Sharing Love: Second Wife

Reunite

THE PLAAAAKKK!!!

A slap landed smoothly on Mahen's cheek. The man grimaced as he rubbed his cheek which felt a little hot.

"Why, Honey?" Mahen's eyes widened as he received a slap from Maura's small hand.

"No! Papa ndak oyeh cup mom!"

(No, Papa can't kiss mama!)

Mahen grimaced at the behavior of his daughter, he kissed back Maura's cheeks. However, the beautiful boy snarled. His lips were so full that they could be cut off.

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That day was like the last few days, Mahen was waiting in front of Vincent's school gate. As soon as Vincent's petite figure came out the gate, Mahen hurried over to his son.

Mahen's wide steps tread the gray paving line. He stopped when he was right in front of Vincent. The boy in front of him smiled broadly. Mahen ruffled Vincent's hair, then took his tiny fingers.

"Where is Chen going today?" ask Mahen.

"Chen wants kebabs!" exclaim Vincent.

"Okay, Sir!"

Mahen started driving his car down the street. The afternoon sun was timidly peering behind the clouds. Vincent sings children's song I’m a Little Teapot.

" ... i'am a very special teapot. Yes , it's true .... "

The boy put his left palm to his waist, and his right hand formed like a teapot funnel.

Mahen occasionally glanced at his son while driving his car. Soon, they arrived at a red and yellow painted cart.

"Pig!" call Vincent.

"Hello, Chen." The old man with a thick beard and mustache waved his hand with a smile.

"Beef Kebab Roll two, Baba," said Mahen.

"Well, wait a minute, okay?"

While waiting for the order, Mahen and Vincent sat in the plastic chair that had been provided. The smell of roasted beef made Vincent's saliva drip. The handsome boy repeatedly gulped in saliva from inhaling its aroma. Repeatedly he turned towards the wagon.

"What PR is it today?" ask Mahen.

Vincent, who was focusing on the baba, prepared the kebab, as if deaf. Mahen doesn't want to give up. He asked his son to talk again.

"Chen, mama how are you?"

The smile that Mahen had made immediately vanished. Vincent still ignores it. Unsettled by his son's attitude, Mahen flanked Vincent's cheeks. Now the boy's lips look like fish's. The gaze did not like to radiate from his round eyes.

"Phomon, tholong don't bother me dhulu!"

(Uncle, please don't bother me first).

After listening to a protest from Vincent, Mahen let go of his hand. The two men of different ages were throwing hostile gazes at each other. Until finally the sound of baba selling kebab caught by Vincent's ears.

"Chen, your kebab is ready!" yell baba.

Without waiting, Vincent dropped out of his chair and ran towards Baba. Mahen followed behind him. After paying, they both got back in the car.

Vincent is enjoying his kebab while humming. His favorite kebab is second to none. The pile of meat is super juicy which is covered in thin and tasty bread tape. The seasoning is soaked into the flesh. Baba made her own sauce for her kebab. So, it can be said that kebab is the only one in the world.

Arriving in front of Vincent's school, Mahen was made aghast. His heart was racing faster. The figure of the woman he had been secretly longing for, was now in front of his eyes. Vika looks to have a body that is more contained.Hair length that was once black, now colored golden brown.

"Uncle, terrible! I could get mad at you!" exclaim Vincent.

"Let uncle take care of everything, don't worry" Mahen said.

He got out of the car holding Vincent's hand. As Mahen was surprised, Vika felt the same way. The sight before him now made the mother of one child's legs limp.

Nola, who was in the car, is now out. Nola grabbed Vika's shoulder, then calmed her down. When Vincent and Mahen stopped stepping, Vika who had calmed down a little now straightened up.

"Chen, come!" vika shouted while trying to smile.

Little legs of Vincent approaching his mother. Vika looked down and kissed the top of her son's head. A warm smile rose on Vika's lips.

"Chen, go home with Aunt Nola. Mama wanted to talk to the uncle about something" said Vika.

"Yes, Ma."

Vincent looks lethargic, the boy feels guilty for lying to his mother. He stepped into the car, followed by Nola. Vika kept looking at her car until it was invisible.

"I'm sorry .., " said Mahen.

Hearing Mahen's apology, Vika stared at her first love. A hateful look greeted Mahen that afternoon. He realized that he had inflicted so many wounds on Vika's heart.

"Let's talk like an adult!" exclaim Vika.

Without permission, Vika directly entered Mahen's black Tesla. The man followed Vika.

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Mahen decides to take Vika to a cafe near Vincent's school. Along the way, the two creatures that Aling once loved were silent. There was only the sound of a car engine being heard.

After driving for ten minutes, they arrived at a simple cafe. Vika remained silent, until Mahen finally tried to open his voice.

"Sorry" said Mahen. Since meeting in front of Vincent's school, only an apology can be said.

Vika still speaks a thousand languages. The attitude of the woman in front of him made Mahen misbehave. He doesn't know what else to do.

"Since when?" ask Vika.

"Yes?"

"When did you start seeing Vincent?" ask Vika. His gaze was ice-cold, making Mahen's body seem frozen.

"About two weeks ago" Mahen replied.

"So .. since Vincent took the books home?"

Mahen could only nod. Now Vika rests her back on the chair. Vika tried to calm her rumbling heart. He was tricked by three people at a time. Triple kill's!

"Please, don't see Vincent again" said Vika.

"If I don't want to?" said Mahen while raising a sharp gaze.

"I'll go again. This time it's further!" exclaim Vika.

"Please, don't torture me like this! These five years I've been tortured enough to think you've been .... " The word Mahen hangs. He recalled the plane crash that Vika was supposed to have been in five years ago.

"Tortured you? Huh! I never did anything to it! Shouldn't I be the one to say that?" said Vika while staring at Mahen cynically.

Mahen lowered his head again. The guilt hit his chest again. Feels claustrophobic. He admitted that what Vika said was true.

The shadow of his sin in the past comes back to his memory. How he treated Vika. Trample on the woman's self-esteem. In fact he closed his eyes with jealousy, and heeded his ears with prejudice when Vika was expelled from the Great House.

Mahen's head was back straight, he stared at the wounded woman in front of him. Vika was still staring at Mahen full of hate.

"Please, give me another chance. I want to fix our relationship."

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Hi .. hi ...

How are you, Dear?

Sorry to double up not every day because the author's children are recovering.

Always take care of your health...

Don't forget to stop by the Author's first novel, too,

Love triangle between MUA from Indonesia with Idol K-Pop and the Manager. Readable while waiting for Second Wife UP...

Dear You...

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