Married To An Ex

Nabila Recognition

#Married_with_Former

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POV Reon

There have been many events that have been going on so far. Unusual events as well as the number of business competitors, make his family threatened.

After going through many events, during this year I spent time with Salsa. My wife's.

Salsa was my ex-boyfriend, in high school. Until finally we meet again with an arranged marriage that certainly binds us.

Salsa is a cheerful, fun and mature girl. Being in a relationship with him has made me happy. But I betrayed him then, after our relationship went two years. My age was with him, just a year.

Why would I betray Salsa?

That must be a question that gets so stuck in your mind. Because of something that is difficult to explain.

I had a best friend from childhood, back then. Mayra. Girl with childish personality and fun in all time. I loved him so much as a little brother, even though we were the same age.

When I met Salsa High School, the kind girl managed to captivate my heart. I chased after him with determination and earnestness.

I finally managed to make her my girlfriend. But after I had a relationship with her, Mayra's attitude changed. At first it was normal, but over time the attitude of dislike to Salsa increasingly clear.

"I love you, Reon. More than my sister said. I love you as a woman."

His words back then shocked me as well as the dilemma.

Mayra loves me.

That day, right after my two-year relationship with Salsa. I have a relationship with Mayra, no longer as a friend but a lover.

I don't know, I don't love him, but I'm comfortable with him. I love him so much that I don't want to disappoint him. I also don't want our friendship to be ruined, just because of Mayra's feelings.

We're running a relationship, without Mayra objecting to being second. He had no objection to his status being an affair.

Until finally, our relationship was established only two months it was known Salsa. Salsa broke off our relationship. At that moment I realized how disappointed Salsa was. At that time I also cut my relationship with Mayra which coincided with high school graduation. After that we did not meet for long.

The news I heard also at that time was that Salsa was moving out of town. And Mayra? I'm not looking for any more information about him.

I finally met Salsa. I was determined to take care of him and love him wholeheartedly, without betraying him.

I'll take care of Salsa.

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After the Salsa stabbing incident, also with the loss of our future son. Salsa was so depressed, but I was always there to strengthen her.

I also got sick remembering our future son who died. But I am also no less grateful to know that my Salsa survived.

But every day after that incident, Salsa changed. His attitude was truly selfish. Our fights happen every day, all about the kids.

I honestly didn't demand it from Salsa. Because I think later if it has been given trust, it will also be given back. I didn't sue Salsa either, but she herself demanded that right.

I decided to avoid him. During these two months, we were cold and didn't talk much when we met. Until finally, I met Mayra again accidentally.

Not intentional, but because of the bond of the employment contract that is bound. She became a model, in promotion between companies, because Mayra was working with a company I was working with. We are under the same contract.

"How are you?" The first conversation between us when we met. Mayra started it.

It's not really the first time we met. It's just that I always avoid it. This was the umpteenth time he asked to speak for a while, I accepted it, because it was bad too often refused him.

"Good." That's all I answered, without asking. Trying to avoid long conversations with Mayra.

"It's been a long time, yes, since that incident. We were completely separated, but so close as a child." I looked at Mayra who was looking straight ahead. There was sadness in his eyes and I saw it.

"I heard you were married, to Salsa. Right?" ask Mayra.

I'm nodding. "true."

"You guys are really soul mates as it turns out. Yes, a soul mate is not going anywhere." Mayra spoke slowly, but I could still clearly hear her.

The ringing of my phone shifted both of our attention. Name Fahmi emblazoned. I lifted her up a little bit away from Mayra.

"I have to go to the office. There's a meeting today." Without waiting for an answer, I hurried away. It was the first conversation between us after all this time, also I hope for the last time.

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POV Reon

Ever since Mayra's arrival turned into a mature and understanding woman, she seemed to know what I had always felt. He became someone who understood me.

The quarrel with Salsa was also constantly going on, he had actually turned into like he was no longer, ever since that incident. Salsa is completely different.

"Not go home." I who had just entered our room immediately stared at Salsa paused. I did come home late today, because a lot of work was in arrears.

"Darling, I'm tired of just getting home from work, this is." I smiled, but I understood her condition.

"Udah at twelvepm. Why not sleep in the office?" Salsa looked at me annoyed.

Is he mad because I'm overtime? But I've been preaching it through messages.

I chose to give up by going out of the room and going straight to the guest room.

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Every day even while eating, he often discussed topics that led to fights.

Bored.

Tasteless.

That's how I feel about this marriage getting longer. However, the arrival of Mayra and our togetherness that was only involved in the work made me become closer to her.

Mayra always listens to my complaints, motivating and encouraging are always there when I need to and get tired. In contrast to Salsa who always upset when with him.

Until the end. Everything happens, Mayra expresses her feelings to me.

"I love you." I was staring out the glass on the passing street, sculpting. We were in my office because there was something that Mayra wanted to say.

"Sorry Reon. But I haven't completely forgotten you. That taste is still there." Mayra bit her lip and looked at me, who was also looking at her.

"I don't need your answer. I just want to express this feeling, you don't have to answer." Mayra turned to look outside the building.

"I'm ready to be second."

I was quite surprised to hear his question. So the second one?

I prefer to be quiet.

"I have to go home first. Thanks for the time, Reon." Mayra turned around but my words stopped her steps.

"Be my lover."

Sorry Salsa.

I don't know why the word is said, but I'm really not ready to lose Mayra. I'm rattled. But on the other hand I am comfortable and calm with him. I'm comfortable with Mayra.

Is love? I don't know, obviously I'm comfortable and peaceful with him.

Since then we have been lovers. Really related. I spend a lot of time with Mayra. Because even at home, Salsa always makes fights.

My dark relationship with Mayra is already two months old. No more just lovers. No more physical contact, just hugs and kisses. I honestly dare not do more. The fear still exists. Fear of losing Salsa.

On the other hand I'm comfortable with Mayra. Moreover, he had no problem being a mistress. And I don't want to lose Salsa. The fear of knowing about our relationship with Salsa is so real. But this relationship remains.

Selfish? I've realized. Let me be, I'm quite comfortable with this situation.

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This morning's argument about children upset me. I'm really frustrated with this situation. Salsa really drained my emotions.

"Even until now I have not been pregnant, Brother! It's been over a year now that we've waited and the results are the same. Nought."

Quarrels that are not far from the child thing. I honestly don't want to sue Salsa for having children.

If it is given, thank God. No, I'm fine. The origin of healthy salsa. That'sallthatis.

But it was Salsa who was so demanding and it made me emotional, because of her own thoughts and fears. Our marriage was really bland.

I went straight to the office without breakfast that morning, of course with emotion. When I got to the office, Mayra was already in my room, waiting for my arrival.

"Why you?" tanyakanya. As if I understood my emotions.

"Eat first. I made you breakfast, baby." I followed and sat down beside him. After that I told him to massage my shoulders.

"You should rest, baby." Mayra spoke, starting a conversation.

"Where to rest." I took a long breath.

"Your wife makes you uncomfortable again? Stumped again? Why can't it keep fighting? Your wife doesn't love you, does she?!"

Looky. Mayra really understands me.

"Not if the child's problem, will also be loved again. Especially if you try, right, baby. That's weird for your wife." I chose silence, and enjoyed the massage letting Mayra just talk.

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I came home in the middle of the night, because overtime came back. I have a lot of work right now. When entering the house the condition is really quiet, not as usual.

"SALVUH!"

"SALVUH!"

I screamed to call him. I took a deep breath, what else. Want to make another fight, huh, Salsa?

I walked into the room. But when I saw him I was glued. Salsa's closet was open and its contents were gone.

I'm hatty. I searched him all over the house, but nothing. Salsa's not there, she's gone.

Where's Salsa? There was no way he would suddenly leave and disappear without this news.

However, I suddenly flinched as my mind guessed what happened.

Did Salsa know I was cheating?

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Who wants to know the continuation of Salsa accident in the next parts, because this is already the final part POV Reon.

The bawel is awaited!