Sharing Love - A Cold Husband

CHAPTER 19 ~ The Proposal ~

Allena walked slowly towards her room. While passing through Zefran and Frisca's room, there were those who were fighting. Her tears flowed upon hearing Zefran's words blaming the potion.

Zefran had absolutely no interest in approaching Allena if not for the influence of the potion.

"When I was with him, I didn't even see him as Allena, all I had in my eyes was you, dear" Zefran told his wife.

"You're lying, the potion's just an excuse. Actually you really want to fuck her, don't you," Frisca replied.

Zefran cupped his wife's face. Trying to convince her that she did not see Allena as a wife at all.

"Trust me, you can ask him. When I was with Allena all I saw was you. In my eyes, all I hold is you Frisca. Only your name that I call, consciously or unconsciously, in my eyes, in my heart is only you Frisca. She even cried because of it. Any potion is not capable of making me turn away from you" Zefran explained persuading his wife.

Frisca smiled at Zefran's words despite continuing to shed tears. Frisca wants Zefran to convince herself that Zefran is his and will not turn away from him.

"Don't do that again. Promise me you won't sleep with her again" Frisca said, hugging her husband.

Although Zefran has officially become Allena's husband with her permission, Frisca is not willing if her husband considers Allena as a wife. Frisca wants Zefran to be hers. Frisca does not want Zefran to share her love for the girl.

Allena shook her head strongly and ran into her room. Allena cried sobbing that made her body shake. This morning, the man hugged him in the bed. And now Allena found out that her husband did not want to see her as a wife anymore.

The girl sobbed as she slumped her face against the glass window. Raised his face and looked out the window with tears flowing.

When I can be free from here, I can no longer live with them, Mr. Zefran has always played me. Mr. Zefran always broke my heart, I could no longer, I could no longer live like this, screamed Allena with tears flowing.

Allena, the girl who is always tough when living a difficult life. Not crying despite being hurt and treated harshly by Night Club guests. Always tough to face the behavior of guests who underestimate people like him.

Abusive, degrading, insulting treatment to make it difficult for her to work does not make the girl complain and despair. The girl quickly forgot whatever had happened to her. Stepping hard again completing his tasks.

Living a difficult life without complaining. Diligent and a mainstay, cheerful with a smile that always reviews on his lips. Beautiful as the flowers in her frame. But living life as a wife that is not considered to make him give up and want to run away from reality.

While Allena was sobbing, Zefran hugged his wife while kissing the woman who had been under him.

"I want you to drink that potion for me" Frisca said suddenly.

"WHAT..?" zefran asked unsure of his wife's request.

"I want to try to feel the influence of the potion. As great as the effect of the herb affects you," said Frisca while kissing her husband's lips.

"I can't help it, every moment just imagining you, every moment wanting you to be in front of me. I really can't sleep imagining you in my brain. I really can't do anything before I let go. That potion is dangerous can make me blind. Voracious and always makes me want again, want again every time," explained Zefran told the influence of the potion he drank.

Unknowingly the man recounted the feelings he felt towards Allena. Always want again and always want again. Making Frisca jealous again when imagining Zefran with such passionate desire finally approached Allena.

"How many times have you done it with Allena. Didn't the potion make you want it again" Frisca said with a sullen face.

"It's just a pity, I don't want it if it's not with you, either" Zefran said.

"I want to feel you when I drink that potion" whispered Frisca.

Zefran smiled, while continuing to give his wife what she wanted. The man finally accepted his wife's request.

"As long as you are ready for me" said Zefran, ending their sex session.

Zefran let go of his embrace and stared straight at the ceiling of the room while adjusting his breathing. Allena's shadow appeared there. The man closed his eyes but the shadow of the girl with a smile still appeared in his eyes. Frisca leaned her head on Zefran's shoulder. It made him come to his senses and smile looking at his wife.

"Then we plan when you'll drink it" Frisca said as she kissed her husband's jaw.

"As for you dear, I think Mommy would be very happy if we finish the potion" Zefran said, rubbing his wife's delicate back.

"Maybe it'll get me pregnant, Zefran, we should try it right away" Frisca said.

Zefran laughed at the spirit of his wife and was even more grateful that Frisca had forgotten what had happened between him and Allena.

At dinner together, Frisca shamelessly asked the herbs to Mrs. Mahlika's. Of course it was a shock for Mrs. Mahlika because just this morning her daughter-in-law was upset by the effects of the potion her husband drank, now Frisca just asked again.

Zefran glanced at Allena who was eating her dinner with a moody face. Zefran was eager to ask his circumstances but could not do so.

"Don't you not like your husband drinking that potion?" ask Ny. Mahlika's.

Indeed Mrs. Mahlika prepared the potion not for Frisca. The woman of old age was already desperate for her daughter-in-law that one. According to him any potion would no longer be of any use to his first son-in-law.

Mrs. Mahlika wants the maximum to make Zefran approach Allena so that she can immediately make her second daughter-in-law pregnant and give birth to a grandchild for her. But the resolute woman felt sorry to see Frisca. The big lady also still wanted to be fair to her daughters-in-law.

The potion was only for the pleasure of Frisca but it would produce nothing.

As long as you are willing for your husband to use it for Allena then I will give it to you as well no matter how you want, Inner Mahlika with a smile nodded.

Frisca was very happy, a smile rose from her lips and Zefran also smiled. Only Allena always looks moody.

Let's just say it's a consolation gift for you for letting my son remarry. I hope from now on you get used to the fact that your husband will fall in love with his other wife, Inner Mahlika still smiles at the joy of her first daughter-in-law's face.

Allena hastened her dinner on the grounds that she must get ready to leave for work at the Night Club. Hearing that Zefran's heart was worried, imagining Allena being approached again by his best friend, Valendino.

From behind the glass window, Zefran could not cover the turmoil of his heart when he saw Allena walking towards the fence of their house. The girl would wait for her pickup car in front of the gate of the house.

"What's up, baby? What are you watching?" frisca asked, looking for what Zefran saw.

The man immediately distracted his wife. Inviting the beautiful woman to sit on the sofa in their room.

"When did Mommy give you the potion?" ask Zefran.

"Whatever we want, I'll ask and keep it so whenever we want you can drink it straight away" Frisca suggested.

Zefran nodded, whatever Frisca's proposal would be agreed to, provided that his wife did not stare into the window to see who she was looking at through the glass window.

Frisca came early in the morning to Miss. Mahlika read her company's financial statements in her room. Mrs. Mahlika let in after hearing the knocking of the door. The big madam took off her glasses and closed her laptop. Staring with a smile at the son-in-law who used to be his favorite.

"What's the matter Frisca?  You don't usually look for Mommy early in the morning" asked Mahlika.

"Mommy can give me those herbs?" asked Frisca shamelessly.

Mrs. Mahlika smiled, the potion at such a fantastic price it certainly could not just anyone give it. However, because I promised you, Miss. Mahlika finally nodded.

My hopes are up for you Frisca but it's okay, who knows you can surprise me, Mahlika thought to herself.

Mrs. Mahlika opened the closet in her room and took out a bottle of the herbs. Surrender to her daughter-in-law and are happily greeted by Frisca. Mrs. Mahlika looked pityfully at her daughter-in-law.

The big madam nodded her head as Frisca came out of the room. Staring at the back of his daughter-in-law who was walking cheerfully towards the door of the room.

Hopefully there's a surprise from you Frisca, because I hope for Allena, I'll ignore you. After all you are still my son-in-law, do your best! I'm still expecting a grandchild from you, Mahlika's heart screams.

Frisca opened her bedroom door and saw Zefran was getting ready for work. With a smile Frisca approached her husband.

"Want to know what's behind me?" ask Frisca to play around.

Zefran who was tidying his tie peeked behind his wife's back but Frisca dodged.

"Eits.., you can't just take a peek, guess what," said Frisca.

Zefran smilingly looked at Frisca through the mirror before him.

"That banquet" said Zefran briefly.

"Why so expect the potion from Mommy, if you want, we can buy it ourselves" said Zefran.

"If the price is not a problem but look for it that is difficult. We don't have access to it" Frisca said.

"Not sold freely?" ask Zefran.

"No," answered Frisca briefly.

"So where do you know about the potion?" ask Zefran astonished.

"Chat with girls first" said Frisca.

"Girls talk about potions that can increase sexual arousal?" ask Zefran astonished.

"Girls can talk about anything, especially in such a thing. It was precisely those moments of extremely high curiosity towards such things. Because it can't be as talkative as an adult who is free to talk about it" Frisca explained.

"So this is hard to come by?" ask Zefran.

Frisca nodded.

"When do we try?" zefran asked as he wrapped his hands around his wife's waist.

"Later in the evening" said Frisca firmly and surely.

"Ok.., you tell me when it's time for me to drink this," Zefran said as he stuffed the small bottle into his suit pocket.

They were getting ready for breakfast together, as usual when they came down from the top floor, the two lovebirds had already found My. Mahlika and Allena were eating their breakfast. Frisca smiled when she saw her favorite vegetable in the field even though it was special for her.

"It's a pity you eat my broccoli," said Frisca kindly split her broccoli.

"No, I've taken a lot of vegetables" said Zefran.

"It's just take mine, pity you don't eat broccoli" Frisca insisted in a spoiled style.

Hearing that Allena felt disturbed, the breakfast that had been quiet became so noisy hearing two lovebirds who were busy talking about the vegetables on that one.

"Mr Zefran doesn't like it, he hates broccoli. Why should the madam force her to eat what she dislikes? And sir, why not say frankly that you actually don't like broccoli" said Allena who did not need answers from the two men.

However, making the two flabbergasted, while Mrs. Mahlika just smiled. Frisca was irritated at Allena's bold remark interrupting their spoiled chatter.

"Urus is your business, don't interfere in people's affairs" Frisca replied with a sharp eye.

Zefran let out a heavy sigh, his two wives as if they were about to get into a fight.

"Try to understand yourself, do not like to force your own likes on others. If you just don't like it it may still be tolerated but Mr. Zefran hates it, hates it. Why are you forced to like it?" allena said emphasizing the word hate to make her husband's first wife back flabbergasted.

Allena did not care anymore, being polite to the two people, still did not make them appreciate it. Being obedient and submissive to them, still did not make the two people care about his feelings.

Allena felt their attitude was always at will. Zefran who broke his heart with his actions then scapegoated the potion as the cause of the man venting desire on him.

While Frisca, Allena had known from the beginning her intention to accept being pitted to make her position remain as Zefran's wife.

Master is not interested in me, is he? If it wasn't for the potion, sir wouldn't have approached me. And madam, haven't you used me enough to secure your position? Are you really ready to be combined? If you're willing you should let your husband sleep with me, Allena screamed.

But it can only be said in the heart. Only his eyes were staring at that upper-class lady before him.

Frisca laughed in a tone of disbelief, the woman was not sure Allena was so bold as to say the words that seemed to teach her. While Zefran was happy to be defended but did not like if Frisca had to fuss with Allena.

"You dare.."

"That's enough!" mahlika stopped Frisca.

"Mommy thinks Allena is right, you can't force your likes on others, while Zefran, try to be straightforward. Pleasing the heart of the wife is good but it does not have to sacrifice itself. You make Frisca look like a pushy person." Mahlika's Advice.

The couple quietly bowed, Allena got up from her seat.

"Sorry Mommy, I've finished breakfast. I leave first," said Allena without looking at the two men.

Mrs. Mahlika nodded, Allena rushed to pick up her bag and left for the flower shop. The girl did not want to wait for the two people to leave first. Take them to the terrace to be ignored no longer want to do Allena.

The girl chose to depart ahead of them, making Frisca feel strange, while Zefran could only stare at the back of the girl who was walking away disappeared behind the door.

At the flower shop, Allena was more pensive. Making him shocked when he suddenly saw a bouquet of flowers thrown over the storefront next to him.

"A very ugly bouquet of flowers, fix it again!!!"

Allena was flabbergasted to hear that disrespectful remark. Grabbing the bouquet of flowers thrown carelessly in front of him then turned to the owner of the voice.

"This.., Oh ... Brother Valen?" allena laughed as she covered her face with her favorite bouquet of flowers.

Valendino brushed off the bouquet of flowers until she could see Allena's laughing face behind it.

"Always pranking me like this" said Allena.

"Who is pranking? I'm serious, that bouquet of flowers is so ugly I asked to fix it. Why didn't you go to work yesterday? Does it hurt again?" ask Valendino.

"There's nothing, there's just a little bit of a hitch" Allena replied.

"When I want to give you something" Valendino said.

"Last night we met at the Night Club, why wasn't it given back then?" ask Allena.

"The moment doesn't match the atmosphere" Valendino explained.

Allena nodded.

"Seriously this is fixed? I'm sure this isn't a florist here. Even an untalented florist would not string a bouquet this bad. Brother Valen must have deliberately scrambled it," Allena accused with a smile

Valendino was charmed to look at Allena's sweet smile.

Allena began to remove the ribbon that tied the bouquet. In his heart thought Valendino might be upset that he did not meet her until he scrambled the bouquet of flowers he had wanted to give her.

Valendino often bought flowers that she assembled herself to give her again. The girl smiled to herself imagining Valendino being annoyed at not finding her in the store yesterday morning.

The girl's smile suddenly faded as she looked at a circular ring on a flower stalk. With teary eyes the girl pushed him slowly out of the flower stalk and picked it up.

He looked at it and gave it to Valendino. Then go back to continuing the flower arrangement like nothing happened. Valendino restrains Allena's fingers, making the girl stop doing her job. Valendino flipped Allena's body facing him.

"Allena, marry me!" valendino.

Allena's tears in her eyes are no longer able to contain it. Slowly down wet the cheeks of the girl.

"I'm not asking you to get married now. I can wait until whenever you want, a month, a year or even ten years, if you accept me, I will wait patiently" Valendino said.

Allena covered her mouth with both hands. His body shook withstanding his sobbing cries. Valendino pityed at the girl then grabbed her into his arms.

Valendino felt the shock of Allena's body. Clenching her closer and hoping Allena realizes that she has herself to lean on.

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