Old Man's Bed

#29: My Second Wife

"Berlin, stop!"

"I want to talk to Kenzia, alone," said Berlin ignoring Ardhan's gaze.

"Kenzia let's go home, I don't want Berlin to hurt you."

"Dad, let's have a word, and then I'll go find Daddy, please."

Ardhan turned his head, looked at Berlin at his face and energy, Berlin was not yet fully strong, then looked back at Kenzia. "Well, if there's anything, yell, Daddy's outside."

Kenzia nodded and Ardhan walked out of the room, leaning in front of the door while shortening.

***

"No need for pleasantries, I want you to leave Ardhan" Berlin said in a sharp tone. His eyes seemed to want to take Kenzia's life. "Don't be a cheap woman snatch people's husbands,"

"What do you mean? who took Ardhan, my Daddy? I grew up with her since childhood and you only came when you got married."

"But you clearly know, Ardhan is married and as a wife, I don't allow Ardhan to be close to anyone including, you Kenzia. Oh, I know, you meant to be Ardhan's second wife, I wouldn't let her."

Kenzia clenched her hands, until the veins of her hands were visible. At least he did not intend or plan to be the second wife of the Daddy. "I will not seize what is not rightfully mine, either, as Auntie wishes. I'll stay away from Daddy, but after this, even if Daddy doesn't love Auntie and doesn't change, don't blame Kenzia."

Kenzia twisted her body, exactly five steps she turned her head. "I hope with my departure, Aunt and Daddy are happy, but for tomorrow, I want to be with Daddy, so Auntie don't bother me if I want to keep this promise."

Both eyes of Berlin seemed to want to get out, the crown was hot, he hated the presence of Kenzia, he wanted to eliminate it and make it to hell. "If you're seen again in front of me, I'll never let you go."

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Ardhan approached Kenzia who was still holding the door handle, he peered at the small glass window and saw Berlin smiling at him.

"He didn't do anything to you, did he?" ask Ardhan. He covers both Kenzia's cheeks.

And not spared from Berlin's vision, tightness and pain, he could not see the intimacy of both. He swore he would always hate Kenzia.

"I'm fine Dad, don't be like this."

Ardhan drew Kenzia's hand sitting in the front seat of the door of the Berlin room. "Say, what did Berlin say?"

"No," Kenzia smiled, she stroked Ardhan's cheek. "He just said to look after Daddy if he disappeared."

Ardhan raised his thick eyebrows. He could not believe what Berlin was saying, he knew the nature of Berlin, the woman would never stop with what she wanted.

"Berlin knows our relationship."

Kenzia's hand stroking Ardhan's cheek immediately stopped. He knew it, and Berlin hated it.

"I intend to divorce Berlin, but look at the state of Berlin .... "

Ardhan did not continue his words, he was confused about what he would do next. Berlin did not want to get away from him and always threatened him with his life.

Tucked away in Kenzia's heart, she forced her lips to print a smile. "I know,"

"I want you to be my second wife, Zi. I can't leave you, Zi."

Bitter, pain, tightness, pain, heat, everything is processed into one. Ardhan's words made him fall, so as if he could not get up.

"I can't Daddy,"

"I beg you,"

Ardhan clasped Kenzia's hand, his gaze aching and disappointed. "I beg you, I can't without you Zi."

"I'll think about it, o yes, in a few days I intend to go home to Jakarta, I miss Mommy and Daddy,"

"I'll accompany you, all of you to talk about this."

Kenzia shook her head weakly, "Don't," stop her. "Let Zia say it," she said.

I'm sorry Dad, I didn't mean to hurt you, but this is best for everyone.