WRONG MARRIAGE

Second Wife Temptation

Title: The Temptation of the Second Wife

Works : Emma Shu

Chapters 1. First Night

"I'll take a shower!" The handsome man who had just put on the boxer pants went down the bed, walking towards the bathroom shortly after peeking at Bia's forehead.

The blood on Bia's body felt rustling feeling the warm touch of Bustan's lips on his forehead. The woman blushed.

Bustan turned his head and looked at Bia intensely while on the doorstep of the bathroom, making Bia so misbehaved, what else Bia witnessed a sturdy jaw, field chest and a sexy flat stomach.

"Want to take a shower?" asked Bustan, the man who just a few hours ago said the sacred promise of marriage. The man who a few minutes ago gave warmth in love on the first night of the bride.

Bia shook her head with a red blushing skin. The smile on her tiny lips perfectly printed watched her husband's dashing back until it disappeared behind the closed door.

The ringing of the cell phone distracts Bia. None other than Bustan's cell phone.

Cece. Name on the screen.

Bia grabs the phone, takes it to the bathroom door. "Mas, there's a phone!"

Bustan who was in the shower did not hear Bia's cry outside.

All right, no problem for Bia to answer the phone on the husband's phone. He shifted the green button on the sophisticated flat object. Just as his mouth opened to say hello, the voice across was already answering.

"Mas Bustan, I was in an accident. Get to Sentosa Hospital now, baby! Need you. Hicks."

The darling?

The voice of the woman across surprised Bia. His chest was suddenly hot, like a squeezed-remass. His organs suddenly went limp. Who is that girl?

"Darling, my car's broken. Legs hurt! Come quickly! Huhuhuu." The crying woman across sounded bitter.

Bia. After managing to expel the tightness in the chest, he said, "Who is this?"

"Cce. His wife Mas Bustan. You must be Sabiya, right? Where's Mas Bustan? I want to talk to him. Give the phone to Mas Bustan."

The deg!

Almost like being struck by lightning. Bia's heart was beating hard. Pain and shock at the same time. Want to slam Bustan's cell phone, but dhikr in his heart can beat emotions. Patience, Bia. Be patient!

Athaghfirullah!

"Yes, I'm Sabiya. His wife Mas Bustan. Then how can you claim to be Mas Bustan's wife?" sahut Bia with a choked voice.

"Here you go, you'll understand later. I want to talk to Mas Bustan." The woman ignored Sabiya just like that. He just wants to talk to Bustan.

The phone connection was cut off as the network suddenly deteriorated.

How could the man who had just married Bia already have a wife? Not many things Bia knew from Bustan's previous figure. Because the time of their introduction was short. Bustan is present in Bia's life as a polite and kind man.

One month they were in taaruf. Bustan has been able to introduce Bia to the sense that her name is in love. Diverting Bia's monotonous world into a colorful one.

In Bia's eyes, Bustan looks like a good man. Due to Bia's feelings of love, she accepts Bustan's proposal, which eventually leads to marriage.

The man claimed to work as a manager at a company, also claimed to be single when applying for Sabiya, then why is this?

Bia, who originally lived in a small house, was immediately taken by Bustan to a large house that had been prepared after the wedding.

Is this the reason Bustan immediately brought Bia to move into a new house? So that Bia's parents don't hear the defects in their household?

In hindsight, Bustan who served as a manager in a private company with a salary of only tens of millions aka maximum almost touched the twenty million figure, he said, it seemed impossible that the man could buy a house like the one occupied by Bia now, estimated that the price could touch the number of billions.

In addition to the house, some of Bustan's cars are also elite. Sabiya felt increasingly foreign to her husband.

Who exactly is the man who married her?

Before getting married, Bustan's life in Bia's eyes seemed simple, like a manager who had a proper salary. But after marriage, Bia was taken to a luxurious house using an elite car. All of that gave a big question mark in Sabiya's mind.

Even now even revealed one more mystery, that Bustan turned out to have a wife. It never occurred to me that Sabiya would be a second wife like this.

Bia was born into a good family, which always put religious values first. He also prioritizes religion when choosing a husband. So that Bustan El Basil became his choice when knowing the man's character that looks good.

Sabiya did not know if in fact he had entered a trap in his marriage. He also does not know, behind his innocence, there are people who comment on the smile when the trap has been entered by the victim.

Just as Bia was holding onto Bustan's hape with a myriad of questions, the handsome man came out with only a towel wrapped around his waist. Bia should have been stunned staring at Bustan's exposed sexy body. The six pack's body is fed by water droplets.

Bustan stood before Bia with a sinless face. "What's up, Bia?"

The man was astonished to see Bia's sudden facial expression like a frustrated person.

"Who's Cece?" bia asked while handing over Bustan's hape.

Oh... Bustan instantly knew what had just happened. Must have been Cece calling her earlier. There was an incoming call from Cece's name.

"She claimed to be your wife. He said he was in an accident and asked you to see him." Bia's voice choked. "Explain to me, who is he, Mas?"

"Cece's accident?" Bustan looks anxious to hear a woman named Cece crash without caring about Sabiya's question. He then put on clothes in a hurry, no matter the towel sag and fall while wearing a color.

Ah, let it go. After all, Bia had also seen everything.

After putting on his clothes, Bustan looked at Bia and said, "Cece is my first wife."

Bustan's explanation makes Bia more frustrated. Bustan lightly said that he had another wife besides himself, without even feeling sinful. Oh my God, what is this test?

"Experience, Mas! Tega you do this to me. A liar! A liar!" annoyed Bia with a choked voice. Dewy eyes.

"I'll explain later. I have to see Cece. She needs me. Good night!" Bustan kissed Bia's forehead and passed away.

Bia swallow. Freezing in place. Still unsure of what happened to him. She was deceived by her husband. The handsome man who captivated her with a million charms, apparently already had a wife first before marrying her. It's lies!

Bia drowned. Her wish for a happy life with a small family, having two children, and being a good housewife is gone. Crushed melting.

Then why is the woman named Cece not angry when she finds out that Bia claims to be Bustan's wife?

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Chapters 2. Falsehood

After a night of sleeplessness, spending the night alone in a foreign house, this morning Bia had to see her husband come to the house with another woman, who was none other than her husband's first wife. Cece. Well-favoured. Classy. Her appearance was perfect as a top-class woman.

By wearing high heels, branded bags, expensive dresses, classy makeup, and hair that is always touched by salon energy, the young woman whose hands are wrapped in bandages steps into the middle of the room.

Bia was still silent on the spot, watching the woman who was five years old on top of him sitting on the sofa guided by Bustan. Occasionally tidying the hijab that feels strangling the neck.

The six pack man with a domineering look looked at Bia's face firmly.

“Sabiya, meet me is Cece Wulandari, his wife Mas Bustan. More precisely is the first wife.” The woman spoke loudly and firmly. “I mean my arrival here is to explain everything. You must still be confused by this situation right?”

Bia is still silent. It was too precious for him to make a sound if only to respond to them.

“So like this, this Mas Bustan married me since five years ago.” Cece held Bustan's arm, stroked and pressed his spoiled cheek against that arm. “We're happy. Unfortunately, we did not get any offspring. As a famous manager who is considered perfect, it feels like Bustan looks disabled if he does not have children. What else he is a figure that many people are proud of. What would people say if she had no offspring?”

“It is better to adopt a child than to have to share a husband instead?” Bia started talking.

Cece smiled faintly.

“I also actually do not want to share a husband,” said Cece calmly. A slanted smile was still imprinted on his face. “Which woman wants her husband to look for honey? It's heavy for me. But at least Mas Bustan had descendants from his own flesh and blood. If you do not want to marry this, you can retreat, but on the condition that you have given offspring to Mas Bustan. Let me and Mas Bustan take care of the boy.”

“Learnest. This means that I was married only as a hereditary producing machine for Mas Bustan?” Bia's tongue feels muddy. His heart also aches like a squeeze.

Bustan chose silence. Give time for the two women to exchange ideas.

“It is not yet time for you to know all this. But since you already know first, then it is better explained to understand. In essence, serve Mas Bustan as it should,” Cece said with a flat expression.

Cece looked at Bustan. “Mas Bustan, I'm leaving. The driver will take me home. Dadaaah!” He kissed Bustan on the cheek, then sauntered away without looking at Bia.

Bia did not know to cry or get angry, all the sense of stirring her mind. His mind had been exhausted and drained from last night. But he cannot be weak. He was confused to determine his life path at that time. He wants to go home and return to his father who is now living alone but he is ashamed. He just got married, what would his father say if he went home alone. Bustan is the man of his choice.

“Mas Bustan, you have deceived me. You lied to me!” Bia's voice was shaking. Teeth fattening.

Bustan looked calm with both ends of his hands going into the pockets of his pants. “If I was honest with you that I was married, would you accept me? Will you be willing to be a second wife? Not necessarily. So this is what I do. You have to understand that.”

Bia stepped back, away from Bustan. Her chest is getting tighter. He almost fell if he was too late to reach the seat behind who was ready to accommodate him.

“And what was that? I was just used as a child-producing machine for you?” Sabiya looked at the nano.

“There's nothing more I can hide from you. Everything you know. It is true what Cece said, that I need a descendant from my own flesh and blood. I see you as a good woman. My offspring must necessarily come from good seedlings. And the choice to be the mother of my child falls upon you. You're a manager's wife now. Your life will be prosperous. All your needs will be met. Whatever you ask I will give you. Isn't that lucky for you? What else?”

Bustan is wrong if his happiness is measured by matter. Even as Bia loses her hope of being happy with her little family, she no longer hopes to continue this marriage.

“You are a manager who of course also eats salary, but your wealth exceeds your income. Even years you collect money from salary, you will not get this much wealth, Mas. How many things are you hiding from me?” annoyed Sabiya.

“I do work as a manager. But you need to know that before I got into this office, I had everything. So don't you associate my work with my wealth.”

Sabiya did not believe Bustan's words. Like there were a lot of big things Bustan had hidden from him. “I'm asking for divorce. I want to go home to dad!”

Actually, Bia's tongue is very heavy to say that, but she does not want to live in this falsehood, what else must share a husband. Worse, he was only used as a child-producing machine.

“Bia, watch your talk!” Bustan said flatly. “You're married to me. Until I get the boy, I won't divorce you. You must produce a descendant for me! I need that.”

“I just realized I had made the wrong choice. You just need a child from me, don't need me.”

Bustan stepped closer to Bia, he touched the woman's arm, which Bia immediately jerked at.

“Do not touch me!”

“Hey, we've done more than this, Bia.” Bustan held Bia's arm. The man with a typical Turkish-style face raised an eyebrow. The scented scent of his body permeated Bia's breathing. Her sexy body was printed clearly through her tight shirt.

“I am human, have a heart and feelings. Is this how you treat people? I'm considered a machine with no taste. You guys are outrageous. If you can't have a child with Miss Cece, why don't you divorce her and find another woman? You prefer to marry another woman just to be a machine. It's outrageous.”

“I can't possibly divorce Cece.”

“Why? For love reasons?”

Bustan did not answer.

From that attitude, Bia can conclude that indeed Bustan did not want to leave Cece because the man loved his wife.

“Cece barren. I wish I could have a child of my own flesh and blood. This is the choice that Cece made, which was to marry a fertile woman who could give me offspring. I knew that Cece was inferior and didn't want to lose me, so this was the path she chose. Letting me marry another woman as long as I don't divorce her,” explains Bustan.

"I want to split up!" charge Bia with a low voice and more like a whisper.

Chaps3. Request a Split

Is it wrong for Bia to demand separation? He felt he was lied to. Swindled. She even had to share her husband. He was sure he would not be able to live all that. It is better to be separated than to have to live a more harmful household.

Bustan just stared without giving an answer a word.

“Certify me!” bia said again.

“Do not challenge me, Bia!” Bustan walked away from home.

I don't know where the man went using his car.

Too much of this puzzle, Sabiya so wanted to find out a lot about Bustan, her husband who suddenly became a stranger in his life.

Who exactly is the man he married? Inexhaustible the question kept attacking him.

A long sigh was exhaled by Bia. He sits in a chair. Surfing with his cell phone. He searched for the name Bustan El Basil on google. He found a lot of information about the figure of Bustan.

One of them is the profile of Bustan which became trending a few years ago, with the title of young Indonesian idol general. Ck ck…

Marvelous. Here is a profile of young generals who can be an inspiration.

The famous young general who successfully started from scratch, various achievements to gain his good name. He successfully solved various cases at a young age. Hard work, unyielding, tenacious and strong determination were the factors that made this young general reach the point of success.

Even Bustan El Basil managed to make public trust in state service agencies good.

In order to reach a point of success, Bustan El Basil started the venture with confidence. The name Bustan El Basil may still sound familiar to many people because it is less so exposed. But some of the major cases he has handled are familiar in the country, including the heavy duty related to bomb terror.

The big journey of the country can not be separated from the gait of the characters in it who are known to be intelligent and have strong characters. Bustan was one of the most powerful generals.

Bustan is an officer who became the youngest one-star general.

Bustan has crossed various obstacles and fell awake in starting his career. It was hard work and unyielding that finally made the career of this young man achieve success.

The success story and struggle of Bustan indirectly teaches that hard work with an unyielding attitude can provide maximum results. Moreover, his noble intention of choosing a career as a soldier was to help ease the burden of both parents.

Thus the writing in one of the leading news media posts.

Bustan is an ex-soldier. Bia's eyes closed for a moment, realizing that the news was just an image. That a career as a soldier is only a cover, while in the heart of Bustan there is no love for the country or the people, instead he is a mafia in the army. It is unfortunate, persistent and tenacious man who looks perfect in the eyes of women, it is his actions disappointing like this.

Next, Bia again researched the news about Bustan. There are no news results related to the titles typed in the search. But instead came the news about Bustan when Sabiya accidentally opened the criminal news, written about Bustan who was arrested for being caught in the case of illegal weapons sales.

An old mother named Rena had reported to the police demanding Bustan be tried. But it's unclear what made the old mother sue Bustan. I don't know what crime Bustan has committed against Rena's mother.

Not only that, Bustan also stumbled on various other cases related to it he was detained and sentenced to ten years in prison. Funnily enough, a ten-year prison sentence was circumcised to four years in prison.

If it is counted down, the news has passed one year, meaning there are still three years of detention that should be lived by Bustan. Strange, only one year in prison, now Bustan parole. This is a portrait of the law in this country. Almost like a joke. Bustan must have a lot of money so it is easy for him to rule.

So... The man who is now marrying Sabiya is a criminal? He was a high-class mobster after assuming the status of a young general.

Bustan definitely wants to look perfect, without any flaws in terms of family and household. Which ended up sacrificing Sabiya. If only Bustan's intention to marry Bia was not for that thing, of course Bia could still accept. But this…

Still unsure of the reality that was read in the news, Sabiya snatched the bag and then scattered away.

Taking a taxi, Sabiya looked for the residence of an old woman who had been mentioned in the news in the media a few years ago. No other mother sues Bustan.

Her name is Bu Rena, an old woman. He became a laundry worker for his neighbors.

Sabiya came to a housing complex in the teak cottage as mentioned in the media about the address of the victim's house.

With a cardboard box filled with sembako, Sabiya came to the small house.

After knocking on the door, an old woman came out, wearing a long hijab and shabby gown.

“Good morning mom!” greet Sabiya with a friendly smile after saying hello.

Rena's mother replied with a smile anyway. Kinda confused.

“I'm Sabiya, deliberately came here to drop off the groceries! I got my mother's home address from social media uploaded for many years,” Sabiya said kindly.

The mother stared deeply. He then received a cardboard box filled with sembako.

They're acquainted. Talk to each other in a shabby chair.

Seeing Sabiya's friendliness and good-looking appearance, Ms. Rena judged that the woman who came to her was a good woman like an angel.

“So Bia know where mom lives from the news yes?” asked Rena in a voice that was not loud anymore, in accordance with her old age.

“Iya, Mom. It feels like I want to get to know my mother more closely,” Sabiya said.

Remembering the story in the news Bu Rena did not get justice, whatever the reason, everything was less clear because Bu Rena was banned from speaking to the public. He was caught by journalists giving reports and demands but was not allowed to vote publicly by various pressures.

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