I GAVE UP BEING YOUR WIFE
CHAPTER 1

I GAVE UP BEING YOUR WIFE

"Mil, this is the monthly shopping ration for you. Five million rupiahs. Enough, right?" I asked Mila, a young woman who I married a month ago and I made her my second wife.

I placed a brown envelope on her that was immediately received with a faint smile on her lips.

Mila is beautiful. He could always pamper these eyes with his pleasant and unsightly appearance. He also never refused whenever I needed his service.

It is not wrong if I finally decided to make her a second wife to complete a life that has been bored and dull.

Mila took the payroll envelope in my hand and kept it a little lackluster.

Looking at his seemingly lackluster expression, I squinted my eyes and asked in surprise.

"Why? Less huh?" I asked while researching the beautiful face in front of me.

The woman looked at me briefly and then lowered her head, hiding the look on her face.

"I .. yes, Mas ... I was planning to go to a beauty clinic, buy new clothes and add a jewelry collection, she said, but because Mas can only give five million yes I had to postpone all that first," said my young wife while holding my hand and then sighed my step towards the dining room.

Hearing the words complaining and spoiled from her, I hugged the beautiful woman tighter.

"Yes, it will be mid-months and then again yes, wait for the liquid project first but. Let alone five million, twenty million must also be love!" my mouth pinched his cheek and teased my young wife so that she would no longer be sad.

Justright. Hearing my answer, Mila smiled gleefully and hugged me tightly.

After lunch, as usual, Mila took me to the contest. Giving inner needs that I rarely get from Andin, my first wife.

Andin who is always busy with home affairs, child affairs, not to mention having to take care of my mother who is stroke, indeed lately can no longer maximally serve my needs.

I deliberately asked my wife to take care of our two daughters and my ailing mother with her own hands. Understandably, I don't believe in ART and feel more comfortable if all that business is handled by my own wife.

However, I never thought if the consequences, Andin so shirked his obligation as a wife against me.

Night after night so often I went through in loneliness and cold. Every time I ask for rights, Andin always does it by force. Sometimes even refused on the grounds of not being in the mood and tired of having to take care of all household affairs alone.

That is why, instead of having to fight and beg for her every day, I finally decided to get married again. Can not feel if you have to fast to withstand the inner needs every day.

Such were the days of joy I had gone through since having a young wife. I who usually live flat, now so can feel the excitement of two wives.

I who usually dizzy to think about the need for this mind that has never been fulfilled, now can feel comfortable and serene because there is a second wife who is always ready to serve when needed.

Yes, it feels natural that I remarry because my first wife is reluctant to fulfill her obligation to me.

All this time my meeting with Mila myself was only done during the day, because at night I had to go home because I did not want Andin to know if I had secretly married again. I'm not ready to lose the woman who gave me those two kids.

If Andin finds out and gets angry, who else will take care of my sick mother and my two children who can only lie weakly on the bed?

Yeah, Andin can't let me know if I'm married again and have a new wife.