MAKE ME SECOND
YASINTA HEART

Pradana was finally able to marry her heartfelt lover Mandala. Of course by getting the blessing of papa, mama and Mandala's parents. Pradana's wife allowed him to remarry. The family who saw Yasinta watching her husband's marriage to Mandala would not have the heart. Which woman will not be hurt if in honey. Although his lips said sincerely but actually his heart was crying and would not be willing.

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" Mandalas! You are now officially the wife of Pradana. From now on we're the same as his wife. As much as possible we serve our husbands wholeheartedly." said Yasinta after Mandala had been in boyong by Mandala at their home.

After their marriage, Pradana brought her home. It was between Yasinta and Mandala under one roof. For Pradana, he did not care about Yasinta's feelings because Yasinta had been in the house was still not considered a wife for Pradana. Another with Yasinta, Yasinta remains Pradana's wife even though from marriage until now it has never been touched by Pradana. Their marriage status is just a symbol. I don't know if Yasinta didn't feel that pain with the status of wife but the fact that she wasn't considered a wife by Pradana.

Tonight Pradana's gone home earlier than her office business. The existence of Mandala in his home makes him always eager to go home. As now Pradana is lying on the lap of Mandala who is sitting on a long sofa chair. Mandala's hands began to rub softly on Pradana's cheeks. Pradana appears when dealing with the woman he loves.

Suddenly Yasinta came with two drinks and a plate containing chocolate bananas.

" This is me making a warm ginger drink and brown banana for you. This is also for you Mandala. Cold weather like this would be fitting if drinking ginger and snacks like brown bananas. I just happened to do it. Let's try it!" yasinta said while presenting what he had offered to the newly married couple.

I don't know what Yasinta's heart is made of can do such a good thing. Though he saw Pradana's affection for Mandala. Wasn't he Pradana's wife too? Is there not a little bit of love given to him?

" Thank you, Sinta! I'm really not feeling good. Bother Mbak Sinta." sahut Mandala still gently stroked Pradana's hair in her lap.

Yasinta smiled as he looked at Pradana's indulgence to Mandala. Pradana ignored Yasinta who was trying to give her attention. Yasinta hurriedly came to sit in front of them as if there was not the slightest hint of jealousy.

" Dear!" call Pradana with spoiled to Mandala.

" Yes, my!" sahut Mandala while glancing at Yasinta who did not feel good to see Pradana's first wife.

" Please massage my head, baby! I'm so fucking dizzy." said Pradana spoiledly. Mandala without telling me to directly massage the head of Pradana who said it was dizzy.

" Mandala, baby! I'm going to sleep in my room!" pradana said as she confirmed her seat and stepped into her room. Before that, he grabbed Mandala's hand to follow her into her room as well.

Mandala just looked at Yasinta with a bad feeling.

" Mom Yasinta, I went in first!" pamit Mandala is polite.

" Yes Mandala! Rest now!" sahut Yasinta's.

After they enter the room, Pradana's laughter comes loose from teasing and disturbing Mandala. They seem to ignore any woman who can be hurt if they show happiness.

" Don't get bitten! Sick mas!" mandala's voice was clearly heard outside. Yasinta was still sitting in that central room.

" Ahhh Mandala! Uh.honey! I want it now!" the voice was still clearly heard outside. Yasinta sighed. Imagine they are doing intimacy like a husband and wife.

" I'm naughty!" sahut Mandala voice.

For a long time the loud voices of their laughter were not heard anymore. Only the silence of the lonely night like Yasinta's heart was always in that silence. Then gradually the sound of grievances, small screams occasionally sounded from within the room. Mandala sometimes sounds Pradana. The sound of hunting breath as if he had run a marathon to the point.

" Uh. ahhhh. ahhhh akhhh." the voice from inside as if a puffiness sambel a few tablespoons.

Yasinta finally moved away from her seat and stepped into her room. Take the headset and sound his favorite music. Her tears did not come out of both ends of her eyes.

" I don't think I'm this sick. It turns out I still can't sincerely share a husband" Yasinta said slowly.