The Second Wife

Part 059 #Already Been Together A Long Time

Once at home, Alfin immediately asked his wife to peel the mangosteen and make a little spicy seasoning. I don't know why he suddenly wants to eat the food he usually avoids the most.

"How much do you want? Just one time, right?" alifa asked the husband standing next to her.

"Two, honey," replied Alfin. Alifa according.

Seeing the mango that has been cut with sambal that looks appetizing makes Alfin impatient to eat it. Sitting on the balcony floor, the man ate a night snack that made his wife grimace at him.

"Is it not sour, Mas?" ask Alifa.

"Hm," Alfin shook his head. Chocolate pieces of mango into sambal and hap, sound criuk-kriuk in the mouth. The man's face was red because of the pain.

"Want a drink, Mas?" alifa.

"Byeah" replied Alfin. Alifa then offered him a glass of water that he had brought. Give it to the husband.

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One mango with chili is eaten by Alfin. Now even the man is leaning his back on the iron trellis of the balcony. His feet are straight. Alifa looked at her husband with a big smile and shook her head. Surprised at the man who thinks his attitude is strange.

"Kok, I'm into weird food huh, honey," said Alfin.

Alifa nodded. "Yes, what do not-don't ...," his words hang.

"Don't what, honey?"

Alifa shook her head, "no. It's nothing."

Alfin then approached and took the hand of the wife who was in the lap. "There, what? Tell me, honey. What are you guessing you have? Usually your feeling is always right," he said while staring at the face of the wife ayu.

Alifa laughed a little. "Nothing, Mom. I just thought maybe your tongue was sprained. So, now turn to liking sour and spicy food."

Alfin shakes. "I'm sure that's not what you have in mind. But, it's okay, hope your man is good huh?"

"Aamiin, I always pray and suspect good things. 'Can't be prejudiced, '" said Alifa.

Alfin hugged his wife tightly. Although it is the middle of the rage also the spicy taste is still felt on the tongue. However, all that he set aside to calm the feelings of the wife. He was sure that Alifa was thinking about what he was thinking.

Until the night, when the wife was asleep she got out of bed and stood on the balcony again. He was still in the car when he was in. The look on his second wife's face implied a worry.

"If I'm pregnant, what about, Lif?" his second wife's question on the way home he always remembered. Moreover, the look on his face was so serious, making him think that the question was real was not just a dream.

He had seen from the rearview in the car, and from that moment his heart felt happy. I wish it were all real. The hope that he and Alifa have wanted will be answered, even through the womb of the second wife. He also promised in his heart, 'I will not distinguish between the two. Even if one of them is pregnant.'

Alfin opens the phone and misses Yasmine. And the only way is to look at the picture. The photo he took from a profile on one of the wife's social media. The other photos actually exist, like the one Yasmine sent from her phone. But somehow Alfin prefers to see the photo of his second wife on that one.

A photo with the background of a large mosque, with a long black headscarf and brown clothes. His lips smiled widely, his hands showed a small love shape to the front of the camera. Slowly Alfin magnified the image, as he accidentally saw a small dot behind Yasmine's image. His eyelids widened when it turned out there was him. Down like looking at a cell phone.

"Astaghfirullah, this is when I went there to take the Umi to study" he said again. The man then smiled, when before he and Yasmine knew it turned out he was already with the beautiful woman in his social media profile.

"Is this what destiny is called?" ask again. "Yes, you should know this," he continued. Yasmine had not changed her profile picture for a long time. And for a long time all I had one picture, all the pictures of the sweet girl against the background of the big mosque in the capital.

Ah, it feels like Alfin wants to meet his childish wife soon. Want to ask and tell.

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In Another House

Yasmine couldn't sleep, she thought too much about how she could tell this happiness to everyone. Especially with Alfie.

Talking back to my mom can't be over the phone. Because he needs to hold and even hug the mother so that the feeling of worry is gone. Yes, to be honest, Yasmine was indeed scared. If it turns out that Alifa will feel rivaled, because as humans, envy must exist.

The woman, who is almost 30 years old, is pursing her lips. Sit on the sofa with the television on. Right now, she wants to contact her husband. Says doubts and talks about what he wants to say.

But baby, it can't be. Finally the woman could only look at the photo of Alfin's face on her phone. Until he finally fell asleep there. Hugging a slide show of the husband and himself.

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After teaching, the beautiful woman asked the driver to go home to her mother. I asked permission first from my husband. And as soon as he arrived, he immediately walked into the house. Leaving a driver who hasn't even thought about the car properly.

The girl always walked in a hurry, making the mother who greeted her widen her eyelids and exhale violently.

Yasmine who realized it could only stop suddenly and grinned wide. "Forgotten" he said.

"habits. Sit here," take mom.

The two beautiful women sat on the sofa. Yasmine immediately spread her body on the sofa and placed her head on the mother's thigh.

"What's up, Yas? Until you have to hurry," asked the mother while rubbing Yasmine's cheek.

"Later mom, I'll breathe first" he said.

Mom chuckles. "Who told you to hurry" said the mother. "Mom! Please get me a drink." Mother ordered the new housekeeper, Fifi's replacement.

"Let's get there fast, ma'am. Which father?" said Yasmine who then asked the father because of his invisible existence.

"At home, RT. There's a thanksgiving event" replied the mother.

"Please, Non, Ma'am." the housekeeper put two glasses on the table.

"Thank you, Ma'am," said the mother.

Yasmine nodded. "I want to tell you about last night, ma'am" Yasmine said. Then he told everything to the mother, what kind of chatter he finally almost slipped and asked idly to his best friend. He finally got an answer that moved him.