Sharing Love: Second Wife

Mahen Sick

"Vika, from today you live with mom and dad. Let Mahen come to the house. It's worth it that you don't get pregnant, you're definitely depressed!" said Ms. Winda.

Miss Winda and Vika stepped away and got into the car. In silence, they split the city of Jakarta that never sleeps.

"Why not fight?" tanya Bu Winda broke the silence.

"I-I'm in energy-saving mode, Ma."

"Energy saving?"

"Haha, that means I don't want to waste too much energy doing unimportant things. Fighting with sister Nova, for example," explained Vika.

"Never want to be oppressed, controlled by the situation, and look weak in front of others!"

Vika glanced at her mother-in-law, her gaze was looking at the road that was getting wet from the speckling of rainwater. Shortly thereafter, Miss Winda reached into her phone.

"Mama, want Vika to stay in the Big House" - the house of Bu Winda and Mr. Theo-"he should be happy and stay sane in order to get pregnant immediately."

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"Bring her needs, her clothes, and .. "Mother Winda's voice hangs because Vika poke it. His view now turned to Vika.

"Various work, mekap wallet, and work shoes," said Vika slowly.

After conveying what Vika said, Miss Winda hung up the phone.

"You work?"

"Yes, Ma."

"Is the monthly money from Mahen still lacking?"

"Bu-not that, Ma. Vika feels very bored if she is only at home all day. So Vika asked Mahen for permission to work" said Vika.

"Alright, but don't be too tired!" said Miss Winda.

Vika nodded, then fell silent again watching the rows of skyscrapers that he passed.

"If it wasn't for wanting to have grandchildren, would mommy be this cool with me?" inner Vika.

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The clock shows at 22:15 when Vika and Bu Winda arrive at the Big House. It should be called that. Because the two-story house looks like a palace from the outside. If we are going to enter the house, we have to pass through a yard of one hectare.

Vika is ushered in by a waiter who looks the same age as her.

"Please, ma'am," said the maid, opening the door of a room.

"Thank you." Vika stepped in, her eyes scanning the contents of the room.

The room was very large for the size of the room. The furniture and interior looks masculine and elegant because it is dominated by black and white. On top of the nightstand is a small picture frame that catches Vika's attention. He took a picture of two boys. Once upon seeing, Vika already knew that one of the boys was little Mahen.

"It turns out you were once as adorable as this sister," said smilingly looking at the photo in her grasp.

"Why don't I ever know if you have a brother?" connect Vika.

While busy researching the face of Mahen in the photo, suddenly the door of the room slammed rough. Sontak Vika looked. Mahen was already standing in the doorway while staring intently at Vika.

"Can not a day just not make a problem?" said Mahen coldly.

As soon as the door closed Mahen approached Vika, then threw a tote bag at the pretty girl's feet.

"Bu-not me to start, brother. I just .... "

Not finished Vika spoke, the man who was already her husband status pushed Vika's body into the bed. Mahen cupped Vika's body, his gaze looking so scary. A slanted smile rose on the man's lips.

"Let's get this over with as soon as possible, I'm sick of it!"

Mahen tried to kiss Vika violently. As powerful as Vika thrashed, he did not want to make physical contact without love. Mahen kept trying to kiss Vika. Vika's face turned to the right and to the left to avoid Mahen.

Vika's tears melted, she started sobbing. Repeatedly he hit the chest of Mahen's field for the man to come to his senses. Finally, Vika's cry broke.

"I-I beg you, Brother. Don't be like this, I'm scared." Vika explained, hoping that her husband would stop the action.

Seeing Vika's cry, Mahen moved away. The man regained his consciousness. His head felt dizzy, when he saw Vika who was crying. A memory suddenly appeared. I don't know what kind of memory that comes through. But it made Mahen's head dizzy.

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From that night on, Vika avoids Mahen as much as possible. The fear and discomfort he felt as soon as he saw the figure of Mahen. Even his stomach would be churned every time he stared at Mahen for too long.

Every morning and night Miss Winda chokes her daughter-in-law with traditional herbs and supplements to get Vika pregnant. The girl just smiled slanted. Obviously all of that will be in vain, like saltwater. He and Mahen never had sex, holding each other's hands never. How can I get pregnant?

"Vik, can you ask for help?" said Miss Winda.

"What, Ma?"

"The next week, Nova has a show out of town. Please stay at Mahen's house as long as Nova's not around."

Hearing Miss Winda's request, Vika's body stiffened. His stomach started to churn, it seemed like the events of that night left a bad memory in Vika's subconscious. Stay home again with Mahen? But the girl did not dare to refuse. Finally Vika nodded her head in agreement with Miss Winda's request.

After breakfast, Vika returned to the room to prepare some of her needs for the next week. In addition to personal needs, Vika is also pacing back and forth mentally preparing her.

"Duh, how is this. Every brother Mahen was here I always slept on the sofa so as not to get too close to him. But wouldn't I be freer at Mahen's because there's no Mama?" vika tried to calm herself.

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Almost a month Vika did not set foot in Mahen's house. The condition is still the same as before. Repeatedly Vika tried to press the bell, but there was no answer. Finally Vika uses the spare key to enter.

The atmosphere of the house was so quiet, he saw the door of Mahen's room half open. Bad thoughts perched on Vika's head. He immediately put down his tote bag, then headed to the warehouse to take the broomstick. As soon as he got the broom in hand, he climbed the stairs slowly.

"Review ya you're a thief! I got you battered! I'll plug your eyes in this broomstick!" whispered Vika.

Vika's hand trembled slightly when it reached the door lever. He opened the door in front of him. Mahen's room was fine. There seems to be no sign of a burrow in.

While trying to find an awkwardness, Vika is surprised by the sound of the bathroom door creaking. Vika's body stiffened, she saw Mahen start walking towards her. Slowly Mahen stepped closer.

"You're home yet?" mahen said with a hoarse voice.

When it was in front of Vika, Mahen's body suddenly collapsed. Vika swiftly held her husband's body so as not to collide with the floor. After finishing Mahen with great difficulty, Vika managed to lay Mahen's strapping body on the mattress.

"Accuse me, my energy is running out! Mahen, wake up" said Vika, patting her husband on the cheek.

Seeing Mahen not respond made Vika anxious. He immediately checked Mahen's body temperature with the back of his hand. Sure enough, Mahen's body felt like embers of fire.

"Gosh, it's hot."

Vika called Mahen's personal doctor. Not long after Vito's doctor came. After examining Mahen, he said goodbye and prescribed the medicine.

"He's just exhausted, the master will recover soon after bedrest a few days."

"Thank you, Doc."

"I'm sorry, don't forget to give him medicine regularly."

"Good,"

Vika finally decided to apply for permission for three days. Vika took care of her husband every day.

Every mealtime, Vika feeds Mahen with porridge that he makes himself. Cleans Mahen's body, but the girl can't change Mahen's clothes out of embarrassment.

After taking care of Mahen for two days, Vika was a little worried because Mahen fever did not go down. He decided to take Mahen to the hospital the next day.

That night Mahen felt his throat dry. He woke up, grabbed white water on the nightstand. After taking a sip, Mahen tried to return the glass to the top of the nightstand. The glass fell to the floor and broke.

Hearing the sound of things breaking, Vika was shocked and woke up. She approached Mahen, to make sure her husband was okay.

"Sir Mahen, why?"

"It's none of your business! There go!"

Seeing Mahen having trouble lying down again, Vika meant to help him. But Mahen brushed off Vika's hand violently. As a result, Vika's body fell on the floor. Accidentally the broken glass was stuck in Vika's palm.

"www!" peekut Vika's. Blood started flowing from Vika's hand then dripped onto the floor.

"Mistake yourself! I told you it's okay but you're too stubborn!"

"Sister, Vika only intends to help Brother. Am I wrong?"

"I don't like the smell of blood! Quickly clean all this up."

Vika said nothing, she came out of the room. The pain of the wound was nothing compared to Mahen's harsh treatment.

"I just meant to do my job as a wife, am I wrong?" lirih Vika's.

Vika's tears begin to trickle back to the pieces of bad memories with Mahen. Never once did she get such sweet treatment from her husband. Everything Vika does is always wrong in Mahen's eyes. Her good intentions were always considered bad by her husband. If he can speed up time, he wants to end this marriage immediately so that the pain does not increase.

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