Sharing Love: Second Wife

Meet Papa

When he reached the front gate of the school, the King was surprised by the figure of Mahen who looked messy. A thin, unshaved mustache, a shirt with a left side that comes out of the pants, and also her hair looks tangled.

"Why you?" ask King.

"Can I ask for help?" pinta Mahen's.

"If it's about Vika or Vincent, I can't. I don't want you to approach them just to get back to incising the wound" said the King coldly.

"Is there really no chance for me?"

The king ignored Mahen, and the man got into his car. Then leave Mahen alone.

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Vika's cry broke when she saw her son having a seizure. The woman's tears poured out, her chest felt tight, and her strength was gone somewhere. The medical team went back and forth to check on Vincent.

Nola who was accompanying Vika at this time, tried to hold back her cries. Repeatedly he hugged Vika giving strength. Every tear of his eyes would drip, the woman immediately wiped it.

"Mrs Vika," call a doctor.

"Yes, s-me, Doc," said Vika while still hiccupping.

"Vince's condition has improved, but the heat has not been normal. He was sick because of stress" explained the doctor.

Vika could only shut up, she went back to blaming herself. Was he being too hard on his son? Should he push back his ego for Vincent?

His heart and brain are arguing. Nola, who sees her best friend in a state of turmoil, tries to calm her down and give her advice.

"We go in first, let's talk about this to Chen." Nola clasps Vika's wiggly finger.

Vika starts to rise from her seat and steps shakily into Vincent's room. After opening the door bearing Vincent's name, Vika's eyes stared pushyly at her son.

Vincent's tiny body is now lying against the window. Vika started to approach her son. He put his ass on the bed.

"Chen," call Vika.

Vincent still hasn't budged. Vika gave a rough breath. Now the woman lay down and held her son's tiny body.

"Chen, want to see papa?" ask Vika

"Can I?" ask Vincent flat.

Vika nodded her ass. Although heavy, this time he had to press back his ego. For Vincent's mental health.

The boy was now facing Vika. His eyes looked puffy, his lips pale, and they looked dry.

"really?" ask Vincent.

"True, anything you would do if it made you happy, Chen," said Vika.

The look on Vincent's face turned cheerful. Now his arms are wrapped around his mother's neck. Not to forget the boy rained down on Vika's forehead and cheeks with a kiss.

"Stop, Chen!" vika said while chuckling.

"I love you so much, Ma!" exclaim Vincent.

Vika never thought where the boy learned to fight. Now most importantly, he had seen again Vincent's cheerful smile.

"Now rest first, huh? Mama's gonna have Uncle Raja call Uncle Mahen, "persuade Vika.

"Ma .... "

"Yes, why?"

"What ... can I call Uncle Mahen 'papa'?" ask Vincent expectantly.

"Will it make you happy?"

Vincent nodded enthusiastically, the look in his eyes implying maximum level happiness. Seeing the aura of happiness emanating from the gaze of the child just wayangnya, of course Vika can not refuse.

The woman finally nodded. Vincent's big smile finally came out. Vika gently rubbed her son's thick hair. Her thick lips chanted a lullaby. Before long, a soft snore sounded, Vincent had already moved to dreamland.

Vika turned her head when she heard the door creak. The figure of the King stood in the doorway and began to step in. Slowly Vika came down from the gurney. He met the King who was now sitting on a black sofa.

"How's Chen doing? Nola called me earlier" asked the King.

"It's improved, and it's getting better when I let her meet Mahen" Vika said as she landed her butt on the couch.

"Relatedly? What about your heart?" ask King.

"Let's go, my wounds have started to dry up. Hopefully I don't go back wavering" said Vika while smiling wryly.

"Do you need help so you don't falter easily?" ask the King with a serious face.

Vika looked at the King questioningly. The king raised his hand before Vika. He smiled softly.

"My finger will be ready to be a grip so you don't falter, or do you need a backrest? My shoulders are so wide if only for a leaning spot!" Raja.

Hearing the King's words, Vika's eyes widened. A second later, his laughter broke. Tears began to pour down the corner of her eyes. He held his stomach which was shaken violently by his laughter.

"God! Don't be like that, you really don't fit in! Ow hell! I am glad I heard it!" exclaim Vika.

"Ck, basic!" grute King.

Seeing Vika laughing at him, now the King's face turned sour. But in the face, in the heart. Seeing Vika's laughter was a pleasure for the King. He really did not want to see the woman he loved wallowing in grief.

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The next day, the King returned to visit Vincent. The boy looked fresher. His eyes were no longer soft, his lips were pale yesterday now looked fresh, and his smile was brightly adorning his face.

"Part ... Chen, are you ready?" ask King.

"Who is Uncle?"

"Well to see your father! Or do you want a new papa?" asked the King quietly while glancing at Vika who was busy putting Vincen's clothes into the bag.

"The problem is .. whether or not you want to give me a new father" whispered Vincent.

Hearing Vincent's reply, the King pretended to sulk. The adult man imitates Vincent's style when whipping. He folded his arms in front of his chest, knitted his eyebrows, and rattled his lips until they could be shaken. Seeing the King's behavior, Vincent was blown away.

"Ma, look! There's Donald duck here!" shout Vincent.

Vika just looked over, then smiled. The familiarity of two men of different ages can make anyone smile. Being together will do a lot of silly things together.

In the midst of the carefree atmosphere of King and Vincent, Vika's heart was restless. He did not know how to deal with Mahen later. What kind of attitude should he show? I don't know.

Vika was struggling with her own thoughts when the door of the room opened. The three people who were in the room, reflexively turned towards the object made of wood.

"Father!" shout Vincent.

Hearing Vincent's call made Mahen's chest shake violently. The feeling of sneaking in it. The longing that seemed to kill him was now slightly healed. The handsome man's steps were getting closer to the gurney.

Vincent greeted his father with a passionate look. The boy's pain seemed to evaporate into the air since Vika allowed him to meet Mahen.

Vincent stood up and spread out his arms. The boy looked forward to the father's embrace enthusiastically. Mahen also without hesitation grabbed the body of his son. He hugged Vincent's body tightly, as if he didn't want to part again.

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Seriate...

As Chika promised, today want visual love from Vika, Mahen, Nova, and Raja. Are you ready?

Vika Aditama's

Mahen Putra Aerospace

Adisti Kenanga Nova

Rajawali Putra Dirgantara

Hope likaaa...

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