The Contracted Uterus

CHAPTER 2. IMPOSITIONS

"The mourning period is only two days, Wen. You're already leaving?"

Nandia's office friend was surprised to see Wena that morning already at her desk.

"Should be tough my best friend. All humans will face death. So just live this life patiently... So must go on."

"Every one of my pretty bodies."

"Thank you, Nan. You and your friends yesterday have wanted to be sorry, to bother to take you to the tomb all."

"That's our duty, Wen. Oy... Yesterday I didn't see a benefactor present. Takziah not anyway?"

"He was the first to arrive. But can't drive to the tomb because there's an important need."

"When this... You and him going up the leash?"

"That's why I'm working again this morning. I just want to share with my most loyal friend."

"There's a problem with what you are with the crown prince. I suddenly want to pour out my heart."

"Nothing we're okay. It just looks like there's gonna be a bully in my relationship with Dermawan."

"Who's the bully said the same to me. I'll potty his neck."

"I'm afraid to say it. Could be the world's bewilder."

"Who's the bully?"

"Our boss, Nan," said Wena with a barely audible voice in Nandia's ear.

"Mr Densbosco you mean?" Nandia even spoke half a scream.

Hupsmm...! Wena immediately silenced the mouth of her friend with both palms.

"Hiii... Don't be so hard...!"

"Sorry, Wen. It's so surprising that I forgot that." Nandia spoke slowly.

"Thankfully no one heard."

"You mean he interfered how?" nandia asked curiously in a whispering voice.

"If it's true what Mom said... Mr. Densbosco proposed to me before Dad died."

"Did the Benefactor not know about this?"

"I just found out about you this morning."

"Danger, Wen. You should be able to hide this as soon as possible. Don't let your boyfriend know."

"How am I confused, Nan. Because this has something to do with Dad's debt that must be repaid in the near future."

"You're being frank with your lover. Tell me honestly about your difficulties. May the benefactor if he is indeed generous and kind would want to help you."

"I can't talk about it, Nan. So embarrassed. Not a thing to ask for money."

"If you know how much you have to pay?"

"Limaratus million rupiah not including the interest..."

"Wow...It's so big, Wen. I doubt that a benefactor can spend that much money."

"I'm not sure myself, Nan. Although his parents were conglomerates, but the five million was not a small number."

"If apart from being generous is there anyone else you can ask for her help, Wen?"

"Nothing, Nan. Besides, I forbid paying debt with debt again. It may not be solved the problem."

"If you don't have debt then where can you have that much money."

"Brush my head, Nan." Wena lowered her head with both hands holding her head.

"I can't bear to see you like that...."

"Don't sell the house, Wen. I will help you convey your problem to Dermawan. Thank goodness he helped."

"Thank you in advance, Nan. You're the only one I'm telling you about my family's embarrassing problems. No other friend knows. Hopefully the problem can be solved as soon as possible."

"Trust me I will keep this thing well. No one else will know."

"Thank you again, Nan."

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Wigati that afternoon was already waiting on the terrace when Wena came home from the office. His face still looked as glum as it was this morning when Wena left for the office.

"How, Wen. Have you met Mr Densbosco?"

"Mother that's how the hell. Wena changed clothes just haven't been asked such an unpleasant question."

"I'm sorry, Wen. I kept thinking about this morning."

"Mom just kept praying that Wena can get the money five million quickly."

"It is important not to borrow. I don't want you to borrow it there to pay Dad's debt."

"If you don't ask for help or borrow, then we can get that much money from where, Mom. It's a lot more than half a billion."

"So you met Mr. Densbosco no. You should have met him in his study."

"Mr Densbosco is the CEO. Or the top leader in the company. So it's not arbitrary that all employees can enter his study, ma'am."

"But you're his future wife, when you can't enter."

Wena did not respond to the words of his mother who seemed to force his will....

Wena went inside the house and changed clothes in her room. It feels hotter the atmosphere of the house now. Can't be comfortable to rest for a while.

"Wena.., get out here. I want to talk again."

"Speak what else, Mom. Wena wants to rest tired of working all day."

"If you want to not get tired, live well and have a lot of money, you just marry Mr. Osco."

"That's what's being talked about. It's so bad to hear it."

"Here sit here. I want to tell you what Mr. Densbosco will give us."

Wena sat down in front of her mother lazily....

"Mr Densbosco will give you the gift of a nice house if you want to be his wife. Besides that, it will provide a dowry of one billion and complete gold jewelry. You don't want to be the wife of such a rich man."

"Have Mother not lured me like that. I don't want to be the wife of an old man who already has two wives."

"But they can't please sir, Wen. They only have a nice body and a pretty face. But can't give offspring to master. Her uterus is dry without any harm."

"That means the master only wants children, not wives."

"That's what Mr. Osco said to Dad. He craved for a descendant who would be able to continue his many efforts. Therefore he expects you to be his wife."

"The wife that only her child expected. Like a cow made into a profitable cattle field. But not nourished with love and compassion."

"It's not good to say that, Wen. Mr. Osco will love you and love you as much as he loves and loves his two wives."

"I really don't believe a man who has more than one wife can share his affection fairly. Never mind that you don't have to match me to Mr. Osco anymore. Because I've got my own choices that will hopefully love and love Wena well."

"The money we need right now is how we can repay your father's debt. I beg your sincerity to sacrifice your feelings of love and affection this time only. Once you marry Mr. Osco and produce offspring you can go back to your choice again."

"Mother.sorry buuu..I can't be what you want...." Wena cried feeling that she would only be used as a tool for the payment of the large debt....

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