Turns out He's Just Mine

I'm the Second

Arriving at Imran's house, Imran gets out of his car opening the door for Mila. He dragged Mila's suitcase and was about to hold Mila's hand but Mila refused.

" I can walk alone, sir." Mila.

" All right, let's get into our new house." Bring Imran.

The two walked towards the door of Imran's house. Mila spread her eyes around the house. The classic house looks luxurious with the garden in front of it makes this house look beautiful.

Chequek....

The door opens from the inside featuring an adult woman of Imran's age who looks beautiful, but still less beautiful when compared to Mila.

" You guys have come? Please come in." Said the woman.

" Who?" Tanya Mila pointed at the woman.

" Dear Mila introduce him Hena, my first wife."

Jeduarrrrr

As in the lightning strike in broad daylight Mila covered her mouth with both palms. Instead of being sad by Imran's words, Mila became an emotion.

" What? Your first wife?" Pekik Mila looked at Imran in disbelief.

" So you mean I'm your second wife? Damn you sir, so your only wife because I was forced to be a second wife instead, you lowered my prestige from an honorable woman to an insulted actor Mr. Desfian, I hate you more and more and more and more this marriage." Mila Grunts.

Imran closed his eyes withholding the curse that Mila threw at him while Hena closed her mouth not believing that Imran's wife was so brave with her husband.

" Keep your word Mila, he's your husband." Hena Tegur.

" Your husband..." Mila looked at Hena.

" I don't consider him my husband... Is this Mr Des?" Mila turned to look at Imran.

" You said you wouldn't share your heart, you said you'd only get married once in your life, then what is this? Two wives on one roof? Should I share a house? Sharing husband? Sharing love? Even I have to share a bed with him? Fiuhhhhh is disgusting." Mila stared in disdain at Imran who was just silent.

" I didn't expect you to be the type of guy who wasn't quite with one woman, Ck ck ck.... Too bad you are Hena.... Your husband betrays your love by marrying another woman, how can you as a wife allow your husband to remarry? You're a really disgusting couple." Mila Ejek.

" Don't you ever tell anyone this matter including your parents." Imran.

" Jw ... Surprising." Pekik Mila raised both her hands.

" So you're hiding your marriage? Really amazing.... I have a lucrative offer for you guys how?" Mila.

" Offers? Offers for what?" Imran asked, frowning.

" I'll keep my mouth shut but on condition that you divorce me, how come? Fair right?" Ask Mila.

" I'll never divorce you until whenever Mila, remember that." Press Imran.

" But I'm gonna divorce you, Mr. Des, I'm gonna go home." Mila said to leave from there.

" Your house is here, don't ever go anywhere without my permission." Imran said blocking Mila's hand.

" Detach... Don't touch me with your hand, I'm disgusted at being touched by someone's husband." Mila forcefully pulled her hand.

" Mila I'm your husband." Imran.

" But you're Hena's husband too." Mila Sahut.

" I'm tired I beg you not to argue, Get in our room don't test my patience or I'll destroy your father's company." Threaten Imran by being forced to let Mila comply.

" I don't care." Ketus Mila's.

Mila runs away from Imran, leaving Imran overwhelmed by her pursuit. To be honest he was tired of the mind in the more tired the body.

" I told you to obey." Imran said after successfully blocking Mila's hand.

" Detach.... I want to go home, I don't want to live with a man like you, you don't have a heart." Mila Shouted.

Imran took off his cheque, he folded his hands into his chest. He stared intently at the stubborn Mila.

" Don't you say you don't love me?" Ask Imran.

" then?" Mila asked back.

" I'm very confident of you, sir, although there are ten Hena have no effect whatsoever on my life." Mila Sahut.

" then?" Imran turned Mila's question around.

Mila knew the meaning of the 'then' speech Imran said. He exhaled violently, Mila closed her eyes gathering strength and dampening her emotions at once.

" Well I'll stay in that house, I'll prove that Hena's presence doesn't mean anything to me." Mila's words made Imran smile happily.

" It's like your presence in my life." Connect Mila.

The smile on Imran's lips just disappeared, He did not like the words Mila said. But he tried to hold back his emotions.

" Good." Imran said walking back to his house followed by Mila who pursed her lips behind her.

Imran went into his house to the main room. The room he will be staying with Mila.

Chequek....

Imran opened the door to his room.

" Please come in, this is the room we're going to occupy, all your needs are already there." Imran said pointing to a walk in closet.

" That's... Our room?" Ask Mila to make sure.

" Yes our room, why? You don't want a room with me?" Imran asked looking at the agitated Mila.

" Are you also one room with Madam Hena?" Mila asked back to make Imran nervous.

" I... Aye." Yeah." Imran Sahut.

" Why isn't Pa Des there? I don't want a room with you, I'm afraid you're doing something that's hurting me." Mila.

" I must be fair to you so there is no objection, According to and make peace so that you can live happily here." Imran left their room.

" Aghhhh." Mila screamed her hair rough.

" Lose me if rich' gini way... Ah shit shit... Damn my life.... Must be married to the killer teacher, so the second wife ... I'm sure this house will be hell for me.. See what I can do to get away from you, Mr. Desfiannnnn." Mila Grunts.

Mila lay her body on the bed so that she did not feel like she was asleep.

In the evening Mila went down to the dinner table because she was very hungry. At the dining table, Imran is eating alone with Hena while occasionally laughing. Mila broke her intention, she was about to return to her room.

" dear? You awake yet? Here's dinner from noon you haven't eaten." Imran stopped Mila's steps.

As Mila walks closer to the dinner table, she must prove that their presence is meaningless in Mila's life. Mila took her food and she put it in her mouth, ignoring Imran and Hena who were looking at her.

" dear.... I beg you to think of Hena as your own sister so you can get along." Imran.

" Can't you call me that? With Hena alone you don't call her dear." Mila Protest.

" To tell the difference if I call who, if both of them I call dear then you will be confused right?" Imran Kilah.

" Yes you're right Ran." Hena Sahut.

" It's up to Mr. Des, whatever the call doesn't mean to me." Mila.

The three ate solemnly once in a while Mila chimed in Imran's speech if He was asked.

" I'm done." She said Mila brought her dirty dishes and washed them in the sink and then she went back to her room.

" It seems she's Ran's diligent girl." Hena stared at Mila's departure.

" Yes... She's an independent girl, which is why I love her so much." Imran made Hena clench her hand.

" I promise you that I will have you fully Imran." Inner Hena.

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