Desire to Love a Husband
my husband is a conglomerate

POV Rissa'S

I woke up at dawn. I saw my husband still in the blanket. He was still asleep because he was probably too exhausted. Last night Reza obeyed my hasr.at many times due to the drugs he gave me.

I decided to wash my body and wash towards the bathroom in this room.

This room is so spacious that the bathroom inside is also spacious. Almost the same as the bathroom in the room in my house.

When I finished the bath, I thought about how my current fetus is. I was worried because of the medicine my husband gave me. Hope you're okay, son.

After cleaning myself, I tried to find a face in the closet in this room. But I didn't find him at all. I tried again looking in the drawers of the closet. And I finally found it.

Soon I'll do my worship. At the end of the service, I prayed to God for the health and healing of my husband. I want him to remember me again. But if Allah wills otherwise, then I must take it freely.

After the dawn service, I momentarily looked at my husband who was still asleep in his sleep. I'm grateful, even though Mas Reza doesn't remember me, at least this guy is fine.

I justify Mas Reza's blanket. Then I started to step my foot out of this room. My feet just kept going around every corner with eyes watching every room.

This house is so big and so well maintained. But there seems to be no one else in the house. I wonder whose house this is. Why did Mas Reza bring me to this house?

I was stunned when I saw a family photo in the living room. There are many pictures lined up of children and their parents. They look so happy.

But after I noticed, the little boy was so similar to Mas Reza. And I also saw a teenager who was thin. Looks like he was Mas Reza when he was a teenager. Seen from the similarity of his face. Mas Reza's adult photos are also there.

In view of the many photos, it can be ascertained if this is my Husband's house. Such a big and luxurious house. But I'm confused, why did Mas Reza not say it to me or Ms. Rika. If he had said it from the beginning, there would definitely not be anyone who would look down on him.

And what makes me even more glued is the family photo when Mas Reza was an adult. In it is the figure of Mr. Batara, the owner of the number one largest company in Indonesia. Even my company is still under it. I can say my company is number four.

My husband is that rich and no one knows. I am really surprised by my husband. Why he never told the truth about himself.

I continued to look for where the kitchen was. I want to cook something for my husband.

After I got to the kitchen, I opened the fridge to look for ingredients there, but I found nothing there. Finally I went back to the room to order food online, because my phone left there.

When I returned to the room, Mas Reza was already not in bed. He must be in the bathroom. There was a clear sound of water from there.

I ordered some food immediately. Then I put my phone back on. I will wait for Mas Reza to come out of the bathroom while laying my body on the bed. But without me knowing, my eyes were closed.

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I felt like someone was rubbing my cheek. Makes me open my eyes. I was surprised to see Mas Reza who was already in front of me. I bow my head. I was still afraid of his anger yesterday.

At first glance I remembered that I ordered food online. I'll grab my phone right away. Seen in the app if food has been received.

The man also looked at me. But his eyes were different from the ones from yesterday. If yesterday there was clearly anger in his eyes, now Mas Reza's gaze on me is so soft. Could it be that Mas Reza has already started accepting me and his future baby?

"Yes, Mas. It's okay, it's me who ordered it," I said. Reza was still staring at me. It makes me feel so awkward because of the way he looks at it.

"Yes, then I'll arrange our breakfast first, Mas." I'm moving on right away. I don't know why I feel so embarrassed if Mas Reza stares at me like this.

"I've arranged it on the table, we just eat" he said.

"Ah, yes Mas. Then let's go down," take me. Mas Reza walked behind me.

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I saw Mas Reza eating voraciously. I'm glad to see it. The man looked a little thin, so it was good for him to add to his meal portions.

I'd love to ask about this house even the Reza family today. But I said, maybe Mas Reza needs time to tell it.

"Sorry."

In the middle of my daydream I heard Reza say sorry to me. I stared at Mas Reza's face which implied regret.

"What does Mas Reza mean? Why apologize, Mom?"

"I'm sorry I was rude to you yesterday, Rissa. I'll accept you as my only wife."

I was surprised to hear that. Until my eyes blinked a few times while digesting Mas Reza's words.

"It's okay, Mom. Maybe because Reza doesn't remember me. But Reza don't worry, I'll help you remember about our relationship again."

Mas Reza just answered with a smile looking at me. Until I heard my phone ring. I grabbed it and immediately picked it up. It turns out that from Rika.

"Rissa, where's Reza? Why is there no hospital ? I want her to cancel the divorce, Rissa. It looks like Reza is the best for Mbak" said Rika.

My body immediately stiffened hearing it. Not because of anything. But the words of Ma'am Rika worried me. For some reason, Rika's attitude became different. Could he have asked Reza not to divorce him because Rika knew Mas Reza was now the CEO? Especially if later he finds out if actually Mas Reza is the son of Mr. Batara. Maybe she won't let me be Mas Reza's second wife.

"What's wrong with you, Rissa?" Mas Reza's voice made me wake up from my daydream.

"Mbak Rika wants to see you, Mas. He wants you to drop the divorce suit you filed with him" I said.

Reza was silent and looked at me. Then the man said, "well, let's go see your mother, "he said making me so crowded. Reza will be very happy. I must accept that I will not be the first for Mas Reza.

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