Wife of Five Hundred Million (S1): Forced to Get Married
#15

Dikta's departure leaves heartbreaking memories. Unceasingly Bang Ridwan regretted the situation. But fate has said another, if the departure of Dikta has nothing to do with Anggara, maybe the problem will not be this complicated. Bang Ridwan understood the true parasaan of Dikta. How can his cousin survive if he knows the man who has destroyed his love is the one with the one who destroyed his love first.

I lost love twice by the same person. Suppose the story of Dikta is lifted into a soap opera, then there will be a million mothers who will be pro Dikta. The name Dikta will be famous among the mothers. There will even be fanatical mothers who may give their daughters to Dikta to be made wives.

But remember! There is a wounded Dikta, far away there is Indira who until now is still with the same burden of life.

Indira plays the tip of her hair. The wind that kept hitting his face no longer ignored him. His eyes occasionally closed as the clear water flowed back from the corner of his eye.

Now like a river that has passed through its dry period, the circle continues to flow until it drips wet both cheeks. The tightness that filled his inner space was not lost even though he was now in a luxurious house that belonged to the Sucipto family.

Yes, Indira lives with his papi and mami Anggara and his first wife Anggara. Less complete what his life tried.

But even though this house is like a palace, but this is not what Indira is looking for. Suppose he has the power to choose then he will be happier living life under the bridge as long as it is with his loved ones, namely Dikta.

Indira cupped his face because until now honestly he never died. But wasn't he trying to run away at the time? But fate draws him to Anggara!

He had also strengthened his resolve to reject the marriage, but the father's tears held back his actions.

Less what else? Less what effort! But indeed his self is like bound to a thread of destiny that he cannot escape with the power he has.

At the end of her crying today, India again tried to close the wound in her heart by saying perhaps it was her sacrifice that could pay for all her father and mother's services to her. The mother who had given birth to her and the father who had raised her with great effort. Those words are now the reinforcement of Indira to undergo this hell-like marriage.

Indira wiped the clear grain. His eyes looked puffy because he was unable to hold back his tears. I don't know how long he's never seen the boy he loves again. Their meeting at the cafe time became the last time Indira can see the handsome face of the lover.

"Dikta..," She was grievous while leaning her weak body on the luxurious marron-colored sofa that was in her room.

"Indira, tonight you and bang Anggara will do your first night. Get ready. “ Silvia said with a very unrequited face that can not be hidden.

"Sorry Brother Silvia, I'm not feeling well anymore" Indira refused

“You can't keep rejecting this Indira. This was supposed to happen. Remember Indira, it's not just you who object to this! But me and also bang Anggara! None of us want this to happen. But is it possible that you are pregnant with anggara bang child without being touched by the Anggara bang! Already Indira, do not prolong this debate. Do your job as a wife and then carry the child of the Anggara bang in your womb. After that let me raise the child. You won't be bothered at all. In accordance with the agreement of the three of us in the hospital, you only need to conceive the child bang Anggara twice. After that if you ask the Anggara bang to divorce you, then he will divorce you and then give you the wealth that you and my family want. Thankful that with just one night with you, you can get pregnant right away. So two kids will only need twice having se X only.” Silvia's speech was like it was very light to say but sure it was heavy for both of them.

It was heavy for Silvia and also heavy for Indira.

Indira's chest rumbled back. His taste after hearing the word – said his husband's first wife, Indira felt himself really like a prostitute! The difference lies only in its haram and halal. That is also if the marriage of Indira is halal.

“What is this?” asked Indira who never knew what she was holding.

“Sleeping.” Silvia answered and left Indira's room.

Silvia closed Indira's room with a million mountain stones in her chest. How claustrophobic his heart was at this moment he could not say. Sakiii! It hurts! And it hurts so much ! but he still has to do.

Lingerie given by her mother-in-law must still be given to Indira. Let us not be careful Silvia is not hurt. But what is her power, as a woman who is unlikely to have children yet still loves her husband so much, there is nothing Silvia can do but endure. Surviving up to two children born from Indira's womb. After that she does not need to act as a strong woman anymore.

Evening has arrived. In the darkness of the room, Indira sat down by folding her knees over the bed. The fear had begun to be in him since the clock on the wall was eight o'clock at night.

“Cekleeeek!”

The door of Indira's room opened and caught a man heard one on the floor of his room. And not long after that, the clanking of the clasp sound that clashed on the floor also made the feeling of fear creep all over Indira's body that cooled down because of the thin dress she was wearing.

“I accidentally didn't turn on this room light.” Say bang Anggara who has now reached the edge of the bed and began to crawl up.

Indira hush. He did not reply at all while Anggara continued to crawl and crawl until the end Anggara was right in front of Indira's face.

“You what is this? Why does this look like liquor? Did he drink before he got into my room?” inner Indira.

For a moment Indira realized that it was not only her self in this marriage that was depressed. The anggara is the same.

Jakun Indira went up and down because she was so scared when a kiss landed on her forehead. Indira was unable to open her eyes. He was silent and did not react at all. Indira was really silent in front of Anggara.

Anggara's hand lowered a lingerie strap worn by Indira. Then he hugged Indira and a moment later Anggara's lips had rained down on Indira's neck with a kiss.

"M-sorry Bang, a-me? A-ku?," he said stammering while evading Anggara's kiss attack.

But Anggara doesn't seem to care. Once again he tried to kiss Indira's lips but quickly Indira dodged by throwing her face away.

Anggara sighed. He's running out of patience. Honestly, although he also did not want to do it, he was offended by Indira's unprofessional attitude. Not that they have agreed on this. And tonight Anggara has strengthened his heart and determination to fuck Indira so that this contract ends quickly but Indira instead makes him like a man who thirsts for long distance by continuously pouncing on Indira.