The Bitter Three's
Feel Sick

Raka that afternoon came to David's house carrying a pile of files from the office that had to be enclosed by Susan. The man went into Susan's room and arranged a pile of documents on Susan's desk.

Yes, no one can enter Susan's room, except for the Aunt (who has been paid 3x the salary that David usually gives), then Galuh and Raka. Other humans who want to pass through the big white teak door must apply for a permit a day before first before daring to enter, (Not really, the author is usually more. No hyperbolism can't be author, haha). The point is, it has to be Susan's approval.

After all the documents were laid out, as well as the jeweled pen that Susan used to wear, and the pencil to correct the clauses, Raka sighed and ruffled her waist.

It feels like cheating, the man thought.

He is 29 years old this year, several times dating but not too serious undergoing. He became a son of Susan for about 9 years, Susan kindly allowed him to go to college while working, and funded all Raka's education. In fact, the education of Raka's sisters now.

Until the time Mr. Raka and Ibu were sick, Susan intervened to seek the best health facilities.

That's why Raka has so much respect for Susan. The woman's spicy mouth was only a guise to cover up the fragility of her heart as a woman. Because she is beautiful and looks frail, Susan is afraid of being used by other business people. So Susan learned how to look tough and stronger.

So, it's time to take Susan's laundry and wash it in her family's laundry. Raka took out a laundry box with dirty clothes Susan yaang located next to the bathroom.

Ah yes, by the way, the Raka sisters manage the laundry business while studying and Susan is their regular customer. Also from Susan, of course. Also for his sister's training related to Laundry business, on how to keep Susan's fancy clothes durable.

The turnover is good and their customers are now from the bottom up to the socialites. They actually wanted to return the capital from Susan, but the woman said just give it to the nearest orphanage, it's much more useful.

Yes, Susan was always giving alms, but no one knew. Everyone only knows their lifestyle. Let it be, he said, because he could not regulate the speech of others. Importantly for Susan, no one else was tormented by her lifestyle. That's why Raka is loyal to that woman.

Also,

Actually when Susan was rumored to be married to David, Raka was the one who agreed. Because the man believes, David is a complement to Susan heading down a better path. It doesn't matter that even though David already has two other wives, strong women like Susan can certainly get through it, adapt and defend well.

"Mas Raka! Mas Raka!" a whisper came from the door. Raka wakes up from her daydream and sees Alwa in Susan's doorstep.

Ah yes, there is one more problem. This is what was meant by 'feeling to cheat'. He doesn't usually hide anything from Susan. Moreover, Alwa also wanted to keep it a secret from her own husband.

Raka sighed and sat down on the bedside of Susan while waving to Alwa to get inside.

Alwa entered hesitantly and sat down in front of Raka. The man looked at Alwa seriously.

"Mbak Alwa, so look at it. Frankly, I don't have so much money to go on loan if Mbak Alwa wants to be as pretty as Miss Susan. After all, it all needs a mbak process, it can not be in one day so cling so. Ms. Susan who was born at that time was as beautiful as that, the cost of care could be two hundred million," said Raka seriously.

Alwa watched attentively.

"Also, it's not very wise to keep everything a secret. Because the wife should be allowed to the husband to spend something, even if it is for personal purposes. Don't follow Miss Susan at will" Raka said.

"But could Abi accept my excuse for such an expensive treatment?"

"Yes just say for skincare, we men also understand the price of good quality skincare expensive mbak, perfume Mr. David alone can cost 2 million kok,"

"Ih Mas Raka really knows, there is such an expensive perfume?! What are they made of? Saffron?!"

"I almost bought that perfume but couldn't afford it, hahaha. But the fragrance I still remember, Tom Ford the Black Orchid," Raka sighed as she stroked her chin and nodded confidently.

Alwa. Frankly, the smell of David is fresher than other men. But all this time since becoming David's wife, Alwa was reluctant to be close to her own husband.The closest distance to David was only when they sat together at the dinner table and time together. Alwa was not in a position to face. David always makes Alwa's position on his back.

It was as if David was creating an invisible fence against Alwa and Hanifa.

Instead, Raka is the second man besides Suleyman, who can be close to Alwa. The man who is now in front of Alwa has a friendly aura that always makes people approach him and familiar without burden.

"Duh, if you tell Abi like not first, this is actually Mas Raka's surprise mission, so if it comes again my turn, know taraaaaaa surpriseee I already beautiful loooh,"

Almost Raka chuckled because of the way Alwa said it felt cheerful when it should be household privacy. "Round? It was a trophy," Raka snorted in a soft voice.

"In that case, Ms. Alwa may be able to discuss with Ms. Susan first," he added.

"Eh? With Susan's mom? But he likes to grumble!"

"Normally also grumble, when do you do it? He's every day PMS!"

"Did he not consider me a rival?"

"Huhah? Why does Miss Susan consider Ms Alwa a rival? Wait another 10 years Mbak Alwa can catch up to him, Miss Susan is more experienced in everything!"

Alwa immediately scowled. Frankly, he was offended. But Alwa also admitted that Raka was right, especially when she remembered Susan's style in bed.

"There is Ma'am Alwa who considers Miss Susan a rival, assuming that with care as beautiful as him, Mr. David will turn away from Miss Susan and pay more attention to Ms. Alwa, right? Really no? Any more jealous kaaaaaan?!" roka Goda.

"That's it, Mas Raka!" hiss Alwa frowning. Raka attacked him fiercely.

"I can help Ms. Alwa by delivering and lending funds, but not that much. Sometimes the treatment that Miss Susan took did not make sense such as facials with 24 carat gold material, snail slime massage, soaking in goat milk, planting yarn, and soaking in goat milk, I'm not surprised that he also drinks virgin blood,"

"Well?!"

"The last one was joking. Seriously,"

"Seriously joking or seriously making jokes?"

Raka scratched her head, "Eh, you know? How am I confused?!"

Alwa shook his hand, "Important, tomorrow will be the schedule tausiyah nih Mas Raka, we meet at Masjid A who likes to be filmed, then accompany me care,"

"Hem, what a lie like this is the fall,"

"Please dong Mas Rakaaaaaaaa!" Alwa to shake Raka's thigh.

"Erghs! Yes yes, I am temenin. The sin of lying is your own responsibility, yaaa,"

"It's for the good of not harming anyone,"

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Meanwhile somewhere else,

Susan sighed while wagging her collar as the business in the notary was done. He sat leaning back in the car, raising his head up and closing his eyes.

Tired, anyway.

But he was satisfied with this plan. It is appropriate to invite David to come along, because the man is involved and the strongest party in this business game.

This time, David insisted on driving. He got into the car after finishing the maghrib prayer at the notary's office mosque, and sat in the driver's section.

"Aren't you praying?"

"I'm getting my period, again,"

"Really?"

"Need evidence? I open my panty,"

"Yes, don't do it,"

"The bini itself does not believe," Susan ngedumel. David just grinned.

"Never squirm at you in a musholla because," said David.

"Drug is my business with God, not with man,"

"Hem," said David, I don't know what she meant muttering, but Susan didn't care about her husband's assumption and glazed over in the sun to check on her makeup that remained flawless.

He put a little red lipstick that contrasts with his skin as white as marble ivory.

"For whom?" ask David.

"What's for whom?"

"Who are you dressing up for?"

"For myself, makeup shows my qualities,"

"So more to the judgment of others?"

"Rubber,"

"Do you know that's not allowed?"

"I know which way this talk is going, and you already know that I am," Susan leaned toward David with a cynical smile, "... No matter what you think,"

David snorted with a wry smile, "The more men who consider you beautiful, the more sin lies in the color of your lips,"

"I also don't care what men think, I care more about women who are jealous of my beauty. The more julid they are, the happier I am, hehe," Susan grinned.

"Especially, your two innocent wives, want to rival me," Susan chuckled.

"Well, as pretty as you are, still you lose" said David as he started his car and moved the clutch to D1.

Susan looked at him with a sewot, "MEAN YOU?!" annoyed.

"They are indeed not beautiful and innocent, modest clothing even very naive in the world. But they are more capable, God willing, to be able to take me to Jannah. Ye? Can only drag me to hell. Not just me, but your papa, too,"

"Then you regretted having my wife?! Our divorce could be faster, dong?!" Susan's eyes flashed.

"Hem," David let out a long sigh, "I'm sorry I loved you. Know that I do not stay in Indonesia if the consequences can be met again with you,"

Susan was stunned, "You? Loving me? What kind of lie is that?!"

"You were the first woman I really loved, even though she wasn't my first wife. And, I did not give up on making you a godly wife. Nor do I care if you want to be beautiful or your face is broken, which I care about the more you decorate not for me, the worse our household is,"

"Based on a crocodile, you said you loved two other wives, too,"

"More to the relationship of brothers,"

"Try saying it in front of them, dare it or not?!"

"But if Alwa tries to kill herself again, or her bipolar Hanifa starts to arise, you take responsibility, yes" David sighed with a smile full of fatigue.

"When are they?!"

"When Suleyman was dying and I refused to marry them,"

"ah! Have you ever rejected them?!"

David nodded, "Wife them is the way out to elevate their degrees. And Suleyman also realized that. Unfortunately, I ... Loving another woman, who hates me instead,"

"That's why you don't just support them, but also ..." Susan did not continue her sentence.

"Yes, I had to promise, " murmured David.

Why does their home even feel painful?