Sharing Love: Second Wife

Job Strike

The dress that entered the auction list had been almost two months without news. Boutique administration fucked up. Vika's personal account is running low for Vincent's dialysis costs. The king repeatedly offered to help, but Vika always refused him firmly.

That morning Vincent's dialysis schedule. The six-month-old baby looks so happy. She never cried even when she was unwell. Motor development is also very good. The body is full and looks like a normal baby in general. It's just that the baby looks a little pale when approaching the dialysis schedule.

"Hi, Boy!" greet King.

As if understanding that being greeted, the baby boy looked at the King with a smile. Saliva adorns the area of Vincent's lips. He was holding a palm-shaped teether.

"good. I'm going straight there done with Vincent's dialysis. Thank you," said Vika while sticking the phone to the ear.

"Who?" ask King.

"The auction agency. He gave news that his dress was successfully sold, only behind the capital. It's better than nothing" Vika said, putting her phone in a bag.

"Hello, Vincent! Ready already?"

Hearing the words of Vincent's mother immediately raised her hand asking to be carried. His wide smile was transmitted to Vika and the King. After bringing Vincent into his arms, Vika said goodbye to Miss Lasmi.

"Mom, Vika's leaving huh? If there's anything to ask Nola to call immediately," said Vika then kissed the back of her mother's hand.

"The king is also saying yes, Ma'am," said the King while nodding.

"Yes, be careful on the road. No need to speed, pick up Vika and Vincent!" said Ms. Lasmi.

"Good, Mom. Excuse me," said the king.

After saying goodbye they immediately entered the car and split the bustling city of Bandung smoothly. This big city still feels cool, even though the activities of its citizens are the same as in Jakarta. This is one of the reasons why Vika is very comfortable living in Bandung.

In the car, Vika jokes with Vincent. The king just smiled seeing both the mother and the child joking. Occasionally, there were laughter Vincent who was keen due to the tickle of Vika.

"If I had met you sooner, I would have made sure you never suffered and always laughed as loosely as you are today" the inner King continued to watch Vika and Vincent from the rear-view mirror.

Soon they arrived at the hospital. While waiting for the queue, Vika and Raja invite Vincent to play in the playground.

"Well, handsome like his father!" chirps a nurse by the name of Dinda.

"Ah, he .. his uncle," said Vika with a smile.

"Eh? Uncle? Sorry, Madam. I thought it was her father" said Dinda. A red hue adorned his face in embarrassment. The beautiful nurse finally passed.

He wasn't the first to think the King was Vincent's father. Because indeed if considered the two men of different ages are very similar. The good looks of Mr. Theo are really passed down to his children and grandchildren.

"Ananda Vincent Aditama" called Yuna, a nurse who always accompanied Dr. Arjun.

The king grabbed Vincent's tiny body and took him to the consultation room with Vika.

"All of Vincent's vitals are good. Today it's okay to do dialysis" Arjun said with a smile.

"For example, a kidney transplant at Vincent's current age, Doc?" ask Vika.

"Does Miss Vika already have a donor candidate?"

Vika just shook her head. Actually Vika has done a series of tests in order to become a donor, unfortunately his kidney does not match Vincent's. The king also secretly conducted a test, but the results were the same.

The young mother could not bear to see Vincent continue dialysis. He plans to ask Mahen for help someday.

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"Thank you for the help, sir. Finally my dress can be sold," said Vika to Mr. Tio, the auction board followed by Vika.

"Together, Mom. Don't hesitate to ask me for help. As much as possible, we'll give you the best price." Mr. Tio shook Vika's hand.

Vika decides to go home soon after seeing Vincent exhausted. Arriving at home, he was surprised by the crowd of several boutique employees in front of the house.

The mother-of-one rushed down from the car, followed by the King. Miss Lasmi runs over to Vika, then takes over Vincent from his carrier.

"Where have you been? Mom and Nola have been calling you all day but can't" Ms. Lasmi said in a panic.

As soon as Vika picked up her phone, she realized that the flat object was in silent mode.

"Sorry, Mom. Vika phone in silent mode. It was after returning from the hospital, Vika met Mr. Tio," said Vika.

"Mom, please bring Vincent inside first," the king asked.

"Yes, would you please help Vika?" said Miss Lasmi.

The king nodded his sign. Now that Nola was walking towards Vika, the employees followed behind her.

"Where is this, Vik? They're asking for a double raise!" Nola.

"What's? It doesn't make sense!" exclaim Vika.

"Something's wrong!" tymphal King.

"Mom! Raise our paychecks!" shouted one of the employees. Shouts for the sake of a simple shout that night.

Repeatedly Vika tried to calm her employees but to no avail. Their unreasonable demands made Vika's head seem to be about to explode.

"From tomorrow, we're on strike!" exclaim Bu Titin.

"Rubber!" other employee's consent.

"If within a week there is no decision to raise, we will stop!" threaten Ms. Titin.

"Agreed!" call other employees simultaneously.

"That's a ridiculous request! Those who still want their salary raised, can submit a resignation letter!" firmly Vika.

Hearing Vika's words the courage of her employees seemed to shrink. No longer heard their tweets to ask for a raise. One by one they started leaving Vika's courtyard. Vika's body was slightly limp, but was captured by the King's burly arms.

"You okay?" ask King.

Vika just nodded, she was swept away by the King to enter the house. Vika leaned against the sofa while lightly kneading her forehead. The middle nola is chin-backed with a bright view. While the King could only observe the two women in turn.

"I think there is something strange about what happened today" said the King.

"Come on," said Vika.

"I'm worried that they'll actually resign, brother." Nola threw her gaze towards Vika.

"I will work with someone who will survive. I think the wages I've been paying are well deserved, but why are they insisting on a raise?" vika said astonishment.

"We'll see tomorrow if they're just bluffing or mean-spirited" Nola said.

"I'm sorry, for this I can't interfere" said Raja. He felt it would look presumptuous if he interfered with Vika's business affairs. Except, Vika asks him for his opinion or help directly. The king will help him with pleasure.

"All right, I'm saying goodbye. Tomorrow I'll be here early, brother." Nola starts to say goodbye to Vika.

"I'm taking each other, Nola. We are in line," said the King.

"Good, Brother. Thank you." Thank you."

The house was silent when King and Nola returned home. Vika decided to go to bed soon, today was hard for her. Trouble was unceasingly hitting his life. Vika's only hope is one, hopefully later he can have a quiet life with Vincent and his mother.

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