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First Night With My Second Wife

“Congratulations, yes,” said Jodi shaking Yudha's hand.

“Iya, thanks, Di. Already want to come all the way here,” Yudha replied.

“May get along.” There was no other word from his friend. Only, the look on his face showed disappointment. People who become role models, even exemplify things that are not good. Polygamy is a bad view for some people, especially women. Because what appears in their eyes is, ‘men do not marry,’ regardless of whatever the intention of the man.

Already Jodi reminded that time at Vita's house, even to the point of scolding him there too. But Yudha was indeed really careless, stupid, and too light-handed. It is futile to lecture him because it will not have any impact except to cause bad breath.

“Which wife?” ask Yudha. “Not coming?”

“I didn't bring it. Pregnant.” Every sentence that came out of Jodi's mouth sounded a bit slender, thus making the romance on the face of the woman who was next to Yudha turn rather sour. In fact, it was already the man's appearance that way.

Rahma was not inexhaustible, but Jodi used to support her love story with Yudha. Or has the man's thinking changed?

Everyone has a different point of view. But after Rahma reviewed repeatedly—in her opinion, she was not entirely at fault. It was not he who came into their lives, but Vita himself who entered into his life. Destroying his dreams with Yudha.

“Wah, congratulations yes, Di. Already want to be a father now,” said Yudha congratulated.

“You too. Of two wives. Great ‘kan?” Jodi smiled wryly. “Yes already, I went straight home after this. You're all right.”

Yudha. He did capture Jodi's different tone of speech. But it's not good to get him to argue here.  

Wedding and reception are almost done. Guests have already begun to scatter out of the location. Yudha's views circulated under the guarantee, but unfortunately, Yudha found no one there except Abah, her nuclear family and her close relatives.

Actually, Yudha was eager to jump from there looking for Vita to see how she was now. But he also has to respect Rahma and her family. Fear of this is considered as impropriety.

“Well? Umi, Alif and Vita are home?” asked Yudha when she was away. At that time, the guests were truly no more. And Rahma was having dinner with their family while talking about her excitement at the reception party.

“Already,” replied Abah Haikal. There was a rough sigh from Abah while closing his eyes for a moment. “There's something Abah wants to talk to you about.”

“Speak, Bah.”

“This great event, all who is planning?”

“Mother Nely,” replied Yudha felt guilty. “I know this is a tyranny, Bah. But I can't resist. Everything is designed and I can't just turn it down.”

Abah looked at him with disappointed eyes. “We are all involved, especially Abah himself. Abah also felt that he had wronged your first wife. You have to apologize to him.” Abah held his shoulder. “According to can, but driven do not,” he said full of emphasis. “That you know, you're too light-handed, but you should have a stand.”

Yudha. He realized he was so stupid.

“That's just a message from me. Yes, Abah go home first. Tell your in-laws. Abah is having a lot of business.”

Yudha just nodded. Letting her go and leave her. Tonight, it was clear which way the man was going.

***

“Sister, don't want to take a shower? Don't want to change clothes?” rahma asked when they reached the woman's house. Currently both are already in the bridal room that has been decorated in such a way.

Yudha smiled, looking at Rahma who had cleansed herself, put on a kimono along her knees and let her straight black hair be broken just like that. Look at all the parts that are usually hidden.  

The woman approached him. “Sister remember the same Vita, yes?” ask her with a sad and disappointed romance.

“She wasn't there just now, I just wanted to know how she was doing. But unfortunately the phone is turned off.”

“Yes already, Brother Yudha can see it tomorrow.”

“But what about you?”

“It's okay, Brother. Why?”

“I hope you're always like this. Understand my situation.”

“Always, Brother. I realize you're not mine.”

Yudha smiled and hugged Rahma. This was the first time she had hugged the woman after she had waited for this marriage to happen for so long.

‘If I had never gone to that village, it would not have felt this heavy.’

“You happy?” yudha asked after releasing her embrace.

Rahma nodded with teary eyes. “Happy again if you don't have another wife. But ... everything happened. I have to accept it. I love you, Brother. From the beginning. What happens if I don't marry you. I can die.”

“To his side?”

“It's just umpame!” cebik Rahma pretended to be upset.

“Kirain,” Yudha chuckles. “Yes already, I took a shower first,” Yudha said stand up. Then enter the bathroom with a change of clothes that Rahma had prepared.

A few minutes later he came out wearing full clothes. Do the worship that was left behind, then go up to the bed. Meet his second wife who is already wearing a thin dress that seduces.

“Aready?” yudha asked with a feeling that was actually bland. He was just relying on his napkin at that time.

“I waited for this moment since a long time.”

The next day, Nely and Ilyas were gangbanged when they found their daughter out with their faces together. It's clear what happened last night.

“Before Mom has a grandson, yes, Yah?” he said to each other.

“Looks, Bu.”

Meanwhile, in the room Yudha was preparing to return to his Uminya house. He was very worried about Vita. Even Yudha could not sleep until morning because she kept thinking about it.

“So I want to go now?” rahma asked after she returned to her room again.

“Iya. I'll pick you up tomorrow, yeah. Prepare everything.”

“Be careful, yes, Brother.”

“Iya, wife. Be rested. You must be tired,” godanya while pecking her lips at a glance.

Rahma smiled. Let her husband go to see his first wife. It is quite heavy and not easily accepted by any woman. But this has become his choice and he has anticipated this—by therefore he is working around it by doing a number of activities.

‘We love each other, Brother. I'm sure, someday that's not your destiny will go away by itself. I'm sure you're just tempted by him, his inner’ is very sure.

“Your husband goes directly?” ask Nely's mom.

“Yes, Mom. I must understand Brother Yudha. He has another wife.”

“But it shouldn't be. This is your allotment of time,” said Nely continues to pump. “He must be reprimanded. Otherwise, it becomes a habit. Not because you become a second wife, then make yourself always give up. That's not true, son. All should be treated equally.”

“Kak Yudha just go for a while, later also back again. He also thinks of me, kok Bu.”

“Ya. But next time I won't let.”

***

A few minutes passed. Finally Yudha arrived at her house. He did not meet anyone in the living room except Bi Retno who was sweeping the floor of the inner room.

“Eh, Mas Yudha is home?” she knew the young man appeared before her.

“Where to, people, Bi?”

“Mas Alif has departed, if Umi same Abah again sports in sports club corner complex, Mas.”

“Oh, yes?” ask Yudha astonished. Because when he came in, he didn't see it? The sports club built next to the security post complex looked deserted.

“Maybe inside, Mas. The place is wide. If outside is only the same swimming pool basketball court only.”

“Vita how?” yudha asked somewhat in whisper. And after asking like that, Bi Retno's eyes seemed to condense. He remembered his own daughter. Her inner hope, may her daughter not suffer the same fate as Non Vita.

“Non Vita is fine, Mas,” replied without wanting to explain further.

Yudha stepped up her legs. Every floor he stepped on increasingly felt heavy and hollow. His steps swung slowly, his feelings were like a traitor who was about to surrender.

Up in front of the room, Yudha held the knob and pushed slowly the slightly open door. It was seen that his wife's little body was cleaning her own room. In his hand was a mop pressed to the floor and shifted slowly.

“Eh, there are people,” said Vita so aware of who came. The woman smiled and glanced at him briefly, then continued her work again.

The lips are smiling. But not a smile in the real sense. A smile that appears is a smile that contains a lot of burden and weight problems.

Yudha approached him and sat down on the edge of the bed. His tongue was silent, it was hard to just move. He watched the woman for a long time.

“Mas Yudha has breakfast? Have you been drinking warm water?” ask the woman to avoid eye contact.

Yudha did not answer. He had already memorized the habits of his wife. If something happens to him, then he will make himself very busy— as it happened when they were in the kitchen first. And right now so too. The difference, if in the past Vita was squeezing coconut milk—this time the girl was mopping, cleaning the table, folding the next prayer mat mukena former wear.

All this did not escape the eyes of Yudha. Even with a drop of tears that accidentally fell on the floor.

“Sayang ..”

For the first time, Yudha called him that. Vita hated to hear Yudha calling her so sweetly. Because of the possibility, the call was also made to another woman, namely Rahma.

“I came out first want to put this into place,” he said pushing the mop tool out. Aim to avoid the eyes of the man. But now her steps are restrained, because Vita feels her wrist is grasped and pulled back. “Mas, step aside first. I want to put this,” he repeated again so that Yudha can understand the language.

Yudha forcibly pulled him and hugged him without saying anything.

“Lease! Please don't be like this,” Vita rebelled. The perfume that smelled on the man's body was already mixed with the scent of another woman. Stinging, clogging his nose, causing the heart to become increasingly painful.

“I hate you! I hate you!?” he punched the man in the chest even though it had no effect on him.

For a long time, the two embraced. Fascinated. The crying of the woman was getting broken. Until finally, he had reached the point of the deepest pain. His small body is getting weaker. Falling and unconscious again!

***

To be continued.