Wife Titipan
Chapter 18
“Wood after you get home from work bring me pickled yes. Make snacking later tonight, my snack supplies are up,” said Najma, while preening in front of the mirror, even though he only spent time at home looking beautiful remains a must for him.
“Yes, what do you want again?” ask Bayu, usually Najma does not only ask for one object to him. The woman seemed to think, though her hands were busy combing her long wavy hair.
“I also want lollipop.” Najma snorted, seeing Bayu seem to hold back the laughter of hearing her request just now. Surely the young man considered him a child for asking for candy.
“This is your son who asked Bayu, if I am not pregnant where might I ask lollipop.” Bayu's face which usually looks indifferent now develops his smile until both dimples of his cheeks are clearly visible. Najma was envious of the two dimples that Bayu had.
Bayu knelt down in front of Najma, his hand stroking the woman's belly. “My son turns out a lot he wants,” said Bayu. Najma pursed her lips.
“Ngidamku it's still normal limit Bayu. What I asked for was also easy to find.” Bayu nodded, in fact he did not mind fulfilling Najma's craving all along.
Bayu hopes that Najma and the baby will be healthy until the time of giving birth later, Bayu wants to see what her child looks like. Will the future child be more like himself or Najma? but he hopes that his son will inherit the beautiful face of Najma.
*****
Najma smiled cunningly looking at the reflection of her face in the mirror. How easy it is to deceive Bayu, just by being a little sweet the man was withered with him. Though most of his effective attitude to Bayu was just pretend, with him behaving like that Bayu would not suspect if he planned to leave. Just as he came out of his room, Najma heard a familiar scream.
"Damn!" Najma is shocked to see the presence of her best friend. Jihan smiled happily towards Najma who was astonished to see her presence here.
"I know you live here from your mother, she also allows me to see you" Jihan said, as she understood the question Najma had in mind.
"I hear you're pregnant, it's great your new husband in a few months he's made you bunting." Jihan nudged Najma's arm, pinching her best friend's cheek. Najma just rolled her eyeballs, she invited her best friend to sit back in the family room.
Actually he was surprised by the attitude of Jihan who looked very happy. Though all this time his best friend was always judes with him since he knew the problems he and Pram.
"Welcome you finally split with Pram too, I'm glad to hear that." The look on Najma's face immediately changed, it was fitting that Jihan was so happy.
"We're only splitting temporarily." Najma answered with a ketus.
"Sep apart temporarily how does that mean? Anyway what do you expect from a guy like Pram. She's barren, keeps her mother evil like a witch. It's better that your husband is now proof that soon you'll have a child, I'd also agree that you marry him."
"I only love Pram, just so long as you know I'm married to Bayu just because I want a child from him." Jihan shut her mouth. He did not expect Najma his best friend turned out to have a very shortsighted mind.
"You're crazy. You don't think about the feelings of the man you married?"
"He already knew that I married him because I wanted a child, and well, like you said, I was crazy. So you don't have to take care of a lunatic like me anymore." Jihan clenched her hands, made greget by her best friend.
Jihan sighed, she decided to shift the subject. "I brought you news" Jihan said later, looking very enthusiastic.
"Does that matter?" najma asked without interest, which she knew long ago Jihan was a gossip. He will gossip about anything, including things that are not at all important.
"of course. It's about your in-laws, I mean your ex-in-law. Yesterday I spent some time shopping at the mall with my in-laws, and it turned out that my in-laws knew Pram's mother. You know what my in-laws said after that?" Jihan hung up her story, looking at Najma with a serious mimic.
"Where do I know. You think I heard what your mother-in-law said back then." Najma replied with annoyance.
"Say my mother-in-law. Miss Endah is not Pram's real mother. He said Pram was only a stepson, formerly Endah's mother was the second wife of Pram's father." Najma almost choked on her own saliva. She had been married to Pram for ten years and never knew the story.
"Don't make up for you, if Miss Endah is not Pram's mother. Then who's the real mother?" Najma's tone rose an octave, seeing Pram's treatment so far that always prioritizes his mother's speech Jihan felt impossible.
"My mother-in-law Pram's birth mother had died, because she was so devastated to know her husband was married again especially Pram who at that time had just been born taken from her."
"What! but how is it possible."
"In this world there is no such thing as impossible. Anything could happen. During your marriage to Pram have you ever met his father?"
"Just once." Najma tries to remember her meeting and Father Pram, when Father Pram came to their residence. When he found out that the man-in-law of course Najma treated him well, but when Pram came home the man was angry to drive his father away.
When Najma asks Pram instead wants to slap Najma, Pram emotionally tells Najma never to get in touch with his father.
"Pram seems to hate his father a lot." Najma muttered softly.
"Maybe it all happened because of the witch's incitement. You know for yourself how Pram's obedient to his mother." Jihan sneered, she hoped that Najma would soon wake up from her madness and soon forget about the mad man Pram.
*****
“Bi Roro see Bayu?” najma asked the waiter who was in charge of cooking in this house.
“Pay ago Aunty look sitting on homepage.” Najma nodded after getting an answer he immediately approached Bayu.
Smoke billowing from cigarettes smoked Bayu, the man is indeed a cigarette addict due to his wrong self slang. Once upon a time when the teenager Bayu loved to hang out with badung children. At first Bayu smoking just try because of a fad, until finally he was addicted.
“Way turn off your cigarette, my breath is tight because of the smoke.” Bayu immediately turned off his cigarette, he remembered the ban on not smoking near pregnant women.
“Why haven't you slept?” Najma rolled her eyes irritated, you insensitive Bayu.
“I want to sleep with you Bayu. Come on in. I've been sleepy on this.” Najma began to put on a sulking look, fortunately she was beautiful so even though she had the slightest expression it still looked attractive.
“Come,” invites Bayu after throwing away his cigarette butts, he embraces the sexy woman who is now his wife's status.
Najma immediately climbed onto her bed, her eyes already heavy wanting to immediately sail to the dream island. Bayu hugged the woman, as Najma's tender breasts pressed against her arms Bayu's cheeks heated up. Oh shit, it means it in my heart.
Bawdy thoughts suddenly hit Bayu's head when he saw Najma's cleavage that was so tempting. Bayu shook his head, dispelling those perverted thoughts. Thankfully, Najma is sleeping.
Bayu chose to look at the beautiful face of Najma. This woman is not only beautiful and attractive, but she has something that makes anyone want to love her. Bayu did not know since when he began to love this woman. But for sure he began to feel a strange feeling when he first kissed the woman's forehead on their wedding day.
She loved Najma as the mother of her future children. Now all he had to do was keep his affection from turning into a feeling of love. It is still clear in his memory the status of Najma who is just a wife. One day the woman will definitely be taken by her real owner.
Bayu took a breath, he turned his attention away from Najma. Bayu took his cell phone he found a lot of missed calls and messages from his lover Elsa. Honestly Bayu feels guilty. Bayu feels he has betrayed his lover.
When Elsa finds out she's married, will she still accept herself? the reason he will explain later. Mayu hopes everything will be fine. After the affair between himself and Najma ends he will rearrange his life from the beginning. Bayu will try to live life without any shadow of Najma.
He will marry Elsa and love her forever. Bayu only needs to remember that he has a child from another woman other than Elsa, the girl who might later become his wife.
*****
In this world there is nothing Pram hates other than his father, now the man bravely comes to see him in his company.
"Why do you want to see me?" Pram was so furious to see the presence of his father Seno.
"How are you doing, son?" Pram screeching cynically.
"No need to make small talk. Just tell me what your purpose was to meet me here. If it doesn't matter, get out of here. I have a very important job rather than having you talk."
Seno sighed, indeed her heart ached to find such treatment from her own biological child. His gaze looked bright, behind the gaze there was a silent story that was very difficult to convey through oral. If only Pram would look into his old eyes to see the wound radiating there, but it was impossible to remember Pram who greatly hated him.
"Dad wanted to tell me about the relationship between you and your mother." Pram was very sick to see the sad expression that was drawn on the face of old seno bangka.
"What's more, you want to go back and say that she's not my mother!"
"She's not your real mother Pram, if you don't believe you can do a DNA test to prove the truth of Dad's words." DNA test, Pram's blood instantly rippled. He never thought of doing that.
"Who is my real mother?" pram asked, he began to believe a little Seno's words.
"From your real mother's name, she's my first wife."
"Oh, what a rotten story that happened in your youth," said Pram cynically, his clenched hands holding in fury.
"When I was young and stupid, I was in a relationship with your stepmother Endah even though at that time I already had Wulandari as my wife."
"Enough! The point is that you are suing the woman named Wulandari by marrying Mother as your second wife, there is no need to continue your story. I don't want to hear it, you better get out of my sight!"
"Dad hasn't finished Pram, there's one thing I want to say. I'd like to fulfill your real mother's promise, please visit your mother Pram's grave."
"Shit! Gone from before me immediately, before I called people to expel you," Pram said, Seno's explanation made his head seem to want to explode. The man requested that he visit the tomb of Wulandari which Seno said was his biological mother, meaning the woman was dead.
Her biological mother is dead, and Pram does not know the truth for thirty-five years of his life he is instead taken care of by a woman who is not his mother. The story was so slapping him, Pram hoped this was just his nightmare in broad daylight.
Enough, he should not just believe the words of a jerk like Seno. Pram must first prove the truth by doing a DNA test, before trusting the man's words.
