Sharing Love: Second Wife

Mysterious Man

Vika's shop that day looked so quiet. Since deciding not to accept the order, there was only one two people who came to take the order. Some customers come to buy stock clothes that are still available.

When Vika was busy in front of the laptop, one of the employees came into her room. Nita looks panicked, her breathing is hunting, and sweat is pouring down her forehead. He spoke stammering while playing a ring on his fingers.

"M-make Vika, in front of the customer is rampaging!" nita swiped her hands together.

"Why?" Vika's body was now leaning on the head of the chair.

"I-it .. she wants us to make a wedding dress for another month," explained Nita.

"It's been explained why we refused his request?" vika asked while playing the pen in her hand.

"U-already, Ma'am, but he was determined to talk directly with Mbak Vika," stuttered Nita.

Vika exhaled a rough breath, then got up from the chair. Slowly his footsteps stepped on the floor towards the front room.

From a distance Vika could see a female figure with her face bent. His right hand was holding a cell phone, while the left one was folded over his chest. The woman's attention turned to Vika.

"Good day, brother. Can I help you?" vika asked with a polite smile.

"You're the owner of the boutique?" The woman looked down at Vika from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head.

"Right, introduce .. I am Vika Aditama the owner of this boutique." Vika thrusts her hands to shake hands.

"I don't like pleasantries. Make a wedding dress for my wedding!" exclaimed the woman while looking at Vika's hand that was still hanging in the air.

"Well, what's your name?" ask Vika.

"Nadine!" The woman answered Vika's question briefly.

"Sorry, Brother Nadine ...," Vika's remarks came to a halt as Nadine interjected.

"So, where's the catalog?" The woman raised her hand to look at the boutique's catalog.

"We apologize, Brother. Our Designer is on leave, so for a while don't take orders." Vika smiled broadly with her neck muscles beginning to tighten.

"I don't accept rejection! Hurry up your designer phone! I'll pay whatever you ask!" Nadine raised her chin while folding her hands in front of her chest.

"It's not a question of money. Please look for other boutiques, a lot of boutiques that are better than ours. So ...." Vika's remarks came to a standstill when the boutique door opened violently.

A man in a shirt suit enters the boutique. His face was flushed red with bulging eyes as he approached Nadine. Vika's lips gaped wide after finding out who had entered her boutique.

"Doctor Lie!" exclaim Vika.

Doctor Lie looked at Vika. He knitted his brows, trying to recall who the woman before him was.

"I'm Vika, Doc. The mother of the late Vincent Aditama," said Vika with a gentle smile.

Doctor Lie recalled the incident one year ago. He failed to become a doctor. Even his career is threatened with ruin, due to strange rumors circulating about Vincent's death. He was accused of running a practice mall to Vincent.

Several nurses and medical teams who took part in Vincent's surgery also felt the same way. They felt like a failure, because at the same time two lives were lost before their eyes.

"W-what's up, Mom?" Doctor Lie stuttered as he recalled his bad past.

"Good, Doc. You how are you? Wife-to-be?" vika asked as she glanced at Nadine who was staring intently at her.

"Yeah. Meet, he's Nadine. My future wife." Doctor Lie is now holding onto both of Nadine's shoulders.

"That was!" nadine exclaimed in a tinge.

Vika's jaw hardened trying to contain her anger. As much as possible he smiled politely to appreciate Nadine and Doctor Lie as customers. The woman eventually relented because she remembered Doctor Lie's kindness during Vincent's treatment.

"alright. As a thank you, We will work on the dress for your wedding and Miss Nadine" Vika said with a faint smile.

"That's it, dong, daritadi!" nadine grumbled in heart.

Vika tried to contact Nola. After connecting, he handed his phone to Nadine. Vika to shake her head when stealing the second talk sounds a little tense. The customer wants a dress with a unique design. He also asked to be made with the best imported materials.

"Drink first, Ma'am." Nita offers a cup of warm chocolate.

"Thank you." Vika smiled, then sat up straight and grabbed the cup from Nita's hand.

"Nita goes home first, Ma'am. My boyfriend was waiting up front," said Nita then stepped out of the boutique.

Vika tailed behind him to flip the signboard hanging on the door. He also closed the window curtain, and sat back on the sofa. The beautiful woman was breaking her slender body.

As she closed her eyes to let go of her fatigue, Vika heard the door scream. He got up from the couch and looked at the door. The woman saw the silhouette of a man standing in the doorway.

"Who? Boutique We're closed please come back tomorrow" said Vika with an annoyed tone.

The man kept stepping in. Vika's heart beat irregularly, she occasionally gulped violently spit, and her breathing grew increasingly hunting. The tension ended when the sound of laughter came out from the lips of the man before him.

"Sister!" exclaim Vika while hitting the chest of the King's field.

"Hahaha ... why? Scared?" The king stepped back to avoid Vika's blow.

"Vika guess who! Look at this hair! Why turn black? Put on the bangs again! Like someone else just fell in love!" vika said while continuing to hit the King's chest.

"Hahaha ..geez!" shouted King.

Suddenly the King's balance faltered as his legs slipped. He held Vika's arm as a focus. The man forgot, that his body was too big if only relying on the slim body Vika.

Eventually they both landed on the floor. Vika's body now overlaps the King. He tried to get up, but the two arms of the King hugged him tightly.

"Sister, please let go," said Vika lirih.

Vika looked up to see the King's face. His eyes widened because the man's eyes were tightly closed. He tried to get up, then patted gently on the King's cheek.

How panic Vika, because the King just lay weak did not respond. He shook the King's body, hoping that the man would wake up soon. Vika's tears started to pour. Bad thoughts turned around in his head.

"Sir .. wake up! Don't joke like this!" yelled Vika while continuing to pat the King on the cheek.

Slowly the King's eyes opened, and tried to rise with the help of Vika. After successfully sitting down, the King massaged his temple slowly.

"Is anyone sick, brother?" Vika scrutinized every part of the King's body, wanting to make sure there were no serious wounds or blood flowing.

"I'm doing fine. Calm down," said the King with a gentle smile. He grabbed Vika's wrist to stop touching her body.

The king now pulled Vika's arm so that it fell into his arms. He rubbed Vika's back slowly. She spilled all her worries through tears. After Vika's cry subsided, the King released his embrace.

"Look, I'm fine." The king smiled gently, cupped Vika's pretty face, and gently wiped the rest of her cries.

"I-I don't want Raja's sister to be okay," said Vika among his stuffing.

The king smiled gently, his heart pounding even more. His hand now moved to the nape of Vika. He pulled Vika's face closer. The woman's breath gently swept across her face.

The King's eyes were now focusing on Vika's red lips. The faces of the two got closer, slowly but surely the lips of the King landed on Vika's sweet lips. He began to soften it.

Vika who was carried away, now opened her lips wide. His second breath was increasingly hunting, enjoying every soft touch from the lips of his co-star.

Suddenly the King released the link of his lips, he did not want to act any further. The man gently rubbed Vika's lips with his finger. A sweet smile rose on the King's face.

"Come, I'll drive you home!" The king stood up while extending his hand to Vika, and was greeted by the woman.

They came out of the boutique with feelings that could not be described with words. The lizard on the wall became a living witness to how they began to exchange flavors.

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