Sharing Love: Second Wife
Permission to Date
Time passed so quickly, Vika finally had to say goodbye to her mother. In fact, he was reluctant to return to Mahen's cold and lonely house. But if too long at his mother's house, surely Vika's lies will soon be revealed.
"Mom, Vika said yes? Don't forget to eat. Rest if tired," said Vika.
"Yes, you too? On holiday, go home. Let the mother not nanggung kangen too long," said Ms. Lasmi while holding her two daughters' hands tightly.
"Vika try to ma'am," said Vika while hugging her mother's body.
Inevitably Miss Lasmi must release her daughter even though the longing has not been fully treated. A name he always mentions in prayer. Vika Aditama's. Her proud daughter whom she had cared for alone since her husband died.
A thread of tears trickled back in memory of the bitter journey she had gone through to raise Vika alone. The sweat that poured out and the tears that he shed the last twenty years now bear sweet fruit. All he knew was that his daughter now had a good job even before graduating from college.
On the other hand, Vika continues to curse her who has hurt her mother indirectly. He could not imagine how disappointed his mother would be if she knew the truth. That he had played a wedding for money.
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"The number you're going to is off or out of range. Please call in a few more moments."
The melodious voice of the mobile operator greeted Vika's hearing the last hour. He had been waiting on the porch for almost an hour and a half. Stupidly Vika had left a spare key in the room. He did not take her when he left home.
And bad luck greeted him this afternoon. Mahen and Nova's phones could not be reached at all. They also did not say where they were going. Maybe because to them, Vika is nothing. Vika is like a broomstick in the corner of the warehouse for Mahen and Nova. Invisible, and remembered only when necessary.
"Haiyahhh .... " Vika's nose started to itch due to the piercing cold.
A cluster of black clouds began to roll over the orange sky. The cool breeze turned into a breeze that carried ice-cold air. Slowly the rain started to fall. The smell of wet soil evaporates into the air.
"Cold .., " said Vika while hugging her own body.
The blowing of the wind made the raindrops start to wet Vika's body. The girl's body was soaked in less than an hour. His body was shivering, his rows of teeth started clashing with sounds, and the breath he exhaled began to feel hot.
The new rain stopped when the orange sky turned black. Vika is still awake in a state of concern. His clothes, which had been wet, were now starting to dry.
Shortly after the rain subsides, Mahen and Nova arrive riding his black Tesla. With their leisure they waltzed into the house ignoring Vika.
"Where are you from?" vika asked with a voice trembling from the cold.
As if not hearing Vika's words, Mahen passed by and went straight into her room. Nova stopped in front of Vika. He scanned Vika's condition which was very chaotic.
"Who dare you ask where we are from?"
"You know? I waited for you guys for almost six hours!"
"Then, what's our fault? Who told you to wait for us?" nova ketus.
From the room, Mahen shouted to Nova.
"Darling!"
"Yes, honey, just a minute" Nova said, throwing a dislike look at Vika.
With a tricked step Vika entered her room. He changed his wet clothes with oversized belle t-shirts and batik pants. Her body was too weak to rinse her body with warm water.
The next day Vika woke up hungry. He tried to get out of bed and walk to the kitchen. A week left the house, making his work in the kitchen pile up. Plates, glasses, and some dirty cutlery piled up screaming for cleaning.
"Gosh, what is this?" said Vika limp.
His intention to just fill the stomach instantly disappeared. Vika intends to clean the kitchen first, just cooking for herself.
After cleaning the kitchen, Vika opened the refrigerator. But his hopes of filling his stomach back up were dashed. There's no food in it. Vika ordered the food through the app.
When feeding the chicken porridge into the mouth, slowly his tears dripped. He remembered how panicked his mother was when she found out Vika was sick. Miss Lasmi will make him porridge, feed him, even clean his weak body.
All that attention he didn't get in this house. Vika really feels lonely here. It was like he was back in his mother's arms. But it is impossible, this is a risk that he must bear because he has agreed to marry Mahen.
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Three days Vika was sick, no one cared about her condition. Mahen and Nova may not remember that there was a Vika in the house.
That afternoon Vika heard the bell ringing repeatedly. With the remaining energy, Vika wakes up to open the door. The wall of the house becomes the pedestal so that it can keep walking towards the door.
"Vika! I opened the door for Mama!" yelled Miss Winda.
"Sorry, Ma .. I ...." Not yet able to answer Miss Winda, Vika has collapsed.
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When Vika's eyes opened, the first thing she saw was Miss Winda lying on the sofa. While beside him, there was Mr. Theo who was also asleep.
"Pa ..., " said Vika weakly.
Hearing his name being called, Mr. Theo immediately woke up. He checked Vika's condition.
"How are you feeling now? Is anyone sick?"
"Vika wants a drink" said Vika.
Vika's throat felt very dry. I forgot the last time I drank water. Mr. Theo feeds water into Vika's mouth little by little.
"I'm sorry Mahen? Papa will give him the punishment for not being able to take good care of you. He does not deserve to be called a man" Mr. Theo said with an angry expression.
Vika only shook her head weakly, this was not Mahen's fault. All of this happened as a result of his own slumber.
"Sir Mahen is not wrong, Pa. Vika the teledor. Vika forgot to bring a spare key before leaving the house" said Vika with a faint smile.
"Bas with you, don't smile. Make papa feel embarrassed and more guilty," said Mr. Theo.
A few days later Vika came home. At home, Mahen greeted her with a sharp gaze ready to finish her off at any time. Slowly Vika stepped towards the room, she tried to ignore Mahen's existence.
"Where are you going?" ask Mahen flat.
"Rest," Vika replied as briefly as possible.
"Come here, there's something I want to talk about,"
Vika walked over to Mahen at the dining table. After landing his butt on the chair, Mahen thrust a piece of paper in front of Vika.
"Read, if you agree sign."
...Marriage Covenant...
On Wednesday, November 17, 2021, a marriage agreement was made between and from...
Name: Mahendra Dirgantara
In this case it acts for and on behalf of the person, who is hereinafter referred to as the First Party
Name: Vika Aditama
In this case it acts for and on behalf of the individual, hereinafter referred to as the Second Party
Both parties, agreed to continue the marriage with the agreement below:
The Second Party is prohibited from interfering in any First Party affairs,
The First Party allows the Second Party to establish relations with other men,
The Second Party is allowed to do anything to maintain mental sanity,
The First Party may cancel the agreement at any time,
If within one year of the signing of this agreement the Second Party has not been able to contain, then the First Party has the right to drop three talaq for religious divorce,
DNA testing should be done after the baby conceived by the Second Party is born. If the baby is really a First Party biological child, then the Second Party should hand it over to the First Party and forget about the child.
Return to number 6, if the child born of the Second Party is not a child of the First Party. The Second Party will be reported for fraud and must be prepared for legal proceedings,
Points can be added if deemed necessary and approved by both parties.
THE FIRST PARTY THE SECOND
(Mahendra Dirgantara) (Vika Aditama)
"For the third point, does that mean I can work back at your department store?"
"Are you going to stay sane if you work?" ask Mahen.
Vika nodded, then she signed the agreement.
"Yes, because from the beginning of our marriage we were wrong, I hope we don't love each other."
Mahen finally signed the letter and left Vika alone.
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