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Second Wife's Scream

Katarina Putri Sifana, a 22-year-old woman, works at the residence of the Erlanga family, one of the richest families in the city of Surabaya. Sifana is forced to become an actor just to get money, Sifana traps Sadam-his employer into becoming the second wife of this rich and handsome man. Sifana did not carry out the plan alone, but involved Sadam's own parents. What really happened? Why did Sadam's parents support Sifana and ignore Tasya, their daughter-in-law?

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Misunderstandings Opened

I've finished making two plates of instant noodles, and each plate has a half-cooked fried egg. I took one plate to the dining table while leaving the other plate still on the kitchen table because I would just eat there.

 "Sadam, do I need to add some rice?" I asked him. The man immediately looked away from the phone and looked at me, then frowned.

 "Didn't you say you were hungry, but why did you only make one plate?" the man didn't blink to see me, and that thing made my heart almost go out of its nature.

 "I've made it, but I'll just eat it in the kitchen," I said as I put the plate in front of Sadam.

 "Just eat with me, and there is one thing I need to tell you," I did not immediately answer but first looked around Sadam following my gaze and then said. "Tasya, already sleeping, you don't need to worry."

 "Okay." After talking, I immediately rushed to take my plate on the kitchen table and I sat down in an empty chair right beside Sadam, this was the first time we ate alone without Liora and Tasya. I hope Sadam will not return to say hurtful and condescending words as usual even though we are

 can't be husband and wife but just let us be close friends or just servants and also masters, I'm very happy.

 I and Sadam were both silent, we were both busy finishing food on each other's plates. I devoured very deliciously the food on my plate until it was empty because I was starving. Saddam

 also finished the food on his plate. The atmosphere in the kitchen room was very quiet, the sound of Sadam's fingers tapping lightly on the table was heard by me very clearly. I was about to stand up but remembered that if that man wanted to talk to me, I don't know what he would say, I still can't guess. Sadam grabbed the water that was in front of him and took a sip, I saw his Adam's apple going up and down following the movement of the water that entered through his throat. After the contents in the glass were empty, Sadam rubbed his lips to clear the rest of the drinking water.

 "Sifana, do you think Tasya is having an affair?" Saddam asked me. Is this a trick question or what? Why did Sadam actually ask me, this really made me very confused for him.

 "I-I don't know, Sadam," I did not dare to jump to conclusions rashly because this involved Sadam's and Tasya's household life.

 "I know you also have the same thoughts as me, but you just keep quiet and don't want to interfere," yes, Saddam's guess was right, I really don't want to interfere in your family's affairs.

 Together.

 "I, am only a servant in this house, so it is not appropriate to interfere," I said knowingly as usual.

 "You know, you are not a maid, you are my wife," he replied quickly and also straightforward. I don't know what happened, but this is not the first time Sadam has said that word to me, maybe this is the third time he has mentioned being his wife.

 "I am really sorry if I trapped Sadam that night, but believe me one thing, I will get out of this house after

 everything I want is achieved, "I said with both hands clasped together. Yes, this is the first time I've been honest with Sadam about that fateful night, where my parents and I made a scandal to get us married.

"Never would I have thought that if you dare to admit it, then what is the reason for you to marry me. Is it because of money?" I heard Sadam's voice starting to sound heavy, and I was also very sure that now the man was trying to hold back the emotions that were about to explode inside him.

 "I need money, but I can't say for what," I said, wiping the sweat that had flooded my forehead.

 "Is it because of your sister?" I immediately raised my eyes

 when he found out that Sadam knew about Anggun.

 "Sadam, where do you know about Anggun?" I asked with

 stutter. I ventured to look into the man's beady eyes, and Sadam is now leaning his back on the dining table chair while placing his hands on his chest.

 "Did you think I would let you out at night

 that without bodyguards, I may not like you, but you are still my wife even though I tried my best to refuse it, but your name is on my marriage certificate," explained the man at length.

 I never thought that all this time Sadam was not as cruel as I had ever imagined, maybe I thought too badly of him that I could not see the good in his heart.

  Sadam already knew about Anggun, so why should I cover it all up.

 "Yes, it's true what Sadam thinks I was forced to agree to this marriage because my sister who I really love is sick, and she needs a lot of money," I rolled my eyes to prevent clear liquid from dripping from these eye beads. "Mama Elsa and Papa Damar also need women so that Sadam won't be constantly deceived by Mbak Tasya, but really in my heart I have never once thought of being a bully to you two, I was forced to do all of this, only Anggun was the one who I have in this world, he is the only relative that I have, and I will do everything possible for him to be called, including selling this self-esteem to Sadam's parents."

 I started to run out of oxygen in the scope of the lungs, I started to take deep breaths and then exhale slowly from my mouth several times. I also don't forget to roll my eyes so that the clear crystals that have already formed rivers don't fall and destroy the self-defense that I've worked so hard to build.

 "Is the person you called Honey that night your sister?" I ventured to look at Sadam with faint eyes. I saw a change in the man's facial expression, his eyes filled with tears, as if he couldn't wait for me to open my mouth to answer his question just now.

 "Yes, she is my beloved Anggun, and only she is the love of my life now and then,"

 'He is the love of my life. Do you understand from here, Saddam?'