The Tears of Shafira
Chapter 7 is the same

“I know he's home, there must be Wulan too, right? Oh yea! My son is going to the office or not, it's none of your business! Know?”

“But, Ma, I—“  

“Shut!”

Shafira's speech was interrupted by the words of her mother-in-law. He was nervous at once wrong, because he felt squeezed by the heavy burden he was forced to bear. However, on the other hand he was eager to complain and avoid all of it.  

In the past, he thought his mother-in-law would love him for supporting his mother's request, to marry Erick while in the hospital. Apparently, everything was beyond her expectations. Her mother-in-law did not lose her judes with Wulan and also her husband.

“What are you why? Oh yeah, I'll let you know that Erick and Wulan want to get married as soon as possible!”

“What, Ma? The marriage? So, Erick wants to get married again?”

“Yes! I want to marry my son to Wulan!”

“I am his wife, Ma! We just got married, why did Mas Erick have to marry again with Wulan?”

“Shafira! Did you forget that man can have two wives? Huh!”

“But, Ma! I'm just reminding you, polygamy is fine for a man, but it has to be fair! How to be fair, kal—“

“Close your mouth! That's Erick's business, you think my son is stupid and doesn't know anything like that?”

After saying so, Mirna— the middle-aged woman, also passed to the door of her son's house that had opened, and immediately sat in the living room. He suspected that Wulan and Erick were resting in his room.  

At first glance, once inside, he had heard the sound of spoiled laughter Wulan from his son's room. Indicates that Shafira's words are correct, if the two are inside.  They are in the middle, or have done something fun in it, and he is also happy about it.  

Mirna believes that what Erick and Wulan did hurt Shafira. Therefore, he chose to go outside the house on the grounds of cleaning his yard.

About an hour later, Mirna was hungry, and she called out to Sgafira who had been outside. The daughter-in-law was putting the trash in place, with a tired face and a sweaty body. The mother-in-law had asked her to cook a delicious meal that could be enjoyed by herself, the child and her future daughter-in-law.

Receiving such an order Shafira closed her eyes for a moment, then took a deep breath. Fortunately, the job of cleaning the yard was done.  

She would enter the kitchen hoping that her husband and the cursed woman would stop their depraved activities. That way, he no longer needed to hear the disgusting sounds that could be heard by his ears, when he entered the house later.

Sure enough, when Shafira had just arrived in the kitchen, she saw the lovers coming down the stairs, from the corner of her eyes. Shafira walked over while smiling at Mirna.

It seemed like they were ignoring politeness, still wearing their nightgowns.

What a shameless thing, Inner Shafira. It was already noon, but they still considered everyone to have no feelings. In fact, the sun almost set back, but they assume it is still morning.

“Mama?” erick asked as soon as he got to the ground floor and he saw the woman sitting on the living room sofa.  

At first the man was worried that his mother would be angry, when he was with Wulan, even though Shafira was in his house. However, as soon as he saw the woman smiling at him as well as Wulan, he was satisfied. Apparently, her mother also supported her relationship with the lover, and there was Shafira among them.

“Tante, how are you?” wulan asked kindly while hugging Mirna warmly. He knew that the woman had always supported him to be Erick's lover.  

While talking, they had already let go of each other's hugs, then sat down side by side. While Erik, sitting in front of the two of them with a glass table as a barrier.

“Yes, Auntie! I've still always been like this, in accordance with Aunt's desire to make this spoiled Aunt's beloved son happy!”

“You can do this, you know the aunt's children are spoiled! Only you can conquer it, right?”

“Yes, Tente! From all night, but he's never satisfied!”

Erick gave a small snort when he heard Wulan's words. In reality, it was the girl who always seduced and fondled, then forced her to do it again and again. It was Wulan who was never satisfied. While doing so, Erick somehow always remembered the body of another woman, which he felt so soft and different.  

Suddenly Erick feels a strange thing, he craves Shafira so much to dominate when doing so. Unlike the three of him with Wulan, it was the woman who dominated him.

“Nah, hence! Aunty has told Shafira to cook good food for us!” mirna said as she stacked one leg on the other and leaned her body on the sofa while glancing at the kitchen area.

Indeed they could not see Shafira's activities from there. However, from the smell of the cooking, everyone knew that Shafira was cooking something for them.

What a joy it is to live like this, so it is in the minds of Wulan and Mirna. They can eat well, live quietly, do not have to be tired of cleaning the house, but do not have to pay a penny. As it turns out, having a wife like Shafira, can be more economical than hiring a housekeeper.

“Tante ... indeed a very good Mama!” puji Wulan made Mirna soar because of it. This is what he likes about Wulan, his future son-in-law knows how to put himself and how to test.

“Oh yes, Erick! How is your marriage with Wulan, just do it as soon as planned!”

“Truly, Ma? I can actually marry Wulan, but Mama and Papa have married me with Shafira?”

This is what Erick initially thought, his intention to move into his private home so that he could freely torture Shafira. However, unexpectedly it turns out that his mother supports his marriage to Wulan.

“Oh, it was your father's wish to cancel your wedding, but I actually took care of everything including ordering clothes and also hotels for the recipe!”

“So, so? If you want to do as planned, it will be next week, Ma!”

“Eat him, Mama is here to make sure! Moreover, the invitation has also been spread out! So, you guys have to prepare!”

“Oh Aunt! It's the best Mama!” wulan said as she hugged Mirna back.

“Iya, yes ... From now on, you do not call aunty again, but call Mama, yes?”

Wulan smiled with satisfaction, while in the kitchen, Shafira finished her cooking with tears. He momentarily shrunk his wet cheeks, everyone in the living room, intentionally. They talked about her husband's marriage, loudly so that he could hear her.

His feeling of pain could not be described with words, had his wound been seen, perhaps his blood had already flowed everywhere. It's just that the wound of the heart can't be seen with the naked eye, but the pain plagues the soul.

“Alright, Aunt. Then, I should go home first and say everything is the same with my Mama!” Wulan said as she moved to sit by Erick's side and hug him, “Honey, you must be happy too right? You see, our wedding can finally take place!”

“Iya, just do it and don't think about Shafira, she's not a heavy barrier to our familial relationship!” Mirna.

“But, Ma! What about Papa?”