Sharing Love: Sharing a Husband

Chapter 8

After Zia's departure, Randy pursed his lips. He did not like Zia's words just now, and it seemed like his first wife was starting to dare to him. He was getting upset with Zia's attitude as well.

While Zia, she was satisfied that she had upset her husband. At least, she could reciprocate her husband's always carefree attitude towards her. Not wanting to think about the no-no, he immediately cleaned his face.

Although not doing anything today, but he felt tired. Surely the inner fatigue of Randy's attitude, from her husband's always arbitrary attitude towards her. She was not a weak woman, she would show her husband if he could survive as his wife here.

And he will prove who will survive to be his wife. He, what's honey? Indeed, problems in the household will always exist, as well as the couple Randy and Camelia. Romance does not guarantee the relationship is okay, who knows behind it all stored something that is not known to people is not it?

Today, Zia chose to sleep fast. In order to wake up tomorrow with a fresh face, tomorrow he has to go back to work. It is certain that his work must have been a lot, because the cake shop he managed began to crowded with new customers. Of course he got that information from one of his employees who he trusted there.

Zia pulled out a blanket to cover her body, she must have slept well tonight. Even he was not concerned with the squealing sound that he often heard in the next room, sick indeed. But how else? Granted, that's what he has to do now.

***

Tomorrow had arrived, Zia woke up with a fresh face as she wished. Wiggling and waking up, he started this morning with a smile. For some reason, he was more excited than the previous days.

He rushed down from the bed, and immediately went into the bathroom to clean himself up, not taking long for him. Only 15 minutes was all he needed to complete his ritual bath, as he did not have a special bath like most people.

After bathing and dressing neatly, he went to the kitchen intending to make breakfast. But it seems she was first by her husband's second wife. Even Camelia was done with her activities, the food was neatly arranged on the dining table.

"Morning, Mel," Zia said with a cheerful face. Until Camelia was astonished, because it was not usual for the woman to greet him first.

Camelia also noticed Zia's slightly changed look today, the clothes she was wearing were a little different to the clothes she used often, now it looks so relaxed unlike yesterday - yesterday wearing clothes with a cloth that might be able to wrap the body of 2 people.

"That's very cheerful" said Camelia.

Zia sat her body on the chair, she just smiled in response to her honeyed speech. She no longer wants to think about the problems in this family, the bodo period with the attitude of her husband who never thought it existed.

"Mel, I had breakfast first is okay, right? Today I have to hurry up and leave," said Zia.

"You want to work?" camelia asked without asking what kind of work Zia was doing, no one knew of Zia's work other than her mother-in-law.

"Hmm" he answered briefly.

In fact, Randy never asked about his work. After breakfast, Zia immediately left until she did not say goodbye to her husband because the man had not come out of his room, the attitude of Randy jutek yesterday made Zia still a little upset with him.

Zia also left using her motor matic. Randy had just come out of his room, he heard the sound of a motorbike that his first wife often used.

Randy went to the dining room. He saw his second wife there.

"What was that, Zia?" randy asked his wife about the sound of a motorbike coming out of his house.

"Yes" Camelia answered.

***

Zia had arrived at her cake shop, her friendly attitude always greeted her employees who were there. Only 2 to 3 people helped him, consisting of a cake maker, cashier, and one more person who always put the cake into a storefront for display.

The man asked who the beautiful woman was to the cashier.

"Sir, is he a new worker here?" ask the man named Angga.

The cashier glanced at Zia, as the man's gaze was directed at his boss.

"Oh, he's not an employee. He's the owner of this cake shop" replied the cashier, Mila.

Zia herself was helping her other employees, helping with the cake that was being packaged as it was going to be taken by her client today. Hearing Mila's talk, Zia approached her.

"Is there anything to help, Mom?" ask Zia kindly to her customers.

The person even fell silent as if hypnotized to see the beauty of Zia, saw it closely make the heart of Angga dag, dig, dug uncalled.

"Mila, let me serve this Mas" Zia told Mila.

Mila shifted her body, giving room to the boss to replace her at the cashier. And he went to help out with another job.

"Mas, is there any more cake you want to buy?" ask Zia again.

But Angga instead remained silent, and looked at Zia's beautiful face. Zia became a little uneasy with the attitude of the stranger to her.

"Mas" call Zia again.

Angga immediately gasped from his daydream, unconsciously he ordered the cake back to Zia. Even the cake did not know what it would be, he just ordered the cake so that he could meet with Zia again.

When he finished, Angga left. Zia was just shaking her head at the new customer. After Angga's departure, Mila approached Zia.

"Mila, does that guy come here often?" ask Zia to Mila.

"Just twice, he seems to like it. Cie ... There's a new fan of his power," ledek Mila.

"Hus, what are you talking about? You'll know Mommy's married."

"Yes, but there's no harm in having new friends, right? What else with the attitude of the husband, Ma'am who ..." Mila did not continue her words for fear of making Zia sad.

"That's it, don't talk about it!"

Days passed, Angga almost every day ordered cakes at Zia's store. Reason for him to resell, which turned out it was only Angga mode so that the man could be closer to the owner of the cake shop.

Because Zia was friendly, so Angga did not hesitate to approach her. He did not know that Zia was married, because he never asked about Zia's personal problems. All he knew was that the woman always seemed to be alone without a man accompanying her.

And he just wanted to get to know her more.