Sharing Love: Me, My Honey Best Friend

Sharing Love: Me, My Honey Best Friend
Chapter 10



Al hugged Vienna. He pecked at the top of his wife's head many times. Vienna also welcomed the warm embrace that Al gave. He drowned his face in the chest of the field. Shedding all the longings that always afflicted him.


Faithfully, Al kept holding her. Allowing Vienna to channel her stored emotions through tears.


God, can I have it? For a moment. I promise I won't ask for more Vienna murmured in his heart.


Thirty minutes passed. Vienna is now quieter. Al led her to sit on the sofa. The man clasped the two hands of Vienna tightly.


Staring at his wife's face was hard. His face looks withered. It seems Vienna is crying too much. His eyes look swollen. Al rubbed the remaining tears still running down Vienna's face with his thumb.


"It has. Don't cry anymore!" Vienna stared at Al.


"We started all over" Vienna scrunched her forehead.


Al rubbed Vienna's frowning forehead. His face showed his best smile. The man again clasped Vienna's hands and pulled her closer. Al hugged Vienna.


Vienna according. "Honestly, I'm afraid Citra will get hurt. Not that I wasn't hurt by what you did. But, Citra must have been much more hurt than me. Am I wrong?" Vienna began to tell Al the turmoil he was experiencing.


"Do you care less about image feelings than I do?" Vienna speechless.


"I'll try to be fair."


Vienna took off the hug and looked at Al. "Bang, do you know, if saying that is easier than running it. Fair according to Abang, not necessarily for us, bang," said Vienna.


"It's not the material that's the problem. But heart. That man can never be fair. Today you can say that, what about someday? Not bang. I'm not gonna ask you to choose. Let me choose this path" said Vienna.


Because, I don't want to hear your answer, when I ask you to choose between me and Citra. Whoever you choose, one of us will still be hurt.


"I know that. I'll keep trying. Give me a chance to prove my point. Remind me if I've started to deviate" Al asked.


"The image will be hurt.." Vienna's speech stopped, as the sound of s**tiletto struck the floor.


Al and Vienna looked at the same time. Seen, Citra walked up to them slowly. Her tears have even spread. Vienna pulled out her hand which Al held.


"Citra," he said.


"You'll never hurt me, because I chose you. I'm the one pushing, Mas Al to marry you. I also prepared everything related to your marriage."


"Win, I can no longer give a child to Mas Al. My womb has been lifted. I won't blame you, when Mas Al pays more attention to you later. I've considered everything before Mas Al approaches you. Please, stay by Mas Al's side."


Citra's eyes were already begging Vienna. Likewise with Vienna. The two friends embraced. They seem to be coming to terms with the situation.


"Listen to me! I'm willing to be your honey. With a note, after I give birth to a child for Bang Al, we'll split up."


Citra and Al stared at Vienna in disbelief. Especially imagery. He knows how it feels to lose a baby. She was once in a position as a mother. No mother can let her child live away from her.


"No, Vienna. Don't talk like that. I once felt the loss of my daughter. Her feelings were much more broken when I lost my family. I was almost depressed because of it. You won't lose it later." The image holds the hand of Vienna.


"Vienna, I married you not solely because of Citra's descent or request. Didn't I tell you, if I didn't just love you? I even need you."


There was a wounded heart hearing that speech. Countless things. It feels really sick. However, he held it. He strengthened his heart again.


No, it's not Vienna's fault. Don't regret your decision, Image. You who have chosen this path, then live your choice without regret.


"Bang," jolted Vienna.


Vienna glanced at Citra's face. Although it looks to justify Al's speech, but Citra's eyes emit a deep wound.


Al looked over and assessed the mimic of Citra's face. A little regretting his words in the heart. Unfortunately, all Al's speech is not a mere fabrication or dreadful speech. He said it as sincerely as he did.


What kind of crazy idea did I invent? The image cursed him.


Really, he didn't think about the consequences when he said that. Herself, the link had already started digging a hellhole for him himself. Maybe one day he will get hurt.


"I agree. It'll just be easier. I can watch you both at once." Instead of resisting, Al agreed to the idea.


Vienna gave her mouth in disbelief. Out there, many men who actually do not want both wives are on one roof. Because they know, it will be dangerous for the psychic condition of their partner. Both the first and second wife.


"That's impossible, Bang. What do the neighbors say?" vienna Protest.


Vienna was much more afraid of the gossip of its neighbors later. It's no secret, if the neighbor's mouth is much more sadistic than this world. Sometimes, from their words it actually kills the character of the person being gossiped about.


Whether who they will blaspheme later, it will still damage the psychological condition of Vienna and Citra. No, Vienna doesn't want it. He strongly rejected the ridiculous idea.


"I don't want to!" reject Vienna.


"Mas Al, right."


Vienna closed her eyes at the words of her best friend. Can't they go back as usual? Let Al divide his own time, so Vienna thought.


"Mas, the only way, we can live in an apartment, or in a mama's house."


"No, not at mom's. It's more dangerous for your psychic condition."


This time, Vienna was eager to ask Al and Citra about the matter between Citra and Widya, their mother-in-law.


"Indeed, why mommy?" ask Vienna.


"Mommy hates me. Moreover, after Naura's death." Citra's face changed wistfully as she remembered her daughter's name. Her tears even came back.


Vienna pulled Citra into his arms. The image must have been hit hard. Vienna rubbed gently on his best friend's back.


A faint smile rose on Al's handsome face, as he saw that his two wives could strengthen each other.


Lord, I can make both of them happy. It enables me too, to be fair to them. I'll take care of both. They are the best women you have sent me. (Alvino Brahmin)


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