Orange Second Wife
POV Orange

The more days my womb gets bigger. I was even more afraid that Mas Fabian would divorce me. Not to mention that Lidia wanted this baby in my womb. Is it wrong to keep my son? I am the one who is pregnant. I'm going to give birth. Is it wrong for me to take care of my child just because of Sister Lydia, the person who has been doing so much to want my baby?

"Darling, what are you thinking?" ask Mas Fabian. I had time to daydream before he finally asked a question.

"Mas, did you ever intend to divorce me? Will you continue with your intentions?" I asked Mas Fabian.

"What are you talking about? I've never thought what you'd say Orange is," my husband. Though my ears really heard the conversation with Sister Lydia if she only wanted this baby.

I gently rubbed the child inside my stomach. He was already able to move actively and I could also feel his heart rate that seemed to fuse with my heart rate. Which mother would give her child to someone else. Although he was raised by his own father.

"I was just thinking what would I do after giving birth if I gave it to Sister Lydia?" ask my husband.

"Junty, stop saying that. Don't think weird. Enjoy your pregnancy now. Nothing will separate you from your child" said Mas Fabian.

I smiled cynically because I wasn't sure of his promise. Today my husband purposely accompanied me at home. Usually he'll sleep in Lidia's place. Is my life funny or exciting if it's recorded? Ah, I wonder if I write this story will anyone read it?

"Mas, haven't I seen Brother Lydia in a long time? Is she healthy?" ask pleasantries.

"Yes, he's fine" my husband replied. There was no other talk of his first wife.

"God." I feel pain in my stomach.

"False contractions only, Mas. Said the midwife no problem," I replied.

"Why don't you go see a doctor?" ask husband.

I smile. "The distance is too far. Midwives here are closer and the cost is cheaper, after all" I replied half insinuating. Honestly, Mas Fabian only gave me money if I asked him not to voluntarily give me back. Sometimes I feel unfair but I realize I'm just a second wife.

Fabian felt that I was insinuating him. He took out his wallet and gave me some red money. "What is this, Mom?" I pretended not to understand.

"I'm sorry I forgot to give you money. Check our son to the doctor tomorrow. Just take a taxi so you don't get tired. I think this money is enough to go see an obstetrician" my husband said.

I smiled funny. He gave money hundreds of thousands of seven pieces. Even though once checked with a specialist obstetrician at my own expense I could run out of more than eight hundred thousand including drugs and vitamins that I have to consume regularly every day.

"Thank you, ma'am," I said, though I was a bit of a hooligan. Why didn't he just give me his ATM? Thought. Ah, did he give it to Sister Lydia. Huh, that's not fair. Though it is clear if a man can marry more than one woman if he can be fair.

Ah, I forgot this marriage was done by force. So maybe Fabian's not used to it. Funny, even until I was seven months old she still couldn't adjust.

"You'd better rest" my husband ordered. I went into the room and we would sleep with each other's dreams because my husband never talked about his dreams with me.