Sharing a Bed
Chapters 14. Marriage Status

Vicky sat down on a chair, before him lying weakly a beautiful girl. In his hand was attached an infusion hose that flowed drop by drop.

Vicky's eyes were fixed on the girl, he didn't think there was anyone more messed up than him. He just wants to end his life.

There is nothing more painful than losing the most dear person, especially when there is no time to meet again.

Her mother was incessantly crying when she told the girl's heartbreaking story, Vicky knew she was miserable. But that is not a good reason to accept this engagement.

Just imagine, they will live forever both. Accepting all the flaws and advantages, could it be possible?

His heart is still intact belongs to Melati, this is one reason why until this moment he never had a companion.

Vicky believes Melati's household will not last long and when it arrives, he will receive Melati and Mala. A package that cannot be separated.

Maybe this plan seems cruel to Rama, but they are not happy living with him, right? What is wrong if Vicky is present to shift the position of Rama.

She knew Melati would not answer her request, but Vicky believed she felt the same way all along, comforting each other.

Stevy opened his eyes, he threw his gaze at Vicky who was still staring at him.

Because his brain is still wandering far away, he was not aware that the person he was guarding had awakened.

"Have you seen it?" stevi lirih.

"Well acting? I want to go home." said Vicky who did not want to lose and get out of the chair.

"Wait!" stevi said with great difficulty.

Vicky's footsteps stopped, he turned around. With difficulty Stevi got up and leaned against the bed, actually she wanted to help the girl. But he doesn't want her to misunderstand.

Stevy huffed, knowing that Vicky was very arrogant. But he didn't know that he was also an inhuman man. Who let a sick woman toil herself.

"I changed my mind" Stevi said after she successfully leaned on the bed.

"You agreed to this engagement just because of our two Mama? Don't you have another man? I'd rather agree that you ran away with your lover" Vicky said without sin.

If there is another man, not even need to be told he will definitely choose the other man. However this was his mother's last request, and he couldn't refuse this.

"It's up to you to tell me what, even if you consider me a whore. I'm not going to back off" said Stevi, throwing a glance at Vicky.

Vicky shook his head softly, he did not expect that the girl before him was currently more stubborn than him.

"You can bring your lover into our relationship, all I need is status. Not your love." Stevy threw away his sight.

He knows this is a crazy idea, even crazier than any idea he's ever done.

Vicky was wide-eyed, he didn't understand Stevy's way of thinking. How could he have had such a complicated relationship.

"You and my mom can go crazy, but not me. I'm still sane and will never agree to this!" vicky said out of Stevy's room.

Breaking up Stevi's tears after Vicky's departure, she's an ordinary woman just like any other woman. Her tears could also shed profusely if her heart was injured.

There was nothing he could do, only this could atone for his sin on his mother. Stevy's lips do not stop praying for the happiness of his mother and hopefully this sacrifice is not in vain.

"Aren't you okay?" elisabeth asked who had just come in.

"Please leave me alone Te .." said Stevy in the middle of his tears.

It's not all that easy for her, just now she met and gathered with her Mama. But soon he left her.

Perhaps this was the punishment he deserved, as a result of him leaving his mother a few years ago and letting her live alone.

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Vicky drove his car at lightning speed. He doesn't know if he should be happy or sad to hear Stevy.

He easily said he only needed status? Is his brain so dull that he doesn't think about people's feelings, or maybe he doesn't have feelings?

Arghh crazy base ...

Vicky repeatedly swore and hit the steering wheel, was he able to keep Stevy while he was drunk? His memory goes back to the woman he almost ridden yesterday just for being drunk.

Vicky's phone was ringing fast, he was reducing his speed and grabbing his phone.

"Yes ... What's up?" ask Vicky coldly.

"There are clients that we have to meet, so try to be professional" said Rama with a heavy voice.

"I'll be there soon" replied Vicky turning off his phone.

Vicky drove his car through the crowded and crowded streets in front of him, trying as quickly as possible to get to the office.

His eyes stared at the clock on his dashboard, the time showing at 17:00. Who is the client who comes in break hours like this, is very troublesome.

A few minutes later Vicky arrived at the office, only a few cars were in the parking lot indicating that most of the employees were returning home.

He immediately walked into the office and stepped towards the elevator, the elevator door closed for a while and then opened again.

A beautiful and graceful woman clad in a hijab and a shar'i shirt walked in with a 5-year-old child.

"Om blue eyes" said the little boy cheerfully.

"Hallo princes, aren't you flirting anymore?" asked Vicky hugging the tiny body in front of him.

There are so many questions in the mind of Melati that she does not know which one to ask.

"How are you?" sapa Melati carved a fake smile.

Vicky raised his head and stared fixedly at the beautiful face that always filled the recesses of his heart.

"Bad, very bad .." answered Vicky with my eyes.

"Om why?" sahut Mala heard Vicky's reply.

Realizing that he had misspoken, Vicky immediately grabbed Mala and pushed the elevator button upstairs.

"Om no papa, just miss My Princess." said Vicky kissed chubby's blushing cheeks.

"Mala is also kangen the same Om," Mala replied hugging Vicky's strong nape.

Vicky throws a glance at Melati, accidentally meeting their sight. The two froze in the elevator, only their eyes communicating without having to speak.

Without feeling Melati's eyes heat up and immediately throw a glance in the other direction to hide the tears that were about to drip.

Vicky also turned his face away, trying to stay ordinary. She did not expect Melati to be able to feel her sadness at this moment.

Ting ...

The elevator doors opened, their eyes widened when they saw a person standing in front of the elevator.

"Rome ..."