Sharing Love: Second Wife

Sharing Love: Second Wife
New Nephew



One year later ....


A woman with her belly was busy behind the desk. Piles of paper containing beautiful dress designs are already waiting to be executed the production section.


"Nola, if you're tired of taking a break." Vika walked into Nola's study, then sat on the sofa in the corner of the room.


"It's over soon. You go home first, Vik," said Nola with a faint smile.


"Go home first? Jimmy can hang later!" vika exclaimed while rolling her eyeballs.


Nola chuckled, then moved out of her chair. His steps look very carefully treading the ceramic floor for fear of slipping. After arriving at the sofa, he sat down while slipping his legs into Vika's lap.


Vika gently massaged her best friend's leg. They both talked about their respective pregnancies. Instantly Vika remembered the ridiculous incident during Vincent's pregnancy.


"When I was pregnant with Chen, I once made the King misty for asking for something." Vika's eyes glare trying to remember one of the best moments of her life.


"Why?" ask Nola.


"One day, I want to eat Mang Asep odading. Remember Mang Asep?" Vika stopped her massage, then looked at Nola.


"Mamang who used to hang out in front of your house complex in Bandung?" ask Nola to make sure her guess is correct.


"Yes, right! Remember very, first call Kak Raja while crying for purchase. Outside it was raining." Vika's eyes flashed telling every detail of the incident back then.


"Sir King wants to?" nola asked, now he lowered his foot from Vika's lap.


"Of course you want! In the middle of the rain, Brother King came with a box of odading that is still warm." Vika's cheeks met red when remembering that day.


"Truly a dream husband," said Nola without opening her eyes.


"Eh ... I haven't finished the story!" vika protested while linking her eyebrows together.


"OK, go, Mom!" Nola moved her hand for Vika to continue her story.


"Hehehe, as soon as I open the plastic ... directly mewek, dong!"


"Why?" Nola now narrowed her eyes.


"I don't know, it feels sad." Vika smiled amusedly given the sudden change in feelings during pregnancy.


"Yes too, anyway. Jimmy often complains about feeling wrong because of me," said Nola while chuckling.


"Law, really. Good thing Jimmy's patient." Vika closed her eyes while putting her hand over her chest.


Nola threw the pillow that had been sitting on her back. However, Vika managed to fend it off. He stuck out his tongue to mock his friend. When he was about to launch a follow-up attack, a message went into Nola's phone.


"I'm home now, yeah. Jimmy was waiting ahead" said Nola after replying to a message from her husband.


Slowly Nola stood up then hugged Vika's body and directly walked towards the exit. As he was walking a few steps, suddenly a clear liquid flowed from his birth canal. A surprised Vika ran over to her best friend.


"Do you feel uncomfortable? Does your stomach hurt?" Vika held onto Nola's shoulder and stared fixedly at her best friend.


"I don't feel anything, what is it?" Nola looked down at the liquid that was now starting to wet the floor.


"Your water is breaking! Let's get to the hospital!" exclaim Vika while holding Nola slowly towards Jimmy's car.


"Jimmy! Open door! Hurry along!" Vika knocks on the windshield of Nola's husband's car.


"What's up!" Jimmy got out of the car with wide eyes.


"Let's go to the hospital! Nola's water broke!" said Vika while helping Nola get into the car.


Nola lay down with Vika's thigh as a cushion. Jimmy drove the car as fast as he could while continuing to ask about his wife's circumstances. Nola looks calm because she does not feel contractions. It was precisely Vika and Jimmy who looked panicked and excited themselves.


After splitting the crowded streets smoothly, they reached a hospital. Nola gets immediate treatment. Vika and Jimmy are waiting in front of the delivery room.


Five hours had Vika and Jimmy waiting in agitation. Every time someone came out of the delivery room, Jimmy always asked the state of his wife. Their answers are the same. Nola is fine but has not had any contractions.


"Sir Jimmy?" ask a nurse who came out of the delivery room.


"Yes, I." Jimmy approached the nurse with his eyebrows intertwined.


"We had to do surgery because Ms. Nola couldn't feel the contractions, while the water was not enough to wait for the contractions" explained the nurse.


"Do whatever it takes for my wife and son to be safe!"


"Alright, let's follow me to sign the consent letter" the nurse said.


Jimmy tailed behind the nurse like a chick following his mother. While Vika now informs the King about the state of Nola.


Fifty minutes had Nola struggling on the operating table. She gave birth to a beautiful daughter. Her hair was curly with pure white skin.


The next day ...


Vika looked in admiration behind the glass window. Suddenly he missed Vincent. Her tears came back. However, he rubbed it because he wanted Vincent to calm down by God's side.


"Beautiful, yes ..," said the King who knew next to Vika.


"Geez!" yelled Vika while rubbing her chest and turning towards the King.


The king only grinned at the expression of Vika who was being shocked. It forms the letter V with its middle and index fingers. Vika's eyes glared as she clenched her hands in front of the King's face.


"For example, Mrs Vika Aditama!" The king cupped his hands together.


Vika snorted as she folded her hands in front of her chest. He looked back at baby Nola. Seeing the beautiful baby reminded him of Vincent.


"If Vincent were still alive, then princess Nola would be the top list as my man-to-be" Vika said with a wry smile.


"Do you want to make one like that?" god King.


Now Vika's fist actually landed onto the King's sturdy arm. Not satisfied until there, Vika now pinched the man's waist. The king only resigned to receive Vika's treatment, because avoiding would be useless.


"Ehem!" There was a sound of Deheman from behind Vika and the King.


"Sir Mahen!" exclaimed Vika with glaring eyes.


"Sister, are you home?" asked the King with a big smile.


Mahen simply nodded, then his gaze turned to Vika. His shinders piled up for the woman before him. Jemari Mahen slipped Vika's hair behind her ears.


"Can you accompany me to buy papa a gift?" ask Mahen.


Vika looked towards the King as if asking for approval. The man just raised both his shoulders. Vika looked back at Mahen, then nodded.


"Then we go first huh," said Vika as she waved her hand.


"Yes, be careful." The king nodded with a faint smile.


Vika and Mahen now go hand in hand, leaving the king still petrified. The man could only stare at their increasingly distant backs.


Mahen takes Vika to an accessories store. Inside the storefront, there are various men's accessories. There are rings with various kinds of stones as decorations, bracelets, watches, belts, and many more.


"You want to buy papa what, brother?" ask Vika while looking at the contents of the window in front of her.


"Hour hands, because papa likes to forget the time when it's working." Mahen leaned forward, and watched the row of watches that would be suitable for the father.


Vika nodded in understanding. His eyes were now fixed on a watch with a wooden strap. He pointed at the clock that caught his attention. Mahen's eyes followed Vika's index finger.


"Good and unique" Mahen said with a judging look.


Now Mahen's eyes searched for the servant who was watching. He waited for the servant to make eye contact with him, then raised his hand. The girl in the blue uniform walked up to him.


"How, Sir? Can I help you?" ask the waiter with a friendly smile.


"I want this watch" Mahen said, pointing to Vika's watch.


"Good."


While waiting for the waiter to prepare the order, Mahen and Vika had a little discussion about their respective work. Vika tells about her boutique that is being overwhelmed with orders, while Mahen tells about his first store that just opened outside Java.


"Oh yes, by the way .. Why did Mahen immediately buy the clock I pointed at?" Vika now supported her chin while glancing towards Mahen. A smile appeared on his lips.


"That's .. because ...."


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