The Contracted Uterus

CHAPTER 8. FRIGHTENING SHADOW

The morning came so bright. The sparrows play and squeak over the office window. Some of them hit the window glass and flew again chasing in the air.

Nandia was astonished that morning to see Wena Ayu Erian coming up with a lackluster appearance. The other friend who was one room also wondered inwardly. What happened 2 x 24 hours ago.

"This morning you should be as cheerful as the sparrows. But why do I see your face so moody, Wen?"

Nandia was a close friend of his and almost his brother-in-law opened the conversation after they sat at their respective work desks.

"More complicated his business, Nan. I just found out that Mr. Densbosco was my former mother."

"Well! Time yes, Wen? It hardly makes sense. But your mother is beautiful. Especially in his early youth. It's only right that you fall in love with her."

"That's what makes me doubt. Is it your purpose to marry me because you really want a child or offspring from my womb. Or maybe I just want to be made for the mere impingement of his desires."

"Frankly from the beginning to hear that you're going to propose to you, I feel doubt, Wen. Because actually the incident of Master loving his work does not only happen now. But it's been a lot of times."

"What aye, Nan. I just heard from you. And why didn't you tell me from the beginning?"

"Because all I knew at that time was that you had a benefactor. Then I guess there's no way you're going to accept that proposal."

"Buffer-ass. But it's nothing. Oya, you said that you love his work often. How did that happen?"

"Yes usually if he has a crush on a female employee, then he takes her away. A few days later the woman no longer entered the work alias issued."

"It's so cruel!"

"It is not the Lord who is cruel. But his two wives were also arbitrary. Because if there are women who start close to you then want to be invited to go together. Then it is certain that the woman in question will not last long to work, because it was immediately slaughtered alive before being fired."

"It's awful!"

"Rubber, Wen. I'm not scaring you. Often it is like that. I do not need to mention one by one the women who suffered bad luck in the hands of Master. "

Wena's quiet. A terrifying shadow appeared above his head. The form of Densbosco who said his mother was a responsible man and needed help to have a descendant, suddenly now turned into a very creepy machluk.

"But I guess if you're another story, Wen. It seems like Master really wants to make you a wife. Not toys that if you are bored are returned to the origin," said Nandia then after seeing Wena look moody and confused.

"Thank you for the info, Nan. My own fault all this time was just listening to my mother's words. Until the verdict made yesterday, I was actually still hesitant to accept Sir, because I already have two wives."

"There is no need to regret the decision you made. Now all you have to do is prepare yourself mentally as best you can and pray don't forget. May his two wives be well spoken to by you and have no problem."

"Am I going to suffer the fate of another woman, Nan?"

"I don't know. But my guess is if the two wives knew you were proposed, the actions they did might. But it will also derail your marriage to the Master."

"Douh.., how am I supposed to be so worried." Wena looked trembling.

"You're working fine now. Throw away all your bad thoughts."

"If the attitude of the other employees how to see me walking with Mr yesterday, Nan?"

"Would you like to ask for support?" Gurau Nandia's.

"Yes, it could be so."

"What must be the employees are in an uproar to see you walk with Mr. yesterday. And maybe it'll be even more uproar if they now know that you've been betrothed."

"Sstt.., don't talk out loud.

"Sorry, Wen."

"If your own opinion what about this I'm going through."

"Is it wrong if I still go to work today, Nan?"

"Yes is innocent. It's just weird why you still let me work. Usually, if women want to marry according to Javanese custom, they have to undergo all pingitan events."

"The money is already different between the proposal, with me who still have obligations as an employee."

A number of sparrows cluttering cheerfully on the window, now sounding more and more rumbling. So did Wena. His feelings were getting scared. A sinister shadow appeared dancing above his head.

The words of Mrs Hellen yesterday were so heart-shaking that it was ringing back now....

"You Wena.., from now on must obey and submit to the husband. Whatever is said and commanded you must do. Don't argue,"

Moments later after Wena and Nandia stopped talking, a call was suddenly heard through a microphone intercom to Wena Ayu Erian's sister to go up to the fifth floor.

Very haunted and quiet floor. The floor on which the king manages, controls and makes decisions.

Wena thoughtlessly went straight up to the fifth floor to be reunited with the female STW the fierce secretary. But now it is no longer fierce to accept the arrival of Wena and directly ushered into the throne of the king.

But when Wena's inside it doesn't look like Mr. Densbosco. But a woman of her mother's age with a luxurious appearance and a shiny clean face.

His clean sleeves were also decorated with watches and gold bracelet jewelry.

"You're Wena Ayu Eriyan?" ask the woman directly without letting Wena sit in the chair.

"Sa-me....Wena, Madam," Wena replied with a very polite stand.

"OKs. You know who I am?" ask the woman, still sitting in front of Mr. Densbosco's desk.

"Sorry, my lady doesn't know."

THE DER!!

The middle-aged woman kicked down the table with a thick book very hard. So it was quite thrilling the entire room.

"Dropped! You don't know who I am?" The woman's voice shrieked Wena's ears.

"Densbosco's Nyo.." wena guessed hesitantly.

"Clearly dong my Lady Densbosco. If it wasn't his wife, I might be here."

"Sorry, Madam.... What is the need the madam is calling me?" asked Wena to venturate.

"Suppose you dare to ask. You want to know what I want to do to you?"

Wena did not dare to answer. His head lowered with a glance towards the two ends of his own shoes.

"Later I'll say it after Mr. Densboco comes. While you're still standing there."

Inner Wena screamed being treated like an unflappable dangerous servant in front of the empress.

"Then I beg your permission to wait under Madam."

"Can't you stay there until Mr. Densbosco comes."

Goddamnit! Wena murmured in the heart....

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