Ballad First Wife
You why Mas

In the afternoon when I came home from work, I saw Mas Andre's motorcycle in front.

Usually Ryan will be very happy if he sees Mas Andre at home. But this kid is just a henchman. I opened the gate, Ryan went straight in.

"Yan.Why not say hello?" I rebuked Ryan who entered the house without saying hello. The child usually always says good greetings there or no one at home. I put my ears on, but I didn't hear Ryan say hello.

After parking my bike, I went in. I said hello and no one said anything.

Where on

I saw Ryan's door shut tight. I wanted to go in and reprimand her attitude before it became a habit, but the fatigue made me undo my intention. I then went into my room. I saw that Mas Andre was lying down while playing with his phone. The ordinary things I see every day.

"Assalamualaikum, mas." I said.

"Hm.had gone home." Andre was shocked. Apparently he was concentrating and focusing on his phone until he didn't hear me coming.

"Yes" I replied shortly. There was a desire in my heart to ask what interests kept him from going home for two days. But I brushed that far away. Didn't I know for two days who he was with. If I asked, the answer would make me sick. Rather than digging up the wound, mending silently.

I opened the closet looking for a change of clothes. I took off the hijab that covered my head and started to undress my work. I thought Mas Andre was still focused on his phone, but I only knew I was wrong when I was suddenly startled by his tight hug on my waist.

"Dik, mas kangen." whispered Mas Andre as he kissed my ears and neck.

"Mas I stink of sweat." I refused subtly so that Mas Andre stopped his intentions.

"Your scent is what makes you always miss." Now not only did Mas Andre's lips explore my neck, his hands began to guerrilla in the part of my body that became his favorite. I tried to stop him from making a sound.

"Sir, I want to have a child from you." whispered Mas Andre on the sidelines kissing.

Hearing the words of the child, the shadow of Mas Andre who was waiting in front of the midwife this morning flashed. Suddenly my chest tightened and the pain started to crack. My eyes were hot and a clear grain of light dripped.

"You cry, brother?Wh why?Don't you want to touch anymore?" ask Andre in a dislike tone.

"Not that." I said while shaking my head and still sobbing.

"Why then?" Andre wiped my tears. I'm staring. Andre kissed my eyes, sipped my tears.

"Don't cry!" the Persuading Mas Andre. He continued his intention. I'm resigned.

"Mother!!!" Ryan knocked on the door and yelled at me.

"Baby, Ryan!" I said.

"Leave it on. Responsibility." Mas Andre.

After a long knock and not getting an answer, Ryan seemed to have left my front room. It made me relieved that he didn't have to hear Mas Andre's groan as he reached his release.

"Thank you brother. You're so delicious." Mas Andre said while smirking my face. I smiled wryly.

If I can still satisfy you, then why should there be that woman. Why are you, actually?

After Mas Andre came down from my body, I intended to cleanse myself. But when I was about to wake up, Mas Andre held me back.

"Shut up a few minutes, brother. Don't wake up right away. Let's process. Isn't it your fertile days?" Andre explained.

I returned to breaking my body with Mas Andre's hand holding me.

"Something I want to say." whispered Mas Andre. I held my breath. I know what he's going to say. God, am I strong to hear it. How do I keep Mas Andre from telling stories.

"What the hell is it? Bad what good?" ask Andre while rubbing my flat stomach.

"For me it's good." I replied.

"Say! I'll hear it." His hand kept stroking my stomach and getting down.

"Brake!"

"What's? Tell story! Don't mind what you're doing. Mas kangen dik." back Mas Andre said kangen for the umpteenth time.Mata looked at me gently full of desire.

"I got a promotion and the day after tomorrow I have to fly to the capital to join the class" I said.

Andre's hand stopped moving. Mas Andre pulled his hand from my body and changed his sleeping position which was originally slanted towards me, becoming supine facing the ceiling of the room.

"Should it be brother?" ask Andre.

"Unfortunately, yes. Wh why? Not a ridlo?" my many.

Andre sighed. He didn't answer my question.

"If I told you I wasn't gay, would you cancel it?" Andre asked back.

"I don't know mas. Can be cancelled or not. And what effect would it have on my work if I refused to leave."

If you were still my own and without that woman, I would gladly refuse this promotion. I know, you'll feel less like a match for me if my career keeps going up. I have always tried not to be higher . But this time sorry ???mas. I have to equip myself. I have to be ready if someday you prefer him and leave me.

I saw Mas Andre wake up and then step into the bathroom I thanked him for his intention for the second round was void. And I also begged for forgiveness for being glad not to serve him again.

I cleaned my body in the bathroom near the kitchen. After the shower I went back to the room. I cross paths with Mas Andre who came out of the room in neat clothes.

"Dik, mas out for a while" said Mas Andre before leaving. I smiled wryly. No more kisses on his forehead every time he comes out. Not like before. Either Andre forgot or indeed the feeling is gone.

My evening activities as usual, accompanied Ryan to study. As long as PJJ I am his teacher. Mas Andre has given everything to me without intervening in Ryan's education. He was afraid of teaching Ryan wrongly. I accepted the reason without protest.

The clock has shown at nine o'clock in the evening and Mas Andre hasn't arrived yet. I assume he won't be home again tonight. I went ahead and locked the gate. After that I went to sleep. Tired and tired, I fell asleep. My sleep was disturbed when I felt heavy objects overlap me. I woke up and was shocked to see the shadow of the person above me.I screamed, but a hand smothered my mouth.

"Sir, it's me!" The Voice of Andre.

"Mas.kau.kau." I can no longer speak because Mas Andre's lips have mastered mine. And that night Mas Andre again asked for his rights as a husband. While serving Mas Andre, I did not enjoy our activities. I don't know why my heart is broken. Be ill. I came back crying in silence. Because of the dark room, Mas Andre didn't see me crying.

I feel bland. No more love. What I do is nothing more than perform an obligation. Flavorless.

Andre groaned and fell to my side. His breath hunting after.

"You are amazing. That's why Mas can't be away from you" said Mas Andre.

I don't know what's wrong with me. I used to be so happy when Mas Andre praised me after serving him. But this time the compliment was painful.

"Mas." call me slow.

"Yes, brother?" answer to Andre.

"We just split up." with great difficulty finally said that sentence from my lips.