THE WIDOW BED NEXT TO MY HOUSE
Chapter 02. Vica

In the afternoon, Andreas' car was parked in the yard. He came down, warmly welcomed by Frances.

"Have you gone home yet?" greet Fransiska while taking the bag from Andreas' hand.

"Have you got all my gear ready to go?"

"I have already prepared everything in my suitcase" Fransiska said.

"As per my promise, I will serve you before going to Bali" said Andreas flat.

Andreas the entrance first. Fransiska sighed, a sad look at Andreas' back was already far from sight.

Not wanting to be buried in bad thoughts, Fransiska began to step in, following Andrew's steps towards their room.

Inside the room, Andreas is seen standing, welcoming the arrival of Fransiska. A warm hug, as well as a kiss landed on Fransiska's cheap red lips. A kiss that could count for 15 years they were married.

The thirst for caress from the husband, made Frances receive all the tender treatment of Andrew.

The heat of the turmoil of desire accumulates in the body, making Fransiska not want to lose to Andreas. Frances controlled every inch of Andreas' body. Andreas did not reject it, he accepted every treatment of Frances.

Feeling quite the heat, Andreas began to put his own into a narrow cave that was rare in plural.

2 the man also made a great movement with a standing position. In less than 20 minutes, Andreas spouted his seeds out, throwing them on the floor.

Fransiska's eyes were perfectly round, she couldn't believe what she was seeing. Hoping to have a descendant with a single do, Andreas instead crushed that hope.

In vain I struggled to increase his passion.

"Are you satisfied?" ask Andreas while heading to the bathroom.

"Satisfied" said Fransiska flat. An empty gaze led to a pile of viscous liquid on the floor.

I want it to feel like she's quoting, putting it in so she can conceive. But whatever the power, the seed can only be looked at, and imagined.

Fransiska took a tissue, cleaned the viscous liquid with a tissue, threw it worthlessly into the trash.

1 hour passed, Frances took Andreas' departure to the gate of their house. Her sad face, and despair were clearly visible on her beautiful face.

Fransiska continued to stare at the car behind Andreas was getting farther from her distance.

"What really happened?" muttered.

From behind was a man's hand patting Fransiska's shoulder. The man's hand belonged to Daniel.

"Your husband is gone?" ask Daniel gently.

Fransiska fell in shock, both shoulders raised, and spontaneously turned his head.

"Almost my heart was gone" Francesco stroked her chest.

Daniel clasped Fransiska's hand, "I cooked a lot for dinner. How about you accompany me to dinner at home" Daniel asked without a refusal.

"But.aunt in my house..."

"If you refuse, I will be angry with you. Come along, or I'm mad!" threaten Daniel.

"Yes, I'm coming" said Fransiska.

Daniel took Fransiska to his house, walked into the dining room, gave her a seat, and served Frances warmly.

Daniel's actions made Fransiska comfortable. During his 15 years of marriage to Andrew, he never received the special treatment that Daniel did to him.

Fransiska continued to look at Daniel without blinking, a strange pounding on her chest slowly appearing.

"Sikkur ...Sis.." call Daniel waving his hand the place in front of Fransiska's face.

Fransiska was surprised, quickly he regained his senses from his daydream.

"I'm sorry, I'm daydreaming" Fransiska said.

"Are you sick?" daniel asked as he pressed the back of his hand against Fransiska's forehead.

Fransiska was stunned, spontaneously turning her head back, clasping Daniel's hand.

"I-I'm fine," said Fransiska nervously.

"Don't lie to me Siska, your forehead is very hot," sat himself down, "You should eat first, then rest in my room" continued Daniel firmly.

"I-I have a house, I better rest at home after eating," Fransiska said nervously.

Fransiska bowed, then nodded.

After he finished eating, Daniel invited Frances to rest in his room. Daniel took care of Frances with warmth, as if there was a remnant of love still buried in his heart.

Fransiska is now in deep sleep, possibly the effects of Daniel's fever medicine.

Daniel continued to look at the beautiful face of Fransiska never faded despite inedible age. The firm hand gently stroked Fransiska's head.

"To be honest I still love you, Siska. Forgive my actions first, decide without giving a definite reason" murmured Daniel.

Feeling tired all day cleaning the house, and arranging his belongings. Daniel broke his body, hugging Frances.

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The city of Bali.

Andreas is in a pretty posh house in the city. He sat in the living room with a spoiled 10-year-old daughter, hugging his arm.

"But, why did you come back here so long?" ask the girl, call it Vika, to Andreas.

"But there's still a lot of work, excuse me, yes," Andreas said softly.

The 35-year-old woman came out of the kitchen, carrying a tray of drinks and snacks.

"Vika, Papi went out of town to find money for us" said 35-year-old Anissa.

"Papi's body must be sore, want Vika's massage?" tawar Vika, massaging Andreas' arm.

"You should go play by yourself first. Papi's still got things to talk about with Mama, "Andreas's pint is soft, his hands are stroking Vika's back hair.

"Well, Vika go first!"

After Vika left, Anissa sat down next to Andreas.

Andreas massaged his forehead, his face turning into a tangle.

"Why you, baby? did that woman ask you for another child?" ask Anissa.

"Yes, I was so dizzy to see Fransiska keep asking my son for me. I just want to have one child, Vika. Haah.it also accepted the presence of Vika very forced because you can not abort it," said Andreas riled.

"I'm sorry I couldn't resist that pregnancy. I don't really want to get pregnant and give birth. I know myself enough, I am ready for you. I'm just a mistress of yours" Anissa said.

"Then let it pass, I don't want to discuss the mistake again at this time," looked at Anissa, "What about homeschooling Vika. Is it going well?" andreas asked to switch the conversation.

"Everything went well. Mmm...when are you going to marry me?"

"What! married?! you are no longer sane. Until whenever I will never marry you, Anissa!" chirps Andreas pressed his tone.

"So why do we keep pretending to be husband and wife. What if Vika knows all we're doing is our charade?" ask Anissa lirih.

"Who told you not to abort the child first!" cetus Andreas's.

"I tried, but Vika was strong. Oh....are you afraid of being discovered by Fransiska for having a child from me?" anissa asked offended Andreas.

Plaac!!

"How dare you say that. You have to remember, you are just a mistress! fransiska was an angel in my eyes. Frances was a perfect woman with every inch that was no less than anything. As for you, the old woman who can't take care of herself. Look at that kid, she even started growing up to be a teenage girl!"

"Hiks.hiks. You are an irresponsible man!" anissa shouted at the last sentence with a tear.

"If I was an irresponsible man, why would I bother to come here to give money, and see the state of Vika. Although I don't like you, and the presence of Vika!" sahut Andreas was emotionally disturbed.

"You're a selfish man!" shout Anissa.

Tired of Anissa's shout, Andreas pulled out a few money mumps, putting them on the table.

"This money is for the next month. I'm leaving. Please tell Vika, if she still has work to do!"

Andreas just left, leaving money to fuss to finance the life of his illegitimate child, and money to shut up for Anissa.

Anissa stared at Andreas' departure, a line of smiles imprinted on her face.

"Stupid!"