Pasung Tuan Muda's

18. My Husband's Second Wife

Marissa POV

Days change days, seasons also participate in taking their share in this life. As I now began to feel that the memory was recovering, I could actually feel how much the husband wanted to betray his sacred promise in front of the ruler.

About two weeks ago, I tried to pretend to be crazy to make him angry. Making matters so that his emotions peaked, I deliberately did that merely wanting to test his level of patience in treating me.

But time says something else. He put my legs together very tightly and shackled them with iron chains, but I didn't accept any of this. In the third of the night I always chanted a holy prayer for the consciousness of the husband who seemed to have another woman, I realized that he asked permission to marry again.

At that time, I deliberately pretended not to respond. Because from there I want to see that patience is tested, everything has changed since the husband chose to marry—Siska—his secretary at my father's company. Truly human beings have no shame, life still depends on the property of others but treat the owner like an animal.

Take a deep breath, and exhale from the mouth several times. Both ears heard the footsteps of someone heading to the room where my captivity, it can be guessed that the person is Bi Ira.

Who else would want to come to this square-shaped room, very seedy and slovenly full of dirt. For a few minutes I said in my heart, apparently the thought was right. The middle-aged woman who always tied her hair with a raffia rope came, she held a food and drink as her routine every day.

Down through the steep steps, the woman I thought of as an angel in the world came very sincerely caring. My memory has now fully recovered. And the real game is about to begin today, right in the circumstances I am now experiencing.

It turned out that during the pasung in the room, I already had a fetus that was a few days old. Even though he died before, God gave me a way to reveal everything now.

Arriving at the right side, the middle-aged woman put down the food and cleaned my body slowly. Washing all over her body and giving her nice clothes, the radiance of her face looked extremely radiant.

"Madam, yuk, eat" he said, then he handed him a spoonful of rice and vegetables.

I opened my mouth and stared with my glasses on. "Bi, thank you for taking care of me with pleasure."

Deg—

Hearing that remark, Bi Ira stared intently at me. He seemed to not believe that I finally made a sound after a few months of silence, because today the mouth feels very light and the memory fully recovered.

"Bi ... Why see me like that?" I asked him to throw a smile away.

"Mrs ...."

"Yes .. Why with me?" I continued with a triumphant face.

From the front of the vision, the middle-aged woman looked at my face with gleeful eyes. He was still focused and just focused on staring. While the spoon in his left hand fell off, then I took the spoon and thrust it at him.

"Mrs ...."

To return his words, I nodded twice. The middle-aged woman's tears trickled down, using her right hand, I erased and touched her still daydreaming face.

"Bi ..," I called briefly, then the interlocutor broke his reverie.

"Mrs, really? Aunty didn't see it wrong?" tanyanya.

"No. This is me, MARISSA."

"Mrs remember everything now?"

"Remember, Bi. Alhamdulillah .. I also remember that—Revan—suami I asked permission to remarry another woman."

As the middle-aged woman placed a plate of rice beside her, she hugged my body very tightly.

"Monya .. God has finally heard our prayers all along."

Immediately my cry broke on his shoulder, hugging tightly, I kissed the hair of the woman who now outnumbered the angels in this life. Finished hugging, Bi Ira looked at my face sharply, she also combed this hair very neatly.

"Bi, please don't tell anyone that my memory has recovered. Because there is a big plan that we will do in the future," I said while putting a serious face on the interlocutor.

The woman on the right side snickered and shrieked agitatedly, she changed her sitting position and was now very close to me. "Good, Nyah. We will give calculations to humans who do not know themselves in this house. I will fully support the plan that the Madam will do, let them feel what the Madam has felt."

"Mrs .. Why is it that aunty's hand is placed on her stomach?" he said, then he looked at my face again.

"Bi .. I've been a few months without a month, that means ...?" I hung my words, hoping that Bi Ira would be sensitive to this.

"Not come in months? It's been since Madam's been shackled never come to the moon, has it?" his response was as he looked towards my stomach.

"Yes, Bi. It means I'm pregnant" I said, then the middle-aged woman rushed out of the room.

"Dad, bentar. Auntie wants to take something outside."

"Bi, take what ...!" I shouted while striking the tone of voice.

Bi Ira remained out of the room, he was stumbled up the stairs. After a few minutes leaving the location, he again brought something. Just to the left of the body, the middle-aged woman thrust something at me.

"Tools for pregnancy check, Bi?" I asked, then I took the sodoran and turned the thing around.

The opponent nodded twice. "Dad, let's check here now. If the result is positive, it means the lady is pregnant."

By following his words, I also carried out that order. After a few minutes, the results came out. Unexpectedly, I was positively pregnant.

I thrust the device right in front of the middle-aged woman who tied her hair with a raffia rope, she snorted and gulped. "Dad ... positive result, means ...."

I nodded twice. "I'm pregnant, Bi ...."

Bi Ira hugged my body very tightly. The feeling was immediately very happy. I spontaneously shouted out loud. Apparently, the screams of both of us were heard to the outside of the room. From the doorway to the iron bar, the site, someone's feet are like coming to see you.

The alacrity of the middle-aged woman on the right flung out my pregnancy test results and threw them under the cupboard. Apparently they were Revan and Siska, the two unknowns were visiting the room where I was shackled.

They stared amusedly and while holding hands. The intimacy made me have to turn my face away, because my heart felt very sick like it was pierced by a sharp sword. Siska clapped her hands, and Revan stood before me, holding his head up.

"Great .. great .. This is the story of the life of a maid and a master in a room that is disgusting, right," said Siska, he then changed his position to look at my face sharply.

Since I didn't want anyone to know that I had recovered from amnesia, I ended up putting on a stupid face and occasionally giving Bi Ira a code.

Siska touched my hair a little. "Of ... Marissa. The famous high school prima donna woman is rich and the most beautiful, now very disgusting, 'is like shit."

"Shut up! Don't touch Madam, if you speak politely!" sambar Bi Ira started to hush.

"Eh, dong, by the way. Here you're just a maid, remember that. PEM ... BAN ... TU," he explained while throwing a small laugh at Bi Ira.

"Let me be a maid, but my heart is not as dirty as yours! Blocking all means to get the property of others," concluded Bi Ira, they fought each other.

From the front, Revan spoke up. "Bi! Enough's enough! Please be polite talking to my wife."

"Let's just say, Mom, what are they gonna say. Look at this, a very decent room for low-level animals and humans like them. Yuk, we're back in our house." Torment changed his position to stand, then he kissed the lips—Revan—myamiku right in these two eyeballs.

"Thank you, dear ..you are the woman who can raise my passion the most, not like that crazy woman," said the husband, staring at me at a glance.

Instantly emotions peak. By saying the name of God, I try to be patient. They also left the room where I was shackled alone, maybe it was a fateful suratan that I would experience all this.

From the right side, the middle-aged woman hugged me tightly. "Mrs .. patient, God is not sleeping. One day they will feel what the Madam is feeling now."

"Yes, Bi .. My heart aches to see them kissing in front of my eyes." Crying just came out of my two eyeballs, the rubble of pain as if circling the contents of this head to think hard how best to get rid of the parasites like they are in my own house.

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