My Husband Second Wife
Chapters 18. Who is the user of the syar'i?
As the previous dialogue by Vino's father had made, Lave was forced to feed Hana a piece of tart cake.
Hana accepted it with a forced smile. He also felt so guilty in his heart to his late best friend Fisa. After giving birth and then her three-month-old son, Hana promises to divorce her late best friend's husband. It's free if Hana wants to push to make Lave fall in love, because Hana is not really a woman who will fall in love with someone who already belongs to someone else.
Prok... Prok.... Prok....
The sound of loud applause again from the guests when they feed each other the cake.
Next is a question and answer session on the legitimate partner. The host walked over to Lave and Hana.
"Mr Lave, how did she feel when she found out that your second wife was pregnant?"
From the far end, Fisa was waiting for the answer her husband would say. Beautiful eyes with long eyelashes staring sharply at Lave.
Lave smiled by looking at Hana for a second. It was a mere ekting. "Of course happy. Finally I can have a child and will be a father in eight months" replied Lave like a husband who loves his second wife so much.
Hana knows this is just ekting, she also follows the flow of Lave with a happy smile while wrapping her hand in Lave's hand.
From a distance again, Fisa was heading over earlier. Her tears made her black veil wet. Fisa was hoping for what? What does Lave answer?
The host and invited guests smiled with the answer Lave gave.
"good. For the second question, during pregnancy in one month, who is cravings? And what do you want?"
Like a razor cut, thousands of needles pierced through his chest. Fisa was unable, Fisa was no longer strong with what they did. He'll get out of here fast, Fisa doesn't want to see more of their affection.
When the talk show host Lave did not listen to him, he instead heeded his gaze to a woman who was most different from the others. Women with all-covered clothes, namely black shar'i clothes.
Who is that girl? Mumbled in Lave's heart. As he remembered, he had no friends or relatives who looked like that, not even the average person wore a veil. Somehow Lave's heart felt so familiar and thoughtful about something, but it couldn't be explained. I don't know.
Fisa left immediately leaving behind such a painful event.
Fisa immediately boarded her pickup car. "Go ahead!" Fisa's orders that no longer want to linger in this place.
"Why mas..why do you have to say so affectionately to them? You like me to go? Do you also feel what I've been feeling all this time? Do you feel hit? Or rather you are grateful because the wife is ugly and troublesome like I finally left too...?"
"Hana...Why are you evil! Why are you reneging on our deal?..." Fisa immediately removed her veil so that her cry was not blocked and did not interfere with her breathing.
"Why are you like that Han?" Fisa continued in his heart again.
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Meanwhile, the same person who was always everywhere was like a detective. He noticed Fisa from afar, then smiled obliquely. "Bo*oh woman! Already knew it would hurt like this, but still forced him to come. Be stubborn!" Murmured one man. He then sent a photo where Fisa with a sad look was looking at Lave and Hana who was happy without sorrow.