
I immediately put on Muslim clothes and a simple hijab. Mother polished a little lipgloss on my lips, so that my face looks a little fresh. My eyes still look puffy from crying too much.
I will truly be the wife of Joseph. I can't deny that I've fallen in love with her. If things weren't like this, then I'd be so happy to be married to someone I love. But back again, expectations are not in accordance with reality.
I did marry Mas Yusuf, but not for the reasons I expected. We were married only for the sake of the child in my womb, even I became a second wife, maybe more precisely a mistress, because this marriage should not be anyone who knows. If being a legitimate second wife, then I can still expect her presence whenever I want. Really far from my dream.
However, no matter how much I refuse it, it still won't be able to. I just accepted this fate with a big chest. I will not expect much in this marriage, I know Mas Yusuf does not expect this marriage, what he is doing now can not be separated from a responsibility.
After feeling quite calm, Brother opened the door to my room. He said that pak penghulu has come. I breathed deeply. I don't know why my heart is beating. Mother convinced me again.
"Let's get your sister down. Mother to the room for a while," said Mother, leave me to Brother. Mother went out to her room on the third floor.
After Mother came out, I looked at Brother who was still standing on the doorstep. He looked at me with a face I could not describe. Sad, it certainly looks. Slowly my twin approached.
There was a sound of Abang sighing heavily, his hands outstretched rubbing my head gently, back I could not help but cry, I hugged Brother who had been very affectionate with me all this time, I know he is sad to see my terrible fate.
"Sir, don't cry baby, I believe you're a strong woman. You can certainly live it, believe me, this is all for the good of us together and also the baby in your womb. Look at Brother." He cupped both of my cheeks so I could look into those shady eyes. "Do not be sad, you will be there for you. We all love you very much. Don't be afraid, you won't be alone in this."
I looked into Brother's eyes with tears still faithfully dripping, hearing Brother's words, I felt calmer. Yes, I need not fear, if later I have to part with Mas Yusuf, I still have a family that loves me very much.
I just nodded and hugged my brother who was so understanding and dear to me. He is indeed a part of my soul, of course he can feel how sad my heart is right now.
My brother led me downstairs, when we were in the living room, my eyes were fixed on Mas Yusuf. As soon as our gaze froze, the sight in his eyes held a deep sadness. Of course he felt very guilty for betraying his wife.
Those eyes look teary, I know she felt forced to marry me. But, as a responsible man he would not be able to resist Papa's wishes.
You take it easy, Mas. I won't burden you. It's only temporary, after that I'll give you back completely to your wife and son.
Mother took me to sit beside Mas Yusuf. Back my heart pounding. He was still looking at me closely, I just looked down not daring to return that gaze.
"Hows it? Can we start the deal?" asked Pak Penghulu to cut off her gaze.
"Is the Bridegroom ready?"
"insyaAllah is ready sir."
He answered confidently and firmly. I saw him pull out his wallet from his jeans pocket and take out all the cash that was inside that leather wallet.
"Sorry, Ma'am, I only have this kind of cash in my wallet, because there is no preparation. I hope Mbak Khanza sincerely receives this little dowry from me" he said showing the cash to me.
I was so full of simplicity, he was so honest and what he was. I nodded in understanding and sincerely received the dowry from him.
"I'm sincere, Mas, this is enough," I said as I tried to smile even though I really wanted to cry.
"Yusuf Mahendra."
"I, Sir."
"I married and married my biological son, Khanza Almira bint Arman Sanjaya with a cash dowry worth one million rupiah, Cash..."
"I accepted the marriage and marriage of Khanza Almira bint Arman Sanjaya with the dowry, Tunaai....."
"How's witness?"
"Well!"
"Well!"
"Alhamdulillah...." We all thanked him together and Pak Penghulu immediately connected by reciting Do'a to the two brides.
Joseph gave the dowry to me, and I accepted it with sincerity. I shook his hand and kissed the back of the hand of the man who is now my husband.
My body trembled as his lips touched my forehead. As my tears shed, I felt her treatment so gentle. If only this marriage loved each other and if only I was the woman he loved.
What a ridiculous thought this is. In reality it's not like that. My status is only as a second wife and married in series. And maybe she still harbors the deepest regret of all the events that have left her stuck with an unwanted marriage.
After the completion of the contract event, pak Penghulu has left our residence. We are still only in the guest room. Both sides of the family. Mas Yusuf's parents are still sitting with us.
"From now on I dismiss you as an adjutant. You go back to duty to your home police. Because I don't want your marriage to be known by people. Be fair to both your wives. If you can't afford to be fair, then wait until the child is born, don't hurt my daughter's feelings."
Papa stated that now Mas Yusuf is no longer serving as Papa's adjutant. He will be back in his home office. Because Papa recruited Mas Yusuf from Padang city Police.
Mas Yusuf did not argue that he was just obedient. Both of his parents did not deny anything. His father was a retired employee at the village office.
The family is very simple, the religious knowledge is also very good. And so did Mas Yusuf, the man never left his prayers. I hope that the person who framed him will be revealed soon.
"Tonight you sleep here. Let your wounds be treated by Khanza, Do not let your wife feel anxious to see your situation," said Papa, again he just nodded.
Papa and Mommy were still talking with the parents of Mas Yusuf. Meanwhile, Papa asked me to bring Mas Yusuf into the room to treat the bruises on his face.
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