Me, Dama & Rania

Surprised

My phone's alarm goes off loud, signifying dawn. I woke up and didn't see Dama in this room. The mattress and pillow next to me are still neatly arranged, sofapun the same.

Is he in the bathroom?

I knocked on the bathroom door, but there was nothing inside. I pressed the doorknob, unlocked and empty, there was no Dama in it.

You know, maybe he's exercising in the morning.

Then I took ablution water to perform dawn prayers. After the prayer, I let go of my face and put my veil back on.

The sound of the room door opening and I saw Dama entering in a random state of flutter. Like the end of war, my mind.

I haven't been able to ask, she's already gone into the bathroom. I heard the gemricik water.

Chequelek

Dama opened the bathroom door and came out wearing only a towel wrapped around her waist. His field chest was clearly exposed. His hair was still wet after shampooing. I who was standing would pick up the phone next to the bed near the bathroom door, immediately covering my face. The sight I saw for the first time in my life.

"Why is it closed like that? embarrassed? did you see it for the first time? I'm your husband, why the shame?" Dama kept asking without me answering.

Why are footsteps getting closer? what's he gonna do? oh no, is he going to violate the terms of the agreement?

Sure enough, Dama opened the hand I was wearing to cover my face. Pulling my chin up, straight in the direction of his view. My heart was beating again.

Cup..

Dama landed her flirting red lips on my lips. This time it was not a kiss but more than that. I'm silent, unable to reply, because I don't know how. It's the first thing I've just experienced and done.

"Ahh.." I was in pain when my lower lip suddenly bitten. With a reflex I opened my lips. Dama smiled then inserted his tongue and passed each of my teeth without being missed.

There's something strange in me, something hot and it makes my hair stand up.

Dama took me in his carrier without letting go of our first kiss. Put me on the bed.

Dama took off my veil and looked at my hair for the first time. We were equally swept away in the hot atmosphere this morning.

I couldn't help but sigh when Dama started to kiss my neck and bite him. Then I realized when I saw the red marks on Dama's shoulder.

Who did it? looks like it's new.

I pushed Dama's chest strong, until she sat on the bed. I put my veil back on and tidied up my clothes.

"Mas, it's enough up to here that we do it. I'm afraid we could be far away. Honestly I want to be a full-fledged wife but given the agreement you made and we agreed to." she likes to cut out my unfinished words.

"Okay I know, I'm a khilaf, but I'm not wrong either. You're my wife, my rightful wife" Emotion blighted, visible from her eyes.

"I'm your wife, but you made your own letter of agreement. Remember that!!"

"Yes I remember, but just making out doesn't matter? we're not doing more than that"

"For now yes, but the urge to do more than that scares me. What if I get pregnant and you dump me?" I knelt down to cover my face and cried.

It was a deep sadness for me because I was a child abandoned by my parents. I don't want my son to experience the same.

"I'm sorry. I promise I won't do that again" Dama grabbed me and hugged me, rubbing my hair.

******

Me and Dama went down to the hotel restaurant for breakfast with the extended family. When the elevator door was about to close, I saw Dama's secretary hold the elevator door and go inside.

It's crazy, in front of my eyes they both cipika cipiki and cuddle. Whispering and laughing, I don't know what they're laughing at.

Looks like last night they spent some time together, the red mark on the Dama boat I saw earlier? Holy jeez?! shameless.

I'm his wife, but why am I the mosquito here? want to feel like breathing as much oxygen, really crowded. The world belongs to only the two of them.

tting

Thankful that the elevator doors were open, I chose to leave first, letting them continue to make out. Just stepping my foot out of the elevator, my left hand was blocked by Dama. I turned my head, but this scene I really don't like.

"Wait" Dama held my hand while kissing her secretary's lips.

"See you tonight baby" Rania's spoiled voice in my husband's ear. It's crazy, they're clearly cheating in front of my eyes.

"Why are you quiet? you jealous?"

Whahuh? jealous? I feel like I'm going crazy with a new wedding today.

I kept quiet and Dama kept linking her fingers to me, acting romantic in front of all the family.

Dama pulled the chair for me to sit on, her hand still holding my hand on the table. Both of our parents were smiling happily at the sight of us both being so friendly.

"His first night was successful?" ask mother to us. Maybe because I saw Dama's wet hair.

It works? I was left in the room alone and she was loving her secretary...

All the family enjoyed breakfast talking and laughing.

Me? I'd better go out for a breath of fresh air.

By the pool, lying down while sunbathing. Closing my eyes, relaxing my mind that was really made to float high and then blown away, by who else if not my husband's Dama.

"Why not join the others?" the voice of a man I know very well, Dama. He approached me.

"No papa, I want to sunbathe" I replied, still closing my eyes.

"This afternoon we go home!" Dama said that and left immediately.

"Ahhh..it sucks!!" I hit the lounge chair I was sitting in and squinted my eyes at the back of Dama who went into the resto again.

*******

Our car entered a fairly elite housing and the distance between neighbors was quite far.

"How is the life of the individual now?!" my inner.

tinthong

Why did Dama have to push the bell to get into his own house? there may be a housekeeper. A house this big, there must be, right?

chequeleked

Someone opened the door and made me round my eyes. Something very surprising to me. That woman, that sexy secretary, why open the door to the house of Dama?

"Sayangg.." the woman called out to Dama spoiledly, without caring for me standing next to my husband.

"Let's go in" Dama told me to go inside his house. With great difficulty, I brought my suitcase in. I entered the living room and found the two of them kissing. The sexy secretary was sitting on Dama's lap. I reflexively turned my face away.

"Why silence?" Dama asked me, but I was reluctant to turn around.

"Emm...my room where is mas?" I asked still in a position to turn my back on them.

"There's a 2nd floor, right"

without saying any more, I immediately took my suitcase upstairs.

"Let me bring it" Dama suddenly took over the suitcase I was lifting. I followed my husband from behind.

"This is your room.quick shower and change clothes.There's something I have to say" Dama went back downstairs, yes to make out with his girlfriend again.

I entered a room that was quite spacious compared to my room. There is air conditioning, there is an indoor bathroom and there is a balcony. Put my suitcase in front of the closet. I threw things away for a while, enjoying the new room and the comfy mattress. Because it's too comfortable, it's making me sleep.

tok tok tok tok

The sound of someone knocking on the door.

"Andini" Dama's voice called out to me. I woke up with a hunting breath because I was surprised by the loud sound of Dama.

"Yes mas?" I answered while narrowing my eyes.

"Not showered yet?"

"Sorry, I overslept"

"Hurry to shower now! I wait downstairs" Dama looks angry and goes straight down.

I went into the bathroom. Flush your head and body with a warm shower.

"Ah.comfortable once. Different from the bathroom at home. Have to cook hot water first and no showers, wear a jebar jumper.."

Finished refreshing the body, I opened the suitcase grabbing a long pajama and an instant veil. Prepare to get down.

Step one foot down to the bottom floor. Silence, but I heard a sigh from the kitchen. I approached the voice and I heard the sighs of my husband and Rania.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim." I sounded loud and made them startle to stop the activity. I went away, sat on the couch in the living room. This time I heard something like that with my own ears. I kept squeezing both of my hands, confused as to what to do. I heard but I was ashamed.

Seriate....