To be the Second
Crushed..

Rojak_PoV

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I just got home from out of town and went straight to my second wife Nikmah's house. After putting my car in the garage next to the house, I immediately got down and walked in. If only time could be replayed, I would like to make her my first and last wife. In other words, I don't want to marry another woman.

But fate said otherwise, Nikmah chose to leave me at the will of her parents, and I was stuck married to Juleha My own sister, who changed status to be my first wife at this time.

Actually, the marriage of my adoptive parents who are Juleha's biological parents is very happy, but unfortunately, for two years they have not been gifted a child. While my Grandfather My father's father insisted on wanting a grandson as the heir to his fortune, Yes, even if not his own son, Grandpa did not have a problem. Be them flanking me from the parlor.

Grandpa's youngest son, Nikmah's mother, can only have a daughter, because Bibi can no longer have children because her uterus must be lifted after giving birth to Nikmah first, because Bibi can no longer have children because her womb must be lifted after giving birth to Nikmah first, so my only hope is a descendant of my father.

Grandpa hopes that with this, his daughter-in-law, my mother, can get pregnant, that is the hope of all the family. My own grandfather who adopted me directly from the age of one year in one of the big orphanages in this city, he himself was a regular donor there, so it is not difficult to get an information.

Up to three years later good news came to our family, yes my mother finally contains their baby, Grandpa's biological grandson, Juleha. Although I am the adopted child, but they still treat as their own biological son.

There is no such thing as a difference between me and Juleha, all loving each other, until I was a teenager, my life became more colorful when I had a very beautiful cousin, who was very beautiful, who else if not Nikmah. We are friends of the same age only different months, even we are always the same class.

Somehow the more days I became interested in that woman, was it because we met every day at school? Or is this just monkey love? I don't know if I'm getting more tormented trying to avoid it. And the more days my mind just has her, her, her. So, how to sing! Oh gosh..

But unfortunately we are brothers, who could not have a relationship more than that, I was forced to just hold this feeling alone, alone, but it's not important that we continue to be together, even though this self continues to be tormented.

But the unexpected happened, I just found out that I'm not my father and mother's son. At that time I accidentally heard a conversation between Father and Mother in the room whose door was slightly open, at first I wanted to see Mom, ma'am, but because I heard the news about my true status, I chose to leave.

On the other hand I feel disappointed, of course, but disappointed in anyone I don't know? But on the other hand I feel relieved and happy, which means I can pursue my love for Nikmah. I thought my life was perfect all this time, born into a family that lacked nothing, had a complete family too, both parents who loved me very much, and a very beautiful sister whom I love very much. As well as Grandpa, we have a lot in common. But it's not really mine, we don't have the same blood.

Yes in the end I ventured to tell Nikmah my true feelings, at first she did not believe, but I kept insisting on making her believe.

" Don't joke you! You're out of your right mind, Rojak, love your own brother, we're brothers!." At that time, we were still sitting on the middle bench.

Until the two of us went up to high school, I still kept trying, showing my true love and affection for Nikmah, until finally my love was received by him a few months we entered school, but he asked that our relationship be kept secret from our extended family. But what makes me happy, he does not limit our relationship, even our relationship has been so far away to do things that are not yet the time, yes we know this is wrong, but this feeling is very difficult for us to put out.

Until a year later after the departure of Grandpa Dad and my mother explained to me the truth. Indeed, all this time I chose silence, so that they themselves explained it to me directly. And I immediately asked them who my real parents were, but dear Father and Mother did not know that, because Grandpa himself had adopted me, without the knowledge of the Son and his son-in-law, because, even Nikmah's parents did not know about it.

I didn't think my sister Juleha would listen to him either, and for some reason since I found out that I wasn't his real Cacak, he was getting weird in my opinion, from when Juleha was happy to be spoiled by me, but the more here he gets brave and shows interest in me, even stating that he loves me consciously.

" Juleha! I'm your own Cacak. You have to throw away that excessive feeling of yours, otherwise Cacak will keep your distance." Threatened me, at first he just kept quiet and obeyed me, but when he found out about my relationship and Nikmah he did not accept.

" Why Cak? Why should Neng Nikmah who Cacak choose to be your woman! What is Leha Cak? Answer it! Is it because Neng Nikmah has nothing to do with you? Then what about us? We also have no relationship other than Brother and Adoptive Sister. If you still choose Neng Nikmah, don't blame me, if I'm going to tell your relationship to everything, especially Om and Auntie." His words now turned around to threaten me.

" Yes just say it, whatever!" My tired reply responded to that potent nature. At first I didn't care for him, but unfortunately he really told all the family members, until Nikmah left me, and from there, I became a quiet and untouchable person.

I also kept my brother Juleha at a distance. So that he can think maturely that if his actions can make others feel hurt and also feel broken, as devastating. Don't think a man doesn't experience that, it's wrong. We men can also be devastated if it concerns someone who means a lot in his life.

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