Love My Husband for Other Women

POV Clara's

I feel very happy when Mas Pandu told me he was going home today. My morning was so bright and vibrant. The desire to cook his favorite food has been kayang from last night. From after dawn I was already struggling in the kitchen, in order to prepare what was my husband's favorite.

It did not take long, all the dishes have been presented at a beautiful minimalist dining table. "My husband must be happy." I murmured inwardly as I imagined the face of my handsome husband.

Yes, mas Pandu is the perfect figure in my eyes maybe even in the eyes of many women. He has a well-built body and pure white skin, a handsome face and his career is well established.

Who does not fall in love and want to be the perfect male companion as he is. Moreover, we kept each other's feelings from many years ago.

When mas Pandu, expressing his feelings, I did not want to think again for a second time, firmly and confidently I also expressed my heart that night, it was beautiful. Moreover, mas Pandu said, that his marriage was not happy. He married a woman he did not love because of her parents' matchmaking.

I was happy, too, because mas Pandu treated me to his queen. Meet, express taste, apply and get married. Although only a marriage in series. But I believe, Mas Pandu will be fair to me, let alone love me more than his wife.

After finishing cooking and some, I decided to take a bath to look clean and fragrant when welcoming the return of my beloved husband. Wearing the best clothes and at the same time looking seductive in front of him later is my way to please my husband, so as not to look at other women. Because my eyes have been spoiled by the beauty that is in me.

And sure enough, not long after, Mas pandu came, and preferred to spend time in the room rather than filling the stomach that was rumbling. I admit, Mas Pandu is the right man when he is in bed. He's tireless, and sometimes we can do it ten times. Satisfied, of course, because in addition to being spoiled for love, money, I was also pampered with his extraordinary body, unable to be expressed in any words.

Until finally there was someone who came when we had just finished playing the game for some number of times. With laziness I also opened the door and jeez, it turns out there was a wife mas Pandu and older brother mas Pandu who came. Their faces were cold and did not look like looking at me, what else Risma, looks very haughty and arrogant. Mentang mentang mas Pandu family supported him because he was married religiously and state. Even Persit's mother's title of two that stare. Sucks and shameless, it should be realized, if he has never been loved by mas Pandu and better just retreat, then, than the heartache of seeing her husband love me more who became her first love.

I don't know what makes mas Pandu not love the woman in front of me, even though she has a sexy body and contains, white skin and a beautiful face. But Mas Pandu just save more days to maintain his love for me. Uugh is really beautiful.

Risma and I had a fight, and her brother mas Pandu was also angry with Mas Pandu, even asking him to follow her home to his parents. And my husband complied because he did not dare to fight his brother and hurt his mother.

Moreover, Risma also threatened to report my relationship with Mas Pandu to the office with the consequence that Mas Pandu would be dishonorably fired and of course it would damage his good name and drop his pride. Of course my husband didn't want that until it happened.

And the situation was used by Pandu's wife to extort all the treasures of Pandu mas.

I let go of my husband to his parents' house on the grounds that he would finish his business with his family. And I just hope Mas Pandu will decide a fair decision for us his wives. But it looks like Mas Pandu would prefer to agree to his first wife's will, to divert all assets in order to save his self-esteem and career, also for the sake of his mother.

It hurts a lot to imagine, but what can I do?

I waited until morning, noon until afternoon, but mas Pandu did not return. He promised to come back to see me. Even Mas Pandu has also promised that he will buy me new jewelry after receiving the money from his rice field. But he did not come, he did not do any news. Anxious and upset it was certain, wanted to follow but imagining the look of dislike his family to me and the arrogant Risma, I became lazy and decided to keep waiting at home.

My heart ached and was even devastated when I saw Mas Pandu's watshap story post. Although I know, if the one who posted it must be his first wife and deliberately to heat me. Yes, he managed to make me really hot until the head feels like it would break because of the tightness of thinking about the happiness of my husband's small family who is walking so cheerful.

Honestly I do not accept and hurt, even my phone and message none of which mas Pandu reply. It feels like I want to hit them and show everyone that I also deserve to be happy, I am also the wife of Pandu Aditama who was married for love not because of forced matchmaking.

Just watch out for you, Mom. I will not forgive you, you have been unfair between me and your wife. I also want you to treat me like a queen, not just Risma you treat.

Even seen in his last post, Mas Pandu was carrying so many of their groceries so gallantly, it was a very painful sight for me. This is really unfair.

I'm gonna wait for my husband to call me and apologize to me, and then I want to be treated like his first wife. Shopping as much and in the queen right by the husband, I will wait for it, Mas.

It's almost nine o'clock in the evening, there's no sign of Mas Pandu calling me, whether they're spending time together in the room, too, after shopping and happy now they knit love so hot without remembering I am here lamenting your unfair attitude, Mas. Wicked you Mas, I hate you!

I will ask you to choose between me or your first wife, because I cannot keep holding back the turmoil of envy and jealousy continue like this. I can't, I don't have that much power.

Choose me or him, Pandu Aditama?