I'm the 2nd Wife
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Today as usual I woke up in the morning with an empty room by my side.Sunday 3 times brother nando came home here and it was night to go home.I feel like not a real wife.I sat on top my bed elus my stomach that has not been clearly seen.just walked a month of my womb.I close my eyes this drive away the quiet in my heart trying to sincerely with all these roads.Maybe it is work that makes my husband rarely come home, the,and I don't know until this second I don't know why he doesn't stay here a day to stay with me. I'm pregnant sometimes want something at night,even then I have to pendam myself.I learned to make peace with this situation.'I married you to know your position is married, this is my risk is my way'.my monologue to my own heart.But the emptiness of the heart can not be denied.These tears flow on the cheeks without being able to hold.I let cry to calm my heart.In order to be relieved my heart.'what I can someday like this, I can,with my son must accept like this.hopefully with the birth of our son kak nando want to share his fair time with us.mau stay over and accompany us at night.After satisfied crying I get off the bed walking towards the room shower to clean myself.Warm water flowing from the tip of my head to the tip of my feet makes the body feel warm and relaxed.Finished show shower and rest myself stepped out to the dining table.Food is available at the table to I'm having breakfast, I'm having breakfast,a glass of bumil milk has been presented.mbak saroh and 1 additional employee colorful nephew of mbak saroh himself.They are household assistants that can be handled.mbak saroh who from the beginning of work home in the afternoon can not accompany me completely. colorful a working girl staying at my place.who accompany me every night."Non....have woken up".sapa mbak saroh .I just nodded assent."There's something non want, let's just find it".The revelation noticed me.Perhaps because he already has children so he's more sensitive like a pregnant person who sometimes wants something strange strange."ndak mbak ndak want what" answered me prepare breakfast.Hamilku including not fussy, not fussy,rarely I morning sixday in the morning like most bumil bumil.I just can not eat food that the bring only in sauteed or d chopped.I can eat if the onion is mashed with other spices."mbak ask me to help me just peel an apple yes.again want to eat fruit"."ya non but non eat rice first let the stomach delicious if in the contents of the fruit"."Yes mbak".I take rice with a few side dishes.I eat in silence.Always eat alone sleep alone married but never stay every day.That is the pain of a second wife.Done eating and fruit I walk to the tv room bored if I who initially worked even night still take the event.Currently have to stay at home without anything I can do.Full one word that is always on my mind,walo I've tried to expel it by reading ato whatever still feeling this Saturated is difficult to eliminate.Perhaps because it is not used.I utak atik mobile.chat with weni that can always be a little lonely.I am indeed a type of home girl, I am a type of home-based girl,when already in the room can feel at home for hours not out, but once it comes out must be a long way.And now when I have to stay at home and wait for a husband who is not clear when he comes home, and,Maybe that sometimes makes me annoyed in waiting.

"asslmkm mother...".sapa kak nando who that afternoon went home to our apartment."waallaikum slm father".ask me.semenjak I'm officially pregnant we familiarize with the call of the father mother.later if our child has been born so much easier."dad have lunch?".tanyaku again."already bun, already bun,just met a client at the restaurant so all lunch, the mother has eaten?"."already but lazy well want that seger seger seger aja"."don't get a little bun eat pity baby kalo ga get nutrition from the mother, it's the deck".he said while rubbing my stomach and interacting with a fetus that is still moving.So attentive to my husband that makes me often forget to protest problems that previously stuck in the heart.Had pregnant I would rather spoiled with my husband even kan nando said I was more aggressive.that always makes him excited.The more days instead of bored even more bitter nando kak keeps pounding me."Dad took a gich bath, a bauk grimace".mandiin bun".reply flirting.Like this is my day if brother nando by my side is spoiled, joking and romantic."akh dad....... later if you want how".godaku with a face in flirtatious intentions seductive husband."wah that's what you want...hahahahhaa........".from the jokes that sometimes dime make our day full of color."ayuks......".candaku directly lifted my body in the bathroom brought by my husband.at his insistence my body until stuck on the wall in the light of the water sawer make our plain body wet.from a touch of light touch to the sensitive area2.in under the sower water flutter in uniting this love.Different sensations yabg always I like from the way kak nando spoils me through his touch.Nikmat, make me sigh and bow down.........