Sharing Love: Second Wife

Meeting Chen Secretly

Mahen was still struggling with his thoughts. He doesn't know what to do. Guilt continued to gnaw at his heart. His foolishness in the past had a very bad impact on Vika and her son.

Granules of rainwater began to fall soaking the paved streets. Mahen began to lower the speed of the car when it entered his housing complex.

After putting his car into the garage, Mahen got into the house through a side door. The dining room lights are still on. The figure of his first wife was sleeping with a sitting position, his head resting on a folded arm.

It used to be that this scene always greeted him before Maura was born. This time he saw her again. Mahen slowly walked closer to Nova. He tucked the strand of female hair behind his ear. Nova's body wriggled, then his consciousness returned.

"Just come home, honey?" nova asked as she rubbed her eyes to relieve the drowsiness.

"Yes, kenala sleeps here?"

"Ah .. it .. I'm waiting for you to come home. Your phone can't be reached."

"Sorry, my phone battery is running out" Mahen said, throwing a charming smile.

"So .. want to eat now?"

"May, but a little. I'm still full."

Nova began serving her husband. Put white rice on the plate, followed by a side dish that is cold.

That night they ate in silence. There was only the sound of the twang of the spoon clashing against the plate.

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"From today, let me pick up Chen" Mahen said.

"But .... " The King's sentence hangs in doubt.

"I just want to be with Chen for a little while. Just give us thirty minutes," pinta Mahen.

The king seemed to think, he supported his chin while occasionally rubbing where his thin beard grew. His forehead looks wrinkled.

"Well, we will meet again here every day three minutes after Chen's hour home" said the King after thinking repeatedly.

For the King it was very unfair not to allow Mahen to meet with Chen. Shortly thereafter, the mercurial figure Vincent exits his school.

The boy's smile expanded, his row of milk teeth visible. His small steps up the paving to approach the two adult men he knew.

"Uncle!" shout Vincent.

"Chen, how are you?" greet Mahen.

Vincent stares cynically at Mahen then ignores him. His eyes were now on the king. In Vincent's eyes, the King is a hero and a role model adult man. He often imitated the King's hairstyle. Sometimes Vincent follows the man he calls his uncle.

"Come, we're home, Uncle!" take Vincent.

Seeing the attitude of his biological son, Mahen's heart felt painful. Sick but not bleeding. Vincent has no bond with him. It seems that for Vincent, he was just a stranger who happened to meet several times.

Seeing Mahen's gloomy countenance, the King tried to melt the atmosphere. The man crouched down in front of Vincent, then scrambled his original hair.

"Ehm, so ... Uncle Mahen came here specifically to pick you up, Chen," said the King.

"Why?"

"Because, Uncle Mahen wants to ask you for help," the King lied.

Vincent who could least hear the word 'please' finally turned his head towards Mahen. The little boy exhaled a rough breath. Both arms are folded forward to the chest.

"Uncle, what would you like to ask for help?" ask Vincent while grumbling.

"It ... actually .... "

Seeing Mahen in confusion, the King finally helped him to create an alibi. Now he stood up and began to raise his voice.

"Uncle Mahen's son went missing a few years ago" the king said.

Vincent's views now turn to the King. The boy tried to digest the King's words.

"Then, what does this have to do with me?" ask Vincent.

"When he saw you, uncle was like seeing his missing son. He always wanted to be with Chen when he came home from school. Just one moment .." explained the King.

"So .. does Chen want to help uncle?" ask Mahen.

Vincent seemed to think, he rubbed his chin gently with his index finger. Moments later, the boy turned his body towards Mahen.

"What?" ask Mahen.

"Buy me kebabs when I get home" said Vincent.

"Yes? A kebab?"

Vincent nodded. Of course Mahen immediately agreed to the boy's terms. He was afraid that Vincent would change his mind. Mahen attaches his index finger and thumb so that it forms a 'okay' sign'.

Vincent leapt up in excitement like a rabbit, when his little request for approval. The king chuckled at Vincent's adorable behavior. He tried to hold back the laughter and hide it behind the palm so that Vincent would not be offended.

"Deal!" exclaim Vincent while thrusting his hand as a sign of agreement.

At this time there are flowers blooming in Mahen's heart. As quickly as lightning the man welcomed Vincent's hand. The palm of Vincent's hand was shaken up and down.

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"Where is Chen going today?" ask Mahen.

"Chen is going to the bookstore. Chen is tired of the story books that mom has read thousands of times" Vincent said.

"okay! Let's go to the bookstore!" exclaim Mahen.

Within ten minutes, Mahen's Tesla was parked in a children's bookstore. As he stepped into the bookstore, his eyes were spoiled by the children's smelling decorations. Many funny characters such as Donal Duck, Spongebob, Little Pony, and other typical children's cartoons.

Vincent's small steps led to a one-meter-high shelf in deep blue. On the shelf, the shelf is neatly arranged various fairy tale books. Mahen tailed his little son from behind.

Vincent holds two books. A picture book of a rabbit hugging a tree branch, and another picture of a deer and a turtle. Mahen crouched down to equalize his height with Vincent.

"Chen, do you often buy books here?"

"Yes, Uncle. My mom used to invite me here."

"Where are you going to buy it?" ask Mahen.

"That's .. Can I buy both?" asked Vincent, winking his eyes repeatedly.

Mahen chuckled at Vincent's adorable behavior. His body trembled withstanding the sound of his laughter so as not to break, his stomach was tickled, and the corner of his tears began to get wet.

Seeing Mahen laughing at him, Vincent's lips frowned. As Mahen's laughter stopped, it turned out that his son did not like to be laughed at in public. It's very similar to him.

As a good adult, Mahen seduced his son. He smiled broadly showing Vincent his row of white teeth. He ruffled his son's thick hair.

"Chen, want everything?" ask Mahen.

The boy was still pouting, but still continued to glance at the two books he had already put origin on the shelf.

"All right, give it to, Papa!" chirps Mahen.

"Papa? Uncle is not my papa! My mom said I have no papa. I only have a mom!" exclaim Vincent.

Hearing his son's words, Mahen's heart seemed to be squeezed. It was painful, for a moment he condemned Vika's heresy. How could she doctrine her child like that?

Mahen sighed, he cupped Vincent's puffed cheeks with both palms. Now his eyes and the boy meet.

"Listen to uncle, everyone has a papa. So did Chen. Understood?"

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