Apparently, I'm Not the First Wife.
Aurora Request.

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Seeing the reality that was so very painful Aurora chose to come out of her husband's room. Not to forget he also took Leo's clothes that had fallen to the floor when his body suddenly suffocated earlier.

Aurora would act ignorant and not feel like she saw anything in the room even though she was now very hurt and unable to hold back tears.

"If your past isn't finished yet, why choose me as your future" Aurora muttered as she squinted at her husband's shirt.

He who had returned to his room could only lament the fate of the less fortunate. Although love has not grown too springy but as a legitimate wife of course she does not want to be divided. Moreover, photographed it looks so clear the poignancy of the girl's body.

The knocking of the door blew the reverie of Aurora who was still pensive at the end of the bed. He immediately washed his way before facing directly with Leo when opening the door later

Check lek

"I buy lunch, let's eat," invites Leo still with his cold attitude.

Aurora who nodded her head as if she was not cared for by the man who snarled away just towards the dining room.

Aurora immediately prepared what her husband had bought, from which she could guess if Leo was gone when he was looking to return the man's shirt.

Two portions of grilled chicken have been served on the dining table, after praying they also slowly eat it without any chat at all.

"I'm done, La" said Leo as he shifted his remaining plate a little rice.

"Did I spit too much rice for you, Mas?" aurora asked because in her big family rarely anyone threw away food.

"Yes, my porch has never been much"

"Mas should have said from the beginning, so I can give you enough, "Aurora replied

"Sorry, I was too focused on my phone," said Leo who now grows a line of small smiles at the end of his lips. Maybe he regretted his indifference just now when this was a great opportunity for Aurora to take on her role as a wife.

"What's wrong, can I ask you one thing, Mom?" Aurora Pinta.

"What do you want?"

"I want to be the only goal in your life, just point your eyes at me enough and fill your heart with my name, can you?"

Leo was stunned, he did not expect the beautiful and pious woman almost close to perfect it would ask the unexpected. Something Leo obviously can't do right now and never knew when.

Leo only smiled a little and then turned his eyes away, from there the wife could already get an answer if the man was not finished with his past.

"Eat, it'll be cold"

Aurora ate with a sick feeling, as if the one in her swallow was not rice and side dishes but a piece of glass that entered through her throat. He repeatedly drank water so he could swallow easily without choking, but the result was the same, all so difficult to enjoy.

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A week passed, both of them still surviving on the same roof but in different rooms. Leo would go in the morning without breakfast and come home late that night with a full stomach without even thinking if the wife was starving waiting for him to come home.

"Mas, can I come to your restaurant?" pinta Aurora when her husband just came out of the room that is always locked tightly if the owner is not there.

"For what? Stay home. It's much better for a godly wife like you, "the obvious Leo replied was a rejection.

"I'm bored at home. I just want to know and promise I won't bother you."

"My pesto isn't just one, I'll check everything every day. You must be tired."

"Not what, this time. Please," whine the black-thrumpy woman.

Leo paused for a moment as if thinking, and a few minutes later he took a deep breath and nodded in agreement. Don't ask how happy Aurora's smile is so wide adding to her face's faceless beauty.

"I'll get ready, Mom."

Aurora went back into her room, she grabbed the bag after wearing a thin cloth on her face until enough of her eyes were visible. However, he stopped in the doorway when he saw Leo sitting while twitching his temple. Aurora knew that the man did not want her to come, but the curiosity that thrashed her made her not want to stay still just waiting.

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"Mas, can we go now?"