Two Rings

Call Dion

Rissa went into the room, and Dion was still pensive in her place.

Unknowingly, there was a pair of eyes that accidentally saw the two of them. Yes, that pair of eyes belonged to Bi Ai.

Bi Ai who was intending to take the drinking water to the kitchen, overheard a conversation between Dion and Rissa.

It made him a little surprised, he could not believe that his master had married secretly behind Melati.

Bi Ai who did not hesitate to try to eliminate her curiosity, she intended to approach her employer.

"Den" said Bi Ai.

Dion was aghast, it was because of Dion who was daydreaming.

"Auntie surprised me. What's up, Bi?" Ask Dion.

Bi Ai hesitated, but did not undo her intention to ask.

"Sorry before, Auntie had been presumptuous to hear Den Dion and Rissa's conversation earlier. But I swear, Auntie was not on purpose, Den. Aunty apologized," Bi Ai said as she lowered her face.

Dion was silent, there was not the slightest anger in his heart.

"It's okay, Bi. Gradually Auntie also had to know about who Rissa was," said Dion.

"I did intend to ask Auntie for help" Dion added.

"Help? What help, Den?" Ask Bi Ai.

"here, Bi. We're talking slowly, "pinta Dion while pulling Bi Ai away from the living room.

"Look, Bi. Actually me and Rissa are married. And Auntie must know, I covered this from Melati. But I swear, I didn't mean to grieve Melati, Bi. I was forced, Mother wanted a grandchild, and I wanted to have a child of my own flesh and blood. Mother chose Rissa for me" Dion told Bi Ai.

Bi Ai just fell silent, one side she felt sorry for Melati. However, he also understood Dion's current position.

"So Auntie can help Den?" Ask Bi Ai.

"I asked Auntie to treat Rissa like Auntie treated Melati, help her if you need help. Auntie must understand, my wiggle room is narrow in this house. I don't know how to behave with them" Dion said.

Bi Ai stroked Dion's shoulder, she already thought of her master as her own son.

"Patience, Den. There must be a way" Bi Ai tried to encourage Dion.

"Auntie will try to help Non Rissa, it looks like she's a good girl, Den." Bi Ai.

Dion nodded, "thank you, Bi."

"Yes, Den Dion went into the room. Rest," said Bi Ai.

According to Dion, the two of them are now back inside the house.

***

Early in the morning after the dawn prayer, Rissa was already struggling in the kitchen. Cleaning the dirty glass dishes, also intend to prepare breakfast.

Bi Ai who lost quickly with Rissa made her rush to the kitchen, she felt bad if Rissa who did all her work.

"Oh Allah, Non. Let Auntie cook," pinta Bi Ai as she grabbed the knife that Rissa was using to cut the vegetables.

Rissa was surprised, "Non?" Her speech.

"Yes, Non. Aunty already knows everything, sorry Auntie yes if it's the same presumptuous Non Rissa." Bi Ai changed.

Rissa smiled, "why should I apologize, Bi? I'm nobody here" said Rissa.

Bi Ai was speechless, "Non Rissa is Den Dion's wife, Aunty should treat Non Rissa as best she can. That's what Den Dion asked Bibi" said Bi Ai.

Rissa was silent, she was a little happy to hear Bi Ai's words. It feels like he is still appreciated by Dion, but I don't know when it survives.

"Thank you, Bi."

Bi Ai smiled, "why thank you. It's Aunt's duty" he said.

Rissa and Bi Ai resumed their activities, from outside the sound of Dion's voice just coming out of the room.

Dion walked into the kitchen, peeking at what his second wife was doing.

Dion soon passes, back on his way to the car garage. Dion intends to heat the engine of his car, while waiting for Melati who is cleaning herself.

Rissa prepared breakfast on the dining table, arranging everything to make it look tempting.

"Done," he said.

"Morning, Sa." Jasmine greets.

Rissa turned her head, and smiled sweetly at her honey.

"Morning is also Melati" he said.

"Sit Ma'am" asked Rissa as she shifted the chair for Melati.

"Thank you, Sa. Don't bother," said Melati.

"Oh yeah, see Dion's not?" Ask Melati.

Rissa shook her head, since then she had not seen her husband.

"Rissa hasn't seen Mas Dion, Ma'am. Want Rissa to find him?" Rissa offers.

Melati nodded, "can, Sa. Sorry, yes" he said.

"Yes Ma'am" replied Rissa as she passed looking for Dion.

Rissa looked for Dion into the backyard, but she did not find her husband there.

Rissa turned elsewhere, and her steps were now towards the terrace of the house. Rissa heard Dion's coughing voice, and she walked to the garage.

"Mas" said Rissa.

"Yes, Mel." Dion turned his head, and Dion fell silent at once.

Rissa swallowed her saliva heavily, trying to calm her heart.

"My voice alone you don't recognize, Mom." Rissa.

Dion walked up to Rissa, of course, with a bad feeling of having misnamed his wife.

"Sa, I'm sorry I thought it was jasmine."

Rissa smiled wryly, "no need to apologize, in search of Ms. Melati. Breakfast was ready" said Rissa as she passed away from Dion.

Dion held back his wife's steps, saying in a soft voice.

"We had breakfast together, Sa."

Rissa again let go of her husband's hand, "don't joke Mas."

Dion pulled Rissa's hand back, "i'm serious!" Exclaims.

Rissa fell silent, she could not believe what her husband said. Where can it happen in the near future, Rissa is still not ready to blend with her husband and honeymoon.

"I can't" said Rissa.

Dion walked over, "why can't he? I'm your husband, and you must follow my orders!" exclaiming Dion.

"I'm your wife, but you don't want that. I don't want you to do this by force, Mom. I want everything to look sincere" Rissa said.

"Give me some time, and let me start things off slowly! I don't want to be a negligent husband to his wife's well-being" Dion said.

"There's only one way" replied Rissa.

"What?" Ask Dion.

"Honesty! Honestly, everything will look what it is. There will be no more lies, no more discriminating feelings, and maybe you can also know how to treat your two wives!" Rissa Seru.

"I get it, so let me do what I'm supposed to do! Now, come with me. We had breakfast together" Dion said. He now breezed into the house, his steps did not show the slightest doubt.

Rissa with misgivings, walked following her husband. I don't know what happens later, he can only follow the path that has been set for him.