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Hermann POV.
Everything is completely out of control. Nana and I have been caught out because of my own stupidity. Now I don't know what else to do but explain this to Yani. Although I explained everything in court earlier, but I was still afraid when what Mr. Hasan said earlier. I'm afraid that Yani will be suing for divorce. Really, I don't want that to happen.
The atmosphere in the living room was completely silent and only the sobbing sound of Yani trying to endure was pacified by Bu Desi. I knew Yani was feeling hurt after knowing what I was doing. However, I also do not know what is wrong with me who is determined to marry Nana. From the beginning just pity, then tipped to continuity until we are equally comfortable.
Yani is actually the perfect wife for me. He took care of me and our three children. But only one lack of her did not make her husband's eyes satisfied. That is the appearance of his body that is slightly fat can make my eyes turn away from my own wife's body.
Am I wrong?
Of course, you guys think I'm wrong because just a trivial like this is able to make me cheat. However, do you know what the desire of the man is? Do you guys––for women know how to satisfy her own husband in bed? If you know, why a married man is able to dare to cheat behind his wife just because of bed.
Most husbands look for concubines just to satisfy their wild fantasies. If the husband wants this during intercourse, the wife sometimes refuses and seems disgusted to do that. So do not blame the husbands if they will seek their own fantasies that are not obtained from his wife. Including myself.
Whatever I am, I will return to my wife. I won't fall in constant love with Nana because the main factor is that she already has a husband. Besides, I also thought of my three children who would be sad if I parted with Yani. That's why Nana I only made as my concubine, not to be my life's friend.
"Sir, as far as I know if there is a husband/wife who married secretly without the knowledge of his partner, is not it in the act of criminal?" The sound of intrusion from Dika made me flinch.
Criminalized? Does that mean me and Nana are going to jail?
"Yes, I know if the husband/wife is married secretly without the permission of his partner, then it can be sentenced in prison for at most 5-7 years in our country" replied Ustadz Nico.
I swallowed a salivary feeling restless. 5-7 years in prison? Stay all day there no one wants, especially for 5 years. I don't want to go to jail!
However, will Yani report me? Does he have the heart?
"Sir, can Yani and I speak with four eyes?" I asked Mr. Hasan.
"Please, Son. But I beg you not to raise your voice when you speak later, afraid that others will hear."
Mr. Hasan allowed me and asked people to give us privacy. I lyrically for a moment Nana's mother cried after she came out. Ah, she must be feeling sad about her daughter's behavior.
After everyone came out and the door was closed, I approached Yani who was still crying. I sat next to him while waiting for him to calm down first.
Really, seeing her like this made me want to hug her and win her over. But I could not do that, afraid that Yani was surprised and pushed me as if I was a disgusting creature that did not want to be touched by him.
"Yan, I'm sorry. Please forgive my mistake" I said after a few minutes of silence.
Yani was silent and did not look at me. She turned her face against the wall as if she had not seen her husband. Is she so disgusted with me?
"I know I was wrong. I'm sorry I had a relationship with Nana behind the family."
"Why?" asked Yani in a hoarse voice. I was so happy when he responded to my words.
"Why do you want to hook up with my own cousin?" yani. Even he called me 'you' no longer the 'sir' as usual.
"Sorry." That's the only word I can say to him. I explained it all. Yani already knows why I married Nana.
"Are you not thinking of me and guilty of me when you were in a relationship with him? Is she more important than your wife?" continued Yani with a poignant tone that made me feel claustrophobic in the heart.
I did feel guilty when I was in a relationship with Nana. I was wondering if Yani would divorce me after I got caught. However, I always brushed it off after being with Nana. I was so overwhelmed by his servant that we forgot our status at the time.
"What did you see from Nana that you wanted to make her your second wife? Is she pretty? slimmer? the whites? Or he is good at bed business so that he can make you forget your status, huh?!" yani said, who was looking at me now. I could see her eyes that bore pain. A clear thread in his eyes that was now ready to fall on the cheek. Really, I wanted to wipe away her tears and tell her to stop crying. But again I can't.
Yani is superior to Nana. Yani's face is ayu and sweet compared to Nana's usual. The skin color is a little whiter Nana than Yani who has a yellow skin. Bed problems, of course Nana is the most good at doing that business. However, I can't tell Yani the truth. Afraid she'd hate me even more if I compared her to Nana.
"No, that's not why I married Nana, Yan. I just feel sorry for her without her husband noticing. I saw him like a stressed man thinking about everything that happened to him. I helped her as much as I could until .. I asked her to get married," I said slowly at the end.
Yani threw away her face and wiped her tears. "Is that the only reason?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Give her your attention, give her peace, and give her a born and inner living too?"
"Yes" I answered honestly.
Yani was silent and we returned in a state of silence. I don't know what to do for Yani to trust me again. I don't want Yani to have any thoughts of suing for divorce. I don't want to be separated from him and away from the kids.
To be honest, I could have taken custody of the kids because they were already at a great age. But I think about the attitude of my three children who do not want to be separated from their mother. Especially Arham who is always spoiled for Yani. There's no way I'm separating them just because of my selfishness. I have done wrong, and with selfishness I took custody of the children of Yani. Wouldn't I be so bad if I did that.
"Yes, you can hit me, slap me, or kick me to get rid of your emotions. I deserve to be treated like that. But please, don't think about getting divorced from me. I don't want the two of us to separate," I pleaded.
"Why? Wouldn't it be if we divorced you could get closer to Nana without having to hide? Wait for Nana to be divorced by Dana first and then you can marry her officially" Yani said without burden.
"No, Yan! Until whenever I don't want us to divorce. I still love you. Nana, I just take it as a form of pity, nothing more. Please think of the kids if we both split up" I said honestly.
I still love Yani and I don't want to until we get divorced. Yani has been with me for a dozen years. We have both lived bitter and sweet lives together. He is always there if I need his spirit or advice. There's no way I'd be willing to part from him just for Nana who I'm only making an outlet for.
No, until whenever I won't be separated from Yani. If Yani stays firm with its founder, then I will take custody of the children and take him away to live in the city. I'm sure Yani will still consider that if I bring the kids.
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Elsewhere, Nana rests at the feet of Dana who is just sitting on the edge of the bed with her eyes straight ahead. Nana's sobs filled the atmosphere of their room which looked like a ship had broken apart due to Dana's impingement.
Nana continues to beg for forgiveness and forgiveness to Dana who is now just silent without reacting anything. Dana's eyes were completely blank as if she was at war with her mind.
"We'd better split up."
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A few more chapters the story will end yes guys. That is to say the story of season 1 of this story and will be continued season 2 with pure fiction without a mixture of real stories. Season 2 is completely pure from the author's writing.
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