Sharing Love: The First Wife's Pilu Story
Mysterious bracelet

From the office to the house Mahesa still remembered the words of her mother who told her to meet Sabrina. Heavy, that is what Mahesa felt, but what power he could not break his promise. 

Mahesa could only close her eyes, thinking hard to make the next decision, considering Camelia was already pregnant with her child. And there's no way he's tied Sabrina to each other's love. 

"Mas," Camelia's voice broke Mahesa's daydream. 

"Come in! Not locked," Mahesa said from the inside, rubbing her face violently hoping the problems faced away from her.

"Mas, whose bracelet is this?" ask Camelia,

The woman hung a gold bracelet on her hand. The design was elegant, but when Mahesa was meticulous it was just plain gold.

Mahesa furrowed her brows, "Isn't that your bracelet?"

Mahesa grabbed the bracelet and looked back at it intensely. 

"My bracelet?" reset Camelia. 

Mahesa nodded her head and stared at the cynical looking Camelia. 

"You're not so sensitive, I've never worn a cheap bracelet like that. Where could that be my bracelet?"

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Suddenly the expression of Camelia made Mahesa aware of the incident ten months ago. Where the bracelet got stuck in his shirt after a burning passionate night.

If it wasn't Camelia's bracelet, then whose bracelet? Wasn't Camelia sleeping with me. 

Mahesa looked at Camelia's slightly protruding stomach. Pulling his body and sitting on his lap. 

"Not to be discussed, maybe I forgot," he said. But his heart grew curious about the thing his wife had just found. 

"Mas, I want the latest production necklace, and it's second to none here," Camelia pinta spoiled.

Without a second thought Mahesa made a call with a person who understood Camelia's request. 

The clock has shown at eight o'clock at night, several times Mahesa has evaporated. But his mind still flew to and fro and did not know the direction. 

"Tonight I'll be out for a while, if you need anything, tell Bi Asih."

"Don't tell me you went to Sabrina's house." guess Camelia. 

"No," pinched Camelia's cheek.

After Isya's prayer, Mahesa approached the sleeping Camelia, in the face of her beautiful face curled up on the bed.

Mahesa again took the bracelet in the drawer, and it was still mysterious. 

This bracelet is stuck in my shirt, if it's not Camelia's it means there's another woman approaching me at the club. 

With various questions Mahesa again kept the bracelet before coming out of her room. 

"Where is Den Mahesa going?" asked Bi Asih from the kitchen when she saw Mahesa suddenly open the front door. 

"Get out a minute, Bi," she replied. 

"Don't drive yourself, it's too late."

Mahesa laughed off seeing Bi Asih who always paid attention to him in any behavior, regardless of when Mahesa began to realize it.

"Yes, Bi," Mahesa replied before heading out.

After following the direction of Mahesa, Mr. Udin parked his car in front of the famous club.

"Why did you come here?"  ask Mr. Udin worried. This is the first time Mr. Udin has taken Mahesa to a place that is clearly prohibited by Mr. Yudi. 

"So calm down, wait here, not long."

Mahesa opened her car door and looked at the place she loved so much in her teens. 

With wide steps Mahesa entered the yard, unlike the old who was always enthusiastic to take off the load, now Mahesa is reluctant to go there.

"Mahesa…" 

A loud shout greeted the arrival of Mahesa who was staring at the doorway, the man was wailing to find the source of the sound that was out of nowhere, the lights dim and the sound of the music was very disturbing Mahesa who wanted to enter. 

"Mahesa," cried again someone who was in front of him. 

"Yes, '' said Mahesa, it turns out that his best friend and partner hang out every night while there. 

If you used to hug kiss was common, now Mahesa was awkward and just shook hands with the woman. 

"I thought you forgot about this place."

"Don't forget, but I'm too busy" he replied, then both laughed.

"Pongki still works here?" ask Mahesa slowly. His eyes continued to greet the people who passed by. 

It was not Aya who was in front of him that Mahesh was looking for, but someone he remembered last time before leaving the place. 

"Still, what's the need?" ask Aya curiously. 

Mahesa shook her head, "Can you call her!"

Not moving from his seat, Aya instead poured alcoholic beverages in front of Mahesa. 

"Look down, have a drink!" Aya thrust a glass of Wine right in front of Mahesa. 

If in the past Mahesa directly snatched the intoxicating drink, not for now. Even Mahesa immediately shook her head and put the glass back down. 

Aya frowned, "You're already converted?" ask Aya while giggling. 

"Now the same used to be different, now I have a family, while I used to think only of myself."

Mahesa seemed so resolute when explaining because she really did not want to repeat it again. 

Aya lifted her two thumbs, not expecting if the once depraved man had repented.

"Pongki," cried Aya as the person Mahesa was looking for flashed in front of the room she was in. 

Instantly Pongki approached Aya who was still busy talking to her opponent. 

"What's wrong?" pongki asked, looking at Mahesa's back. 

"Some one's looking for." Aya turned her head towards Mahesa who did not want to turn her head even a little. 

Pongki patted the man on the shoulder from behind and fixed it, his guess was right it was his best friend.

"How are you, Hes?" Pongki embraced Mahesa's shoulder, staring at her much different appearance from a year ago. 

"I'm good, and now I'm married to Camelia." 

With no expression, Pongki seemed relaxed as Mahesa mentioned the name. But not with Aya who was shocked. 

That means that night Camelia managed to trap Mahesa. Say Aya in the heart. 

"I want to talk to you" he added. 

Mahesa pulls Pongki's arm and takes him elsewhere away from visitors as well as Aya. 

"What's wrong? I think something serious?"

Mahesa slightly dipped her seat until both of them had no distance.

"Don't you remember the last time I was here?" ask Mahesa slowly. 

Pongki tapped his finger on his chin, his brain recollecting a long time ago.

The man nodded quickly, "That time you were drunk, and you said it was hot, when I called Randu, you were impatient and wanted to go home." 

"Then?" mahesa Strait. 

"Then I called a taxi to take you home."

"Keep Camelia how?" ask Mahesa to continue. 

Hmmm, Pongki recalled that time. 

"Camelia is using her car behind the car you are riding in" he replied. 

That means right, if Camelia was the one I slept with that night, Mahesa's mind. 

"Why indeed?"

"That night I was completely unconscious and desecrated him."

Pongki spouted white water that almost entered his throat. 

The man was shocked by Mahesa's unknown narration. 

"Keep what about Camelia?"

Mahesa was a little relieved, "Now I'm done, I'm married to her, and she's pregnant with my son."

Congratulations repeatedly said Pongki who was also happy with the news from Mahesa.