Look at me, Delilah

Tired Reason

In the room, Delilah cried. He could not hear Nayaka reciting kabul for the second time. Her husband married Angel religiously.

He repeatedly pleaded with Nayaka to abandon his intention, but the husband remained stingy on his decision.

This heart is so painful. Nayaka no longer belonged to Delilah. There is one more woman who is entitled to her husband, and from tonight, they will share in everything.

While Nayaka's current feelings are not in a happy or sad state. He came to Indonesia to propose Angel. This woman deserves to be his wife. An understanding friend, also close to his beloved daughter.

There is no such thing as love. From the beginning, Nayaka came to ask her hand and told her that she needed a wife who was always there for her husband and children.

Angel agrees, despite knowing Nayaka has another wife. She loved Delilah's husband for a long time, and wanted to be his companion. Angel also accepts if she is only married in series.

"Why did you marry Aunt Angel?" ask Kyomi. "How mom?"

Nayaka had already guessed this question. Her son is not yet an adult, but Kyomi is good at judging from what he sees.

"Kyomi also has two grandmothers, right? Kyomi has two mothers. Kyomi likes Aunt Angel, right?" Nayaka rubbed her daughter's hair, and wished there were no more questions.

"Kyomi likes Aunt Angel, but Mama ...."

"Kyomi baby, it's night. Come on, Grandpa's darling has to go to bed." Omar.

"But ...."

Omar immediately ordered the nanny to take Kyomi to his room. Kyomi must be rescued first before the mother comes back to rage.

"You rest first" Omar said.

"We just go home. Titip Kyomi is here."

Nayaka stepped up with Angel. Omar, who saw it, shook his head. He knew how hurt his heart this time until he reciprocated Delilah's actions by marrying again.

Arriving at the residence, Nayaka took his new wife in. A truly luxurious home. Angel was not tired of looking at this magnificent building in front of him.

"You go in the room first. The waiter will drop you off and take care of your things."

"It's our first night, Nayaka," said Angel.

"I'll get a change of clothes first."

Nayaka immediately stepped into her bedroom with Delilah. While Angel, escorted the waiter to his own room which is not far from the main room.

When Nayaka entered the room, he had expected to find a messy room. Delilah made her bedroom like a ship broke. Everything he threw away and destroyed.

"I'll have the waiter clean up your room. You just sleep somewhere else."

"You're gonna spend the night with him?"

Nayaka was silent, a moment later she smiled. "It's our first night."

"When you touch that woman, I won't let you fuck me again."

"Have you thought, Delilah. How do I feel seeing you making out with Ashraf?"

"I'm sorry for you!" Delilah spoke out loud.

"Yes, you're right. Now just like this. Assume I made a mistake by screwing Angel, then tomorrow morning I'll come to you, and apologize. I want to know how you feel after seeing me come out with a face full of satisfaction."

Delilah turned her face away, Nayaka's words were heartbreaking. It was easy for her husband to say that.

After saying that, Nayaka came out of the room. Delilah grabbed a pillow, then threw it at the tightly closed door. He returned sobbing. Tonight, everything will be different.

If you have made a decision, it must be done. In the room, Angel had been waiting for Nayaka's arrival. She also prepared for the first night with her husband.

"Let me put your clothes together, Nay." Angel extended a hand.

Nayaka nodded. He took a towel, then went into the bathroom. In there, cold water soaked the entire body. The shadow of Delilah's idolatry still flashed through his mind.

Nayaka. He had to forget all this, and live a new life. Now there are women who need their responsibilities. It was not Delilah that he had to think about, but many things.

When Nayaka comes out of the bathroom, Angel tries to wipe her husband's body, but Nayaka avoids.

"Sorry, I'm just reflexing. I forgot to bring a nightgown. You go to sleep first."

"Let me help you." Angel smiled as she said it.

"I can do it myself. I'm a little tired tonight."

"It's okay, Nay. I get it."

Nayaka smile. "Thank you for your understanding."

Then Nayaka went back to the bathroom. Angel has already accepted Nayaka, including the requirements of the man.

Nayaka said that he could not give love, but as long as he was a wife, Nayaka would certainly carry out his duties as a husband to his wife. This time Nayaka reasoned tired, and Angel believed it.

In the morning when Delilah was about to go to the kitchen to make breakfast, he had seen Angel struggling with food ingredients assisted by the waiter.

Delilah shook her hands, and the servant went out from in front of her two superior wives. Angel stopped his activities from slicing the cut fruit.

"Oh, want to be a wife who seems attentive."

"The two of us have become Nayaka's wives. We better get along with ourselves." Angel smiled a smile.

"I should have taken Nayaka to the ophthalmologist. How could his wife be more beautiful than an actor? Oh, not that actor doesn't need to be pretty, huh. He just needs to itch."

"Shut your mouth!" Angel didn't take it for granted. "Your own husband asked me to be his wife. You should have realized why your husband could turn to me."

Delilah chuckles. "You're stupid or something. From the beginning you were just a nanny by Nayaka. But his love for me was only one. Only to Delilah."

"I don't need love. Household relationships require only responsibility and attention. I just need that from my husband. Why love if it can only hurt."

"Boaster!" delilah. "Ask the bottom of your heart. You must want it. Listen to me, Old Lady. Even if you make it into my home life, even if you manage to sleep with my husband, and even if you give birth to a child for him, you will never manage to win his heart. Until whenever Nayaka's feelings are just for me!"

With pride, Delilah went out from before Angel. In front of his honey, he pretended to be strong, and was still acting arrogant. But, actually, Delilah was hurt.

Two wives can be made one. Seeing Angel in the kitchen alone, Delilah already felt that he would soon be replaced.

"You had fun with him last night?" Delilah asked Nayaka when she accidentally passed by.

"I'm sorry. I'm khilaf."

The answer that Delilah had told Nayaka, now turned to her.

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