Apparently, I'm Not the First Wife.
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Different responses are clearly seen in Ameena, if Aurora is so calm in taking a stand, certainly not with women who are struggling to recover completely. He is angry and so difficult to calm down even though Leo continues to hold him very tightly. The man's heart ached because however his love for Ameena never lessened even though Aurora already had another place in her heart.

"Sorry, Honey. I'm sorry." That's the only word that keeps coming out of Leo's lips for his first wife.

"Bad brother, remarry when I'm helpless between life and death, where's your love for me?"

"It's precisely because I love you that I won't be suspicious anymore and stop looking for you if I can convince her by marrying another woman" Leo explained, if Ameena wanted to understand a little, but Leo remained patient because he must have been very surprised by the reality.

"I'd rather be scorned by Mom than know you're remarried, sister. If this is what should I do? surviving the wound could not take off," said Ameena who slowly calmed down a little in her husband's arms, she no longer thrashed like in the beginning.

"Don't ask me to choose, honey. Please."

Degs...

From that request alone she can guess if the marriage of her two husbands must have produced another feeling in the heart of the man, who was initially forced, now he was already in love.

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The next day, Leo invites Ameena to come to the Honey Apartment without telling Aurora first. Somehow the second woman is now very difficult to contact and rarely want to pick up the phone with only one reason does not make sense.

Ameena did not take off her hand at all when entering the skyscraper that is so luxurious according to her.

"Is he there?" ask Ameena. Leo did not say much about Aurora, he did not want to hurt Ameena more if he knew more of the honey.

"I hope there is," replied Leo doubtfully. Aurora was completely out of touch since morning making the man's head want to explode.

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Leo came in first, while Ameena was one step behind her husband.

"Sit down, I call him first" Leo said in the living room.

Ameena circulated her gaze, this was clearly a luxurious Apartment Unit and the jealousy again disturbed her heart.

"La, you're okay, right? why wasn't my phone picked up?" leo asked after he kissed his second wife's forehead.

"MALES!"

Leo took a breath and threw it away slowly, always one of the words that came out of Aurora's sweet lips as she asked why and what.

"There's Ameena, she wants to see you" she said, which made Aurora turn her head.

"Where?"

"The guest room, I told you everything yesterday. And he wants to meet, it's okay, he's good, La." woo Leo to get his wife out of the room to meet her honey who has come.

"Will she say that her husband is only in love with her?" the dark brown munchy woman.

"I love you, too, La." - Leo.

The lazy Aurora finally woke up, she had indeed prepared for this day to come but did not expect it to be this fast amid her lack of health as well.

"Don't hold it" she said as Leo reached for his wife's hand before leaving the room.

There is no Ameena alone he often ranted indistinctly let alone this the existence of the Honey and Leo certainly immediately mend esah annoyed, several times met, several times, never once was he allowed to just make out when the desire was clearly in the crown of his head.

Now that two women and one man have been sitting in the living room, Leo deliberately sat on a single sofa because he did not want to side with anyone even though he was sure both would shed tears.

There are no stale bases, all Aurora tells from beginning to end, ranging from matchmaking, marriage to the present.

"If you consider me a fool, I accept that, because I only love people who have married me, nothing more" Aurora said of her feelings.

"And if you accuse me of seizing it, I'm sorry I'm just defending it" he added. Not a word had been thrown from Ameena's lips that were still tightly closed even though the tears had soaked her smooth cheeks.

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No, I'm not that cruel to say you're an actor. You did not wrongly love my husband until in the end your love was no longer clapping one hand at him. Until here I understood that I was no longer the only one but only one of them.