Marrying the Widow of the Neighbor
Second Marriage

POV Author

"Are you seriously going to let Mas Adit remarry?"

Zidan asked the mother, because she was confused by the attitude of the mother who did not usually want to interfere in the affairs of anyone, especially her children. But now, precisely the mother had taken care of the problem of her firstborn too deeply.

"Seriously do!! Marriage isn't playful and, how could you not be serious?"

"But, Mum... Adit has a wife."

"Mom knows... You think you're senile, so you forget that your firstborn is married?"

"Trus, how about Rania?"

Bu Sukma turned his head and looked intently at the youngest, Zidan who was afraid to look at the sharpness of the mother's eyes, immediately lowered his head to avoid the gaze.

"Rania isn't serious about her marriage to your Mas! What's wrong if you're looking for a woman who can take marriage seriously?"

Zidan looked back into the mother's eyes, implied a very deep wound in the eye lightning.

"Males need a companion, Dan. You are God's creatures who will never be able to live alone. Companions willing to serve needs, especially biological needs." Bu Sukma started explaining to Zidan. Meanwhile, Aditya, still silent in his room, while continuing to put his ears, listening to the talk of the mother with her sister.

"A companion who will take care of all your needs. Don't you see, your brother's getting thinner and less excited. He was not yet forty years old, but his stature was already like that of fathers of almost fifty years old."

"That's because his biological needs weren't met, Dan. It flashed on his face that looked older than his actual age."

"Again, men may have more than one wife. Out there, many men have more than one wife. Even many are remarried when his wife has served him wholeheartedly."

"In Aditya's case, I'm sure anyone wouldn't blame him if he married again. You haven't forgotten what we saw yesterday, have you?"

Zidan let out a heavy sigh, of course she had not forgotten the sight of her sister-in-law embracing a friendly and spoiled with a man who was clearly not her husband.

"What's the right word to pin on my son-in-law? Cheap**!!"

Bu Sukma got up to his feet, was about to rush into his room and continue to rest.

"Make this a lesson for you when you choose a woman to be your wife. Beauty is not enough! Self-readiness and morals are the main."

Bu Sukma stepped into his room, after leaving a message to the youngest about choosing women. Zidan again sighed heavily, in his heart confirming what the mother said.

"Remove this mess before you get in the room, Dan!!"

Zidan turned his head quickly to look at mother, the woman was already glaring while pointing at the carcass of the television still lying face down on the floor.

"Y-yes, Mom... Aye." Yeah."

Zidan immediately got up to collect the carcass of his mother's television.

"Armghhh!! Where do you watch the bond of love tomorrow?? This is all because of the carelessness of you two!!"

Brakkkk

Mom walked into her room, slamming the door in annoyance.

*

[Mas!! You where?! Why not go home?! I'm home, but you haven't come home yet!!]

Aditya smiled cynically while reading the contents of the wa message he received. Just now Aditya was about to put his phone in his pants pocket, the sound of another incoming message notification was heard again. Aditya undoes his intention to save the phone, then re-open the whattsapp messaging application.

[Assalammualaikum, Mr. Adit... Excuse me... I want to ask you something. Is it true that the man in this photo is Rania's cousin?]

This time the incoming message is not from Rania, but from Aditya's neighbor, Mr. Nardi's name.

A moment later, another photo message came in. Aditya let out a heavy sigh as soon as the photo was open. The wife's face, talking to some neighbors, did not face the camera. It looks like the photo was taken in secret. Beside him stood a man with a very relaxed expression. The man in the photo is the same man he saw at the hotel with his wife a few weeks ago. Again the pain slipped into the recesses of Aditya.

[We saw this man twice at Mr. Adit's house, and just got home after midnight. Tonight's the third time, the neighbors started to fret, sir.]

Another incoming message from Mr. Nardi followed, Aditya type a reply for all messages sent by Mr. Nardi.

[I don't know the man, sir. If unsettling, can be directly raided. I was out of town, a few days back.]

Send... Directly tick two plastered blue.

[Please, Sir. I am glad to give you permission. Thank you very much for your attention and all of your neighbors.]

Aditya let out a heavy sigh, then opened the nightstand drawer that was in front of him, then kept his cell phone inside there.

"How dare you bring your affair to my house, Ran... Just wait, I'll get this pain back soon."

Aditya monologues in the heart, furious at the behavior of the wife who has passed.

*

"I accept his marriage, Princess Laila bint Ahmad, with a dowry of a set of prayer instruments and fifty grams of gold, paid in cash."

"Huh?"

"Well!"

"Huh?"

"Well!"

"Alhamdulillah...."

Good prayers also slide from the lips of the penghulu who is still very young, the guests guarantee every prayer that is chanted. Many times Aditya breathed a long breath after saying the marriage contract, to relieve the nervousness in his heart.

After the praise and prayers were chanted, the ruler invited the Princess to enter the boardroom and sit with Aditya who is now her legal husband.

*

The Rania POV

Aghhh!! Kepo's neighbors!! You want to know the business of others!! I was very upset to see the attitude of the neighbors here, even though all this time I had never interfered with their affairs.

"That's dear... Don't pout anymore. Your beautiful ntar is gone, you know."

I snorted in annoyance, but still stuck my body spoiled to the body of Aji, my lover.

"My order, Yank... So overall!" I said while growling. Aji even laughed at my annoyed words.

"Cuekin... After all, it was good that the neighbors already knew. That way, your husband will divorce you soon. And we're getting married soon. I can't wait to have you, baby."

Aji brought her face closer to my cheek, then gave a warm kiss there. Slowly her kiss moved down my neck, presenting a delicious tingly taste. I closed my eyes to enjoy the sweep of her lips and tongue around my neck.

"Mmmmmhhh...."

Aji's right hand crept in through the lower end of the loose shirt I was wearing. Directly to my chest which became her favorite part. From the time of High School, until now, Aji has always been good at making me weakly embraced pleasure. He was the one who took my education first, at that time I was only eighteen years old. But, our relationship had to end, because Aji's parents, especially her mother, did not approve of our relationship.

"Aghhhhhh!!!"

Aji sucked my neck, left his ownership mark there. Well... Even though we were separated for a long time, we still love each other. I will always be hers, and so will Aji. He will always be mine.

Brakkkk

"WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING?! BANGS**!!"

Me and Aji jumped in shock, my door suddenly opened violently from the outside. The neighbors who were questioning Aji's identity are now inside my house. They were glaring furiously at me and Aji.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS?! LOOKIE!! MY DOOR IS BROKEN BECAUSE OF YOU!!"

Not accepting being treated disrespectfully, I also shouted with all my might.

"I'LL REPORT YOU TO THE POLICE, YOU SEE!!"

I moved around looking for bags, pretending to call the police to scare the neighbors.

"PLEASE!! REPORT THAT!! ALL AT ONCE WE WILL REPORT THE ADULTERY WE JUST SAW!! COMEING!! REPORT!!"

"Record!! Record it!! Tell Mr. Adit!!"

Die me!! I turned to look at the man who told someone to record what was going on. Whoops!! How's this!! Although I have long wanted to part with Mas Adit, I do not want to be the one to blame.