The Substitute Woman on the First Night
Bad News

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The days I spent went beautifully after that night. The night I went through with tears and pain. I never even asked Almira what happened that night because I felt I would not be able to hear it. So I better assume that the darkest part of my life never happened. Although Mas Denis often talked about it in the following days about the first night he spent with Almira, but I always put on a face of shame and anger as a powerful weapon until he no longer discussed it.

At this time, precisely in the morning that feels so cold because since yesterday Mas Denis did invite me to vacation at a hotel located in the Peak area. The hotel is indeed being viral because it has a selfie of a hot air balloon that is almost similar to Cappadocia in Turkey. Yes, it was a destination that became a dream place that I wanted to go with Mas Denis. Unfortunately, business matters are the reason why me and Mas Denis still can not fly there to do the honeymoon, even though we have planned before the wedding day.

That morning, the drowsiness still lingered spoiled in both my eyes. It made it hard for me to open my eyes, even though I felt that Denis had teased me several times by kissing the sensitive part of my chest. However, it was only short-lived as she again let me fall asleep under the covers.

The silence that I felt, instantly disappeared when Mas Denis' voice began to build me up from sleep. I also try to open my eyes slowly. Seeing it turned out he was sitting on the edge of the bed right beside me with a cake and a large flower consisting of hundreds of roses that looked very beautiful.

"What is this, Mom?" I was half conscious I said that.

"The 1st happy anniversary, dear."

Smiles came out from both corners of my lips. A smile quickly flashed and I immediately positioned my body to sit on the bed. "Thank you, Mom." That phrase sounds so bad to say.

I feel so happy to hear it. Happiness made it easier for me to erase bad memories of my first night. The darkest night where I just passed by crying and cursing myself. At that time, imagining what Almira and Mas Denis were doing was a scary thing that I didn't want to do, even today.

"Come, make a wish first after that you blow the candle, baby!" pinta Mas Denis's.

I closed my eyes again. Pray hard and hope God will grant it. I don't have much to ask for, I just want to be happy with Mas Denis and of course the most important thing is that my secret on that first night is never revealed forever. I hope it's completely buried and there's not the slightest gap for Mas Denis to figure it out.

After I finished praying, I started blowing out the number one candle that stuck dashing on my favorite red velvet cake. Denis seems to know my wish. It can be seen clearly from everything he gave this morning. A large bouquet of roses, plus a surprise birthday cake really re-granted my wish list that more and more days there is nothing left because since with Mas Denis every dream can always be realized.

"Mas, thank you." Those words just came out of my mouth. Denis immediately kissed my forehead, then said something that made me more lulled in his love.

"Together, Honey. This is the beginning of our journey. Hopefully next we will always be together, no matter how many tests ahead there are. I love you."

"I love you too, Mom."

For at least an hour, Mas Denis and I were struggling in bed. I decided to go straight to the bathroom. Cleanse my body from the sweat that has been attached to my skin. The sweat that soaked my whole body because of Mas Denis' game this morning was really hot. However, just a few steps away, my phone rang.

"Who called me this early in the morning?" many wonder. I was curious to pick up my phone lying on the nightstand. Look at the screen on the phone with both eyebrows linked together. "Almira."

Suddenly upon seeing my sister's name, my heart became beating irregularly. This was completely different from my previous feeling of being so calm. I felt like there was something bad I would hear if I answered her phone.

"I don't have to answer it." I ignored that call. Returning to my footsteps by bringing this phone into the bathroom. Of course I didn't want to leave my flat near Mas Denis who could have woken up his sleep.

When I had just entered the bathroom in the corner of the room, a message was sent. I opened it right away. Seeing a picture that instantly made both my knees weaken. I felt unable to stand with both eyes that began to glaze over. Holding back the cries in the increasingly stifling chest.  "Oh my God .. This is impossible." So weak, I sat on the floor right in front of the bathroom entrance.

Right now, I really don't think that the happiness that has lasted for a month between me and Mas Denis is threatened to end with the news delivered by my sister. The news is of course so shocking because I myself really did not expect that the exchange that night to make Almira pregnant and it was my husband's son.

"How's this? What am I supposed to do now?" I still can't stand. Luckily Mas Denis was sleeping until he did not know if I was crying sobbing in the bathroom. It's hard to be okay, but in fact I have to pretend like it's okay in front of Mas Denis.

Almira: Meet me tonight or I'll tell your husband about my pregnancy, sister.

The threat immediately made my anger explode. I wanted to move from where I am today to be able to tell Almira directly that she should not take away my happiness at all. The happiness that made me so special in this month.

In the midst of anxiety and not knowing what to do, again a crazy idea seeped into my mind. An idea that I quickly swept away. I really don't want what I'm doing to sink me to the bottom and it could leave me tormented in a prolonged sense of guilt.

"No, I'll never ask Almira to drop her womb. I mustn't be selfish, after all the baby is innocent at all," my inner self wiped the tears on both cheeks and kept thinking calmly. Finding a solution to a problem that feels hard to me.

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