(Former) Prince's Wife
012

"Hey! You deaf? Go then! In this house, you are no longer allowed to set foot!"

"I am Aden's mother, who has the right to forbid me? Only Mas Indra and my former In-laws!"

"Are you stupid or what? I told you, my son will be Mas Indra's heir. Better get out of the way with your son, before I do anything."

"Even if something happens to Aden, you will be the main suspect" I said with a slanted smile.

Is this woman stupid or what? It is clear Mas Indra and my two former in-laws love Aden, he even threatened Aden.

"And your son, I'm not sure he's talking to Mas Indra."

"Sabbed me?"

A heavy voice interrupted our conversation. I looked at his arrival.

There, the dashing man who once bandaged my cold nights into hot nights, came with a puzzled face.

The corner of my eye glanced at Gendhis. I don't know why that face turned pale.

"Who is my son who has no heart to me?" Indra demanded an answer.

The sharp eyes of the man looked at me. The white side is reddened. As if holding back anger.

Was he misperception? Or does he not like that word? He's married siri to Gendhis?

My mind keeps on running around. I asked him why he looked so horrible.

"The child in the womb of Gendhis. Oh, are you guys really legal in the eyes of religion?"

I looked surprised in front of them. I've been thinking about this impossible possibility for a long time.

It is impossible for hardline monogamous people to practice polygamy.

But, it could be, right?

"Don't ngaco. You know for yourself. The direct lineage of the Sultans in the Sultanate of Bawat, this Sultanate, is all monogamous. For the sake of drawing near to the shari'a and drawing near to the word fair."

"Oh yeah?" I raise my eyebrows.

Mas Indra nodded obediently.

"So, is anyone bragging?"

I chuckled as I looked at Gendhis from the corner of my eye.

The woman's face was pale.

Mas Indra's expression slowly softened. He took a glance at Gendhis, who was no longer chirping like that.

"You pregnant, Dhis? Who's got you pregnant? De' Epu?! Why not tell a story? De'Epu must take responsibility!"

"I.. This is your son, Kang—"

"Gendhis, I let you stay here so you can escape the clutches of De'Epu. Don't exceed the limit!"

"But I'm really pregnant with Kangmas' child."

Gendhis face was full of supplications. A sad face that is usually able to soften Mas Indra.

I'm curious. I turned my face towards Mas Indra. His face was flushed again.

"Don't run, Gendhis!"

"Did Kangmas forget to do it while drunk?"

"I've never come close to being intoxicating."

I don't care about those who are fighting. I'd better go around and make sure all my men do a good job.

All my bodyguards, known and unknown to Mas Indra, are still loyal to his position.

Do I trust Gendo?

I don't know. Why think about their business.

I set foot until I unknowingly passed through the gate.

Just looking for a change of clothes I couldn't bring. There's nothing left of me in that magnificent building.

I decided to enter a simple shop. Look for the type of clothing that is polite and appropriate to the contents of the bag.

Out of the shop, someone pulled my hand.

I stared flat at the face of the perpetrator who put on a smile that was plain.

"I'm sorry I bother you."

"Better you don't show up in front of me! Your stratagem almost killed my son, Kusuma!"

Kusuma jerked his breath. He let go of his grasp and ruffled his hair furiously.

"Really, I didn't intend to kill him. I just want him to have no time to look for you, nor do I. About your son, sorry."

I thought about me? We even met at my safe house.

He is a true example of a man who has no face.

Doing something to his own advantage, but saying as if thinking of others.

Hypocritical.

"I didn't know he was traveling with Aden. It's not usually that a successor is allowed out before school age."

Yeah, I know that too. Therefore I do not care about Mas Indra who is weakly rolled on the bed.

Turns out that guy took Aden to look for me.

"Go, Kusuma."

"I'm really sorry."

After that, the man left. I don't care about it. Right now my focus is on Aden's recovery.

Inside Aden's room there was Mas Indra who kept looking at his little son.

Mas Indra with his son. Even on this busy day, he did not leave Aden.

Today is the day of the coronation of the entire village chief. Mas Indra should be there.

If before I could persuade him to fulfill his responsibilities, which he often left behind to be with Aden. Now I have no rights.

I just stayed in the corner of the room. Noticing his intense interaction with Aden. His big hand kept wiping Aden's black hair.

I suddenly thought about what Gendhis said.

"You believe what he said!?"

I raise an eyebrow. Why can't I believe what Gendhis said?

"You often spend the night at his place. Even your kisses were so fierce that night. Don't be so innocent."

"But I did just that with you!"

"So, you mean you want that with another woman, but you're forced to let go of it to me, your wife?"

It's catchy. Though I heard it had to be like that. When a man likes something to another woman and makes his desire go up, he must go back to his wife.

If it's interested only once or twice, I'll probably be scared. The face and curves of Gendhis's body were indeed tempting.

But up to three years? Pain in the chest.

A drop of water came out of my eyes. Rough swab. Not wanting to look weak.

"Sorry."

"Thank you for your honesty" I said bitterly.

There's self-esteem smeared in here.

Diverting the tightness, I read my son's medical records again.

Everything's fine. Just a normal fever. I smile and am grateful.

I felt a soft rub at the top of my head. Looking up, I found Mas Indra's sad face.

"Sorry to have started our marriage for bad reasons, bad agreements, and bad temper."

I was just stunned as the man walked down my face with his long fingers.

My strength seemed to run from my body.

I'm petrifying.

Maybe this is how many women feel, when a man suddenly pele berkehan on him.

There is no power to retaliate. Even the sound is very difficult.

"If I ask for one chance for us, beginning with honesty and openness, will you take back the new old ark?"

"You've got Gendhis, Mas."

My voice came out as courage gathered in my heart.

I warned him about his favorite girl. A woman who made him bear to subvert another woman for the safety of her girl.

Lately he acted as if he had no taste for the girl who was no longer the girl.

"My fault brought it. I've been moving him somewhere else."

"You mean, I have to share a husband with your girl?"

"Sugiwa..."

Mas Indra called out with a growling voice.

"For us, monogamy is closer to the shari'at because with one wife, we become closer to that which is called justice."

"Get your hand off, Mom. We're not mahrams if you remember your religion."

"I remember. Also remember if we can refer to it just by benggeng*ma up there."

Mas Indra pointed at the side of Aden's empty bed with the corner of his eye.

I don't want to look there. I don't want to be trapped by it anymore.

My heart and soul are constantly being targeted by his enemies.

I want a simple life.

"I swear I'll take better care of you than ever. Forgive my past mistakes."

"I forgive you.."

I hang the sentence. Noting the twinkle of relief and cheerfulness in the eyes of Mas Indra.

Sincere request? Looks like he really wants to repair our ark.

I don't give a shit.

"I forgive Mas Indra, but not to unite. There was a huge trauma inside me. You know, every night I was-was. I have to be vigilant at all times."

I took a breath. Look at her glass eyes.

She cried?

"My mentality hurts every night. Fearful. I'm afraid I'm locked up in a dark room. Especially tortured like yesterday. My life is like being detached from my body."

Heh. Whatisthis? I told him with a flat face and the usual intonation, the man turned away and sat on the floor crying for a mouthful.

Did he hit his head when he crashed the car into a roadblock?

Yesterday he was crying because of Aden's high fever.

"I'm sorry. I thought by ignoring you, you were no longer targeted by them. It turns out they were very reckless. I never expected a kidnapping to happen to you."

"In fact, I've been kidnapped almost every month."

After saying that, only the sound of crying was heard.

Aden awakens to a groan held back from his father's cries.

The baby was crying loudly. Accompanying the crying voice of his father.

I got up and carried him.

It was hard to calm Aden down, because her father kept crying.

I never imagined this.

Mas Indra who was cold and authoritative, was now crying a mouthful.

Like a child.

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