marriage on his lust. Once the first wife finds out, she'll run us over. Then what do we get?"

I was unable to look long into those emotion-laden eyes, as if I had managed to strip me completely. Not noticeably, the drops of clear water crashing free of the dam that I had long maintained. I stumbled in front of the woman.

"You love that guy, Aulia?" tanya Laila threw her back at the sofa. There was a long gust of sound.

I'm down. Covering the face with both hands hoping the crying can subside.

"You've lost, Aulia!" ejek Laila is back.