Being Forced to Be Third
Chapters. 15. Addictions

The next morning Sabiah awoke when he heard the sound of the dawn lafadz adzan reverberating from several mosques around the elite housing complex.

Sabiah blinked his eyes, and he woke up from his sleep, spreading his gaze around the place.

"Alhamdulillah, still alive until this moment by Allah SWT," his great-grandson Sabiyah who was happy because it was still given the opportunity to live until that very second.

Sabi was quite surprised to see the room she had just entered for the first time, but she soon came to her senses from the shock.

"Astauhfirullah aladzim, this is the house presented by Mr. Fay to me along with Mbak Daniah, I almost forgot it," said Sabiah who immediately pulled over the blanket.

Sabiyah immediately grabbed her blankets and rushed to the bathroom, wanting to fetch some ablution water to perform her duty dawn prayer.

By fervently he carried out one by one the pillars and conditions of prayer regularly. In each of his prayers he asked Allah for forgiveness SWT for all his sins and khilaf during this time both intentional and unintentional.

She also asked the Creator for her longevity along with her husband, as well as good health and career success.

Sabiah wiped his tears using his fingers, which kept dripping down his cheeks if he prayed for the safety and tranquility of his late father and his mother in the afterlife.

Sabiyah stared at the wall clock, which showed five o'clock in a few minutes. Sabia folded her prayer utensils like her face, her alphabet and her Koran she had just used.

I put my clothes in the closet before going downstairs to make breakfast.

Sabi picked up her suitcase and undressed, she was quite shocked to see so many new clothes inside the suitcase.

"Is this all a new dress for me? The price must be expensive. Thank God for the rest of my life, this is the first time I've ever worn such expensive clothes and bought them in a boutique. Boro-boro buy clothes in the mall, in the market only sometimes only at the time of Eid al-Fitr doang," Sabia lifted the clothes one by one.

Sabiyah was happy, because she got a lot of clothes, with quality and a good model.

Sabiyah put the clothes according to the type of fabric and model up to the clothes of her days until the clothes go to the official event. But, he was again stunned by the contents of the closet, it turns out that in it there are many women-only clothes in accordance with the size with the trendy and latest models of this year.

"Oh Allah, was this all bought by Ma'am Daniah specifically for me, then if I meet or call later to say thank you very much for everything,"

Sabiyah immediately tidied up her room and cleaned it and slightly changed the layout of the objects that adorned her private room.

"Alhamdulillah everything is done, it's time to go to the kitchen to prepare food, hopefully the ingredients are also available," said Sabiyah who immediately turned her body towards the door.

Elsewhere, a man rose from his position and set his gaze toward the wall clock.

"She must have woken up, I had to see her this morning before leaving the office. I've been patient all night and have trouble sleeping because of the shadow of my little wife" Fayyadh muttered and revealed the bedcover she was wearing very carefully.

He did not want his movements to make his first wife wake up from her sleep.

I don't understand what's happening to me. Is it because this was my first experience with him that I was so tormented away from him.

Fayyad rushed towards the bathroom because he did not want his wife Dania to know his departure and Dania knew again where to go in the morning.

After dressing casually and taking his shirt and work clothes, he did not forget to write a short message memo as he always did if he went early in the morning, while his wife had not yet woken up. That has become his habit.

Fayyad signed her domestic assistant bi Dian before leaving her home. He also warned Aunt Dian to keep her secret.

"Bi Dian if Madame Daniah wakes up, just tell her I've left for the office. But, if you ask a lot just tell him I have a lot of work that urges me to do," said Fayyadh.

"But.." Aunt Dian's words were cut off.

"I don't want any words but start this second and going forward. From today on you say and do as I say otherwise you will understand what I am capable of doing to you!" Ultimatum from Fayyad before passing from his presence bi Dian.

Bu Dian just stared at the departure of his master with a big question mark in his mind that was really a lot of milling around in there.

"What happened to Young Master Fayyad, tumben behaved strangely like that? Yet all this time the young master never once lied to his wife. There may be other women out there well" guessed Bi Dian.

Bu Dian continued his work that was delayed due to the arrival of the number one person in the house.

"Ahh no need to ask a lot and interfere they are happy and I am not because the mouth of my bucket makes the husband and wife relationship disturbed."

Fayyad took the spare key of the other house with a smile that continued to be draped at the corner of his lips. It only took a few minutes, he had arrived in the trunk of his home car.

Fayyad only wears a motor vehicle by holding his work suit and smiling knot. Unbeknownst to his two wives, Fayadh keeps a car and motorcycle for him to use activities if he is in his house Sabiah.

The house that Fayad had visited was secretly the home of his new wife who was still this boy. He immediately entered the house, sneaking and secretly for fear of being discovered by Sabi the owner of the house.

While in other places that are still within the area of the same elite housing complex location. It is inside Sabiah's residence.

Sabiyah today is delighted how lucky she is, according to her, to have gotten such good quality clothes, models, colors and fabrics.

But, he was again surprised by the arrival of a man who had been standing firmly since earlier behind him.

"Gram!!" The cry of Sabiah whose body fell right onto his bed was so surprised to see who had surprised him.

Sabiah whose supine fall position made the person smile grinning. He stepped his feet towards the bed where Sabi was unable to speak anymore and just stared intensely at the man.

"Sir Fayyad Albiruni Haris!" Shouted Sabiah.