The Tears of Shafira
Chapter 8

“But, Ma! What about Papa?” erick's question made Mirna and Wulan speechless, they put on serious faces.

“Later, Mama think. Now the important thing is that you get ready first, for your wedding dress pits!”

“Alright, Auntie!” wulan replied, with passion.  

Erick, too, never thought he would have a second wife. One woman he can manipulate and the other can be used as an outlet both in terms of lust and emotion.

The man smiled in satisfaction, to himself, he really felt the upper hand, because getting everything was more than he expected.

While Wulan is so passionate about her marriage, she is also happy that she will soon be recognized as the wife of the CEO of a famous company in the city.

Shafira prepares food on the dining table with a broken heart. He could not imagine what it would be like if Erick married again. The woman hardly believed, having to accept the fact that her husband, made that sacred promise to another woman and not her.

All the finished food was served, eaten voraciously by Mirna, Wulan and Erick, after being welcomed by Shafira. They did not think about the woman's feelings at all and ignored her. In fact, they did not invite him to eat together.

Shafira chose to calm herself in the kitchen and went back to crying there. However, his voice was held back because he did not want the bad guys to hear his cries. When they know how devastated they feel, they will be satisfied with the evil deeds they have done to them.

So busy was crying, that Shafira did not know that the three people were gone. Erick and Wulan go to try on the bridal outfit as well, reviewing the party preparations. Mirna returns home to seduce her husband.

The woman was upset, because her husband strongly disagreed with her actions, which had hurt Shafira. However, he is also helpless because the invitation has been spread so inevitably the wedding party must be carried out as well.

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A week after that incident, Shafira was more silent, she turned into a dimwit. However, no one noticed him. He chose not to care about the people around him for the sake of himself so as not to get too deeply hurt.

However, the pain could not be avoided knowing that her husband's wedding party was absolutely perfect. Luxury party in the title according to plan, the bride was like a pair of queens and kings. No one really knows what happened that Erick was married to Shafira.

As the first wife not recognized by her husband, Shafira chose to stay at home to treat her inner wounds. He did not expect if his mother's desire to make her happy, it ended with a marriage full of fire in it.

The next night, after the party was over, Wulan and Erick did not come home because they were going to spend the night at the hotel. Of course Shafira's heart was getting crushed by it. He could imagine what the two men were doing there.

They met again the next day. When he came home, Erick was not alone. In addition to Wulan and Mirna, there was also another middle-aged woman who was taking part with them. It is, brother Mirna who wants to see the house of Erick – his nephew.

“Wah, this is your home, so good!” she said they entered after Shafira opened the door.

They introduce Shafira as Erick's maid and indirectly, inform her that Wulan is the mistress of the house.

The woman who was a guest, was one of Mirna's brothers, who lived abroad and rarely lived in Indonesia. He knows that people like Erick have it all. In fact, a maid was very pretty in face.

They are now sitting face to face in the living room. Mirna sat with her brother side by side, while Erick sat side by side with Wulan - his second wife.

Shafira returned to the kitchen after being asked to make drinks for her guests. In the kitchen, Mirani whispers so that Shafira does not call her Mama, but she must be called a mistress, in front of her brother.  

“Wah, Erick! You are good at choosing a maid, beautiful she is?” said the woman, with an elegant style and full of sly smile on her face.

“Ah! This aunt could have! To me, Wulan is the most beautiful woman in the world!” sahut Erick glanced at Shafira, who was providing sweet tea, on the table for everyone sitting in the living room of her house.

“Just relax, Auntie don't worry ... Erick must be loyal to me, he will not be easily tempted by other women, I will be the only woman in his life,” Wulan said confidently.

Shafira smiled miris. If Erick is not easily tempted by other women, then what does the man do to him? Didn't Erick also hook and fuck with her? In reality, Wulan is not the only woman.

Prangs!

Suddenly the glass that was being held by Shafira, came apart and fell and broke. Before, he would put it on the table, but the water spilled over his brother-in-law. He was very surprised because his hand was hit by Wulan on purpose.

“You can't work, huh?” the woman snapped while standing shaking her hands on the wet clothes. His thighs were hot because of the spilled tea.

“Sorry! I—“

Plaque!

Shafira's words stopped due to a slap from Mirna, Her mother-in-law glared showing anger at her. However, it was not only him who was angry with Erick as well.  

Plaque!

Once again Shafira was slapped by her husband and hit the other cheek. Shafira's tears suddenly melted without being prevented, both her cheeks were red and swollen, but it was not her fault, but she had to bear the consequences.

“You are embarrassed if the work is really dong!” Mirna.

“Already, Ma, Aunt, patient .. pity this maid if it keeps getting scolded slapped again!” wulan said softly to the two middle-aged women in front of him.

“Erick, looks like you have to find another helper! And, look at your wife very kindly, apologizing for the person who was clearly wrong!” said Mirna's brother while wiping his shirt with a tissue.

Just then Wulan smiled slylyly, he glanced at the crying Shafira and looked horrid. In his heart was satisfied because it had managed to make his love rival helpless, and accepted his mistake just like that.

“Now, apologize to him quickly!” erick said while hitting Shafira's shoulder until the woman fell to the floor, making it seem as if she was prostrating.

Shafira stared at the floor below, she saw her own tears there. His clenched hands held back furiously, but he could do nothing. If he tried to resist, then their attitude would definitely be even more despicable.

“I'm sorry, Tan—eh, Mistress! I accidentally, sorry, again sorry!” he said with a trembling voice.

At the same time, unbeknownst to anyone, Wulan's foot accidentally stepped on Shafira's hand. Coincidentally his fingers were close to Wulan who was wearing high heels on his feet. Shafira's body was almost like prostrating on them.

Instantly Shafira endured the pain in her hands with all her might. If he screams, he will be blamed. Although the joints in her fingers were broken, the girl acted as if nothing had happened.

“Already, already, you don't need to apologize! Wulan has asked for your forgiveness, you must thank this hostess, you know?” said the woman again.

“Yes, sorry really, Mbakyu, Erick's helper does need to be taught again!” mirna said as she glanced cynically at Shafira her own daughter-in-law.

“Oh yes Auntie, is that expensive auntie dress no problem? Does this maid need to replace it?”