The Man Who Takes My Chastity
Don't interfere

"Sir Haris, I'm sorry about last night" said Widuri staring at Haris who was still standing in front of her desk.

"I think you're better than Cici, Wid. I guess I misjudged you. Cici's past isn't good, but since marrying me, she's never gone with any man just the two of her. He never stood against me, or opposed me. He always obeyed me, and always took good care of me. Both my stomach, my clothes, and my biological needs. Unlike you who refused to serve me, but did not hesitate to go on the road with other men" Haris said at length.

Haris really did not accept, Widuri hugged another man. Widuri is his, only he deserves a hug from his second wife. But Widuri refused to do that to him.

"After our son is born, I'll set you free, Wid."

Widuri's tears just fell just like hearing Haris' words just now.

"I'm sorry, Wid." Haris stepped out of her legs leaving a crying Widuri in her work chair. Haris did not want his heart to melt seeing the tears of Widuri.

**

"After I get out of the hospital, I'll pay your fee. And remember Brandon, don't ever admit that I married you. If you still want me to pay for your mother's treatment" Cici told the man who called her.

"Don't threaten me, Ci. I'm not afraid of you. I can also reveal your secret if the child in your stomach is my son. I haven't divorced you, Ci. But you dare to marry another man." Brandon replied from the phone.

"So your mouth speaks, this is not your son. And also we just married betel. You have no evidence to tell Haris. If you dare to be like that. I'll stop your mother's medical expenses. And also, I was forced to marry you because you raped me" growled Cici.

"Basic you're a fucking woman!" maki Brandon's.

"As far as you go" replied Cici.

"When I was rich, I also gave you a lot of money. After I went bankrupt, you walked away and didn't even acknowledge our marriage" Brandon said.

"In this World nothing is free Brandon!. It's your fault why you're poor. If you're still rich, I can't find another man."

"Curtain!" Brandon is squealing." You think I still want to be with you?. You're a disgusting woman. Don't think I want to help you because I still love you, no!. I did it for my mother's treatment."

"I don't need a poor man like you either."

Chequek!

Cici immediately turned off her phone connection and hid her phone under the pillow when she heard the door of her treatment room open from outside.

"Excuse me ma'am, it's lunchtime" said a nurse as she pushed the trolley into Cici's treatment room.

"Thank you, I'll eat it later" said Cici smiling kindly.

"But Ma'am, Mr. Haris told me I can't get out of this room before making sure you finish this meal" said the female nurse who was specially prepared to prepare food for Cici.

"Well, I'll eat it now."

'For your sake, Ris. What the hell is not.'

Cici sat down while taking the tray the nurse gave her. Then feed the food to his mouth with a smiling face.

**

"Widuri, why are you crying?. What was? Who made you cry like this?" cerca Marya who just entered the company's lobby room with Kanzo.

"Yes, I must have helped you. But tell me, who made you cry like this?. Is that Mr Haris?" ask Marya.

Widuri nodded her head.

"Honey, take Widuri to our room" asked Kanzo and immediately stepped towards the entrance to the elevator. Directly followed Marya by leading Widuri in.

Up on the top beach of the building, Kanzo stepped out of the elevator into Haris's room. Without knocking on the door first, Kanzo opened the door of his best friend's room and immediately stepped in.

"What's wrong?" ask Haris directly at the incoming Kanzo.

"I don't want to interfere in your domestic affairs, Ris.But, I feel the need to remind you."

Haris took her breath in. Thinking that Widuri had complained to Marya.

"I don't want you to regret it like I did, Ris. Losing a child without being given a chance to see it." Kanzo's lips seemed to tremble withstanding the cries, as loud as remembering his son who died at birth, before he could see it."Widuri is pregnant with your child. He desperately needs your support. But you made her cry."

"He doesn't need any support from me, Zo. He still wants us to get divorced. Until he dares to go both ways the other night with Brandon" Haris said, not to be blamed."He even hugged Brandon in the middle of the night market. She doesn't appreciate me as her husband, Zo."

"Have you asked why he hugged Brandon?" ask Kanzo.

"I don't need a reason. As a wife she should know that she should not hug another man" Haris replied. It seemed that anger and jealousy had already made the man's heart harden.

"Then divorce Widuri let me marry her. Let me be your son's father" Kanzo said, staring angrily at Haris.

"No way" replied Haris.

"Why? You didn't treat him well. You're never fair to share your time with him. You're so concerned about Cici."

"Don't interfere in my domestic affairs, Zo. If you ask me why I rarely see Widuri, it's because she doesn't want me to touch her. While Cici was happily always willing to serve me. Where is my injustice?."

"Alright, Ris. I understand now." Not wanting to continue their debate, Kanzo chose to leave Haris' room. It's free to talk to people whose hearts are blind.

Arriving at his room, Kanzo immediately sat his body in his pride chair. He saw that Widuri on the sofa was still crying in the arms of Marya, his wife.

"Sir Kanzo, help me get rid of Cici. He made Mr. Haris hate me. He had people take my picture and send it to Mr. Haris" pleaded Widuri to Kanzo with a wailing face.

"Wid, stop crying, take pity on your baby. Relax, you are not facing problems alone. There is always me there for you. Me and Mr. Kanzo will help you" Marya said, rubbing Widuri's back from behind.

Kanzo who was sitting in his study chair, let out a long sigh. It was pity to see Widuri continue to cry sobbing Isak from earlier. Haris should have calmed his wife down, but it seemed that the man had no more concern for Widuri.

"Relax, you better focus on your pregnancy. For Haris and Cici, let it be my business" Kanzo said.

"Yes, Wid. You don't have to think about them anymore. You better focus on thinking about your future and your baby's" Marya continued.

"I love her, Marya. It would be hard if we got divorced. But I couldn't stand it if I had to survive. I should how? what am I supposed to do?."

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