OUR HUSBAND IS TOGETHER

ANOTHER WEEK ?

Ten minutes I was silent and ten minutes that Demian also used various ways to dig up information about me. Until finally I told the beginning of my meeting with the ex-husband aka Hero. He listened well, occasionally a painful stroke lingering on his face.

Come to think of it this guy is fun too. The way to examine my story, style of speech, gaze even sitting position was not unlike a man who is very familiar in my life. I felt like I was beside her, ah, so comfortable.

I also had time to tell about the springiness of the attached grandmother that I had long died. Demian was almost emotional but at that time he stroked his field chest. He said there might be something Miss Lastri was hiding that I might not have known.

Demian also said that in fact he had just moved after finding Pricilia at that time. Every day he takes care of my son while working at a rice wholesaler, pity. I was worried because I thought the comfort of Pricilia would be threatened, but Demian explained that he always left Pricil to a teenage girl whose house was not far from here. Somehow the process of their introduction I did not know and did not want to know.

“You yourself do have a wife?” I asked Demian who seemed to have finished interrogating this new friend.

He was clumsy, his breathing was wasted violently.

“Actually I also have a wife, but..” Her answer pauses the sentence. “...but she goes far.”

“Died you mean?”

“Huss no! He went abroad for being entangled in a.” case

“Ohya? What case?” I became a kepo, but it seems Demian does not want to discuss more in this matter. It seemed that from his mouth he suddenly refused to speak. “Uhm sorry.”

The wind continues to collide with the night. I had a long chat with the new neighbor. Starting from the event of impermanence to familiar as it is now adds my gratitude to the Power. Not to forget I also apologized and thanked a man who had been sincerely caring for Pricil without strings attached. I also promise to be the best mother for my son and will not be remiss like yesterday.

...***...

“What! We're getting married in one week?” My chest rumbles instead of playing after hearing Mr. Reno's words about the reception schedule.

I'm not ready, I swear! I even forgot how to serve my husband from the kitchen to the mattress.

“And today we will go to my friend's boutique to choose a dress.” The man who had just taken a shower was wagging his wet hair, the occasional splash of water landing on my face.

“Why is it fast?”

“What's fast? Even if you don't remember a lot of work piling up maybe tomorrow you've married me.”

I swallowed the saliva heavily. Marrying an employer and being a stepmother to my own foster children is something that never crossed my mind at all. But how do you want? Promise is promise.

I immediately continued the work that had been delayed because of Mr. Reno. The man took time off to prepare for our wedding. At first I refused to have a party, but the father-son was insistent so I could do nothing but accept it.

“Come bang!” Excite me to Refa who is still engrossed in his gadget. Like this is the danger of giving cell phones to toddlers, it must be addictive.

With Pricil and my new family, we entered a car parked in front of the house. Between joy and sorrow combined into one, my feelings swayed erratically.

“Are you with Bu Farah officially divorced?” Half-whispering I said to the man on the steering wheel, afraid that Refa might hear our conversation.

“Already.”

“Ou” I do not intend to reply again, but I would like to say that he has to rethink leaving his wife and marrying a pussy like me.

Regardless of whether it has really changed or not Bu Farah, but after marriage later I will often meet him with Refa. It is not good if only because of the separation of the household between mother and biological children is also kept away.

The car shot away splitting the morning rush in Batam City, until finally this black object successfully landed in a minimalist building with beautiful kebaya displays in front of it.

We entered the colorful building with unique materials embedded in all corners of the room. Many dresses are so eye-catching, between luxurious fur robes, colored motifs, long sleeves and other models so attract the attention of the eye.

“Hai Ren, long time no see.” A female-type soft voice suddenly appeared from the front. His smile expands and then shakes Mr. Reno's hand and then I.

“Lucia's Chevani and Chevani's Lucia, friend of my High School.” The man in white shirt glanced at the two women who were in front of him in turn.

This oath is beautiful. My old wedding dress with Hero was nothing compared to what I'm seeing right now. My eyes sparkled, imagining what if this tiny body was dressed in that fancy dress.

Grubak!

“Awww!”

“Eh sorry ga on purpose!”

I rubbed my arm which was suddenly pierced by two unknown women. Everyone stared cynically, as if I was their enemy. Even though you know him not.

“Reno wife candidate yes?” Ask one of the ladies in black tight.

I stared in wonder. Have we met before? Or maybe it was the man who had announced to everyone that he would marry his own maid.

“Eh you know! Actually the one who deserves to be Bu Farah's replacement is Elbra, not a bad girl like you!” He continued saying as he glanced at the person next to him I appraised named Elbra.

My heart felt like it was coming out of place, very painful. Who are these guys? What did that talk mean just now? I became inferior immediately when I saw their style that was so elegant and luxurious, different from me who only wore long skirts and slum clothes as his top.

“Excuse me!” I fell out with tears that almost broke. Looks like there will be a lot of things I have to ask Mr. Reno after this.

“Ah you've been anywhere!” Smear me! Apparently he's been looking for me since.

“A-anu Sir. I'm from sight-seeing.”

“Ya hurry up because your body will be measured.”

“For what else?”

“Are we here to buy a snack?”

“Um no-no it's not my mascud. Why not just take one of these dresses?”

“I paid a fortune to make the most luxurious dress for you!”

Ish! So arrogant, Reno. Besides, there are also many good dresses here, so why make a new one? Just take some time!

“Pardon my best friend yes Che, he did seem a bit arrogant.” Lucia nudged Mr. Reno's shoulder with her own shoulder, I replied with a horse smile.

“Loh! Mr Reno here too?” Only then did my heart start beating normally, now the two snake women who had insulted me again appeared to the surface.

“Lani? Elbra's? Why are you here?”

Ou became the other woman named Lani, my inner self.

“There is something to look for and it happens to meet you. Oya, this is Mrs Chevani's future wife huh? Hi Ma'am, I'm Lani and this is Elbra.” Lani suddenly shook my hand and was followed by a friend next to her. As if they had never met, they treated me very well and were inversely proportional to earlier.

...***...

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About those two snake ladies were Reno huh?

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