Apparently, I'm Not the First Wife.
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Since the events at Resto nothing has changed from the relationship between Leo and Aurora, everything seems the same from waking up to going back to sleep. Go without breakfast and go home with a full stomach.

Sleeping separated the room they still do even chatter just about the question and answer, if Aurora asks not often the man who decides the husband will ask his wife. Like this morning, the cup of coffee offered by Aurora only drank a mouthful without any praise at all.

"Thank you" said Leo as he placed the glass on the table.

"Will not have breakfast? I make green bean porridge can make the body warm rain gini, or would I supply?" aurora bargained without getting bored despite the countless times she got rejected.

"No need, I'm in a hurry" replied Leo who Aurora could have guessed.

The beautiful woman only nodded in understanding, but after that both of Aurora's eyes turned on her husband's mobile phone vibrating right next to the newly placed coffee cup.

Leo quickly grabbed the flat object, his forehead shrinking with a tense face when he saw the row of names that were clearly displayed but a little faint for Aurora.

"Hallo," said Leo after he shifted the green icon.

"What?, I'm there now!" he strangled like a shocked person because he woke up from sitting.

Without saying goodbye, Leo just walked out of the apartment leaving his wife. Aurora could only smile bitterly with one drop of her tears falling onto the back of her hand that was located above her thigh.

' Why is it still crying, isn't it common to be ignored?' bathin Aurora's.

She got up while taking her husband's full coffee cup, put it first in the dirty dishwasher before he finally stepped into the room.

At the edge of the bed Aurora sat with her hands shaking, she was confused what to do as her instinct as a wife was very worried about her husband who now went somewhere and what problems.

For a long time he was silent and continued to ask for guidance through his complaint to the Creator after performing his sunnah worship.

'Well, just quietly waiting for you I've never found the answer all this time, I'll find out where my priest is going' Aurora's bathin wiped away her tears.

Aurora rushed to tidy up by putting up a veil until the long cloth dangled to the chest, now only her lentic eyes were visible from all the beauty of the body that the woman possessed.

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Many times he knocked on the door until finally the brown painted object was opened.

"Assalamu'alaikum, can we talk?"

"Mrs, what's wrong?" indra asked in shock and confusion.

"Can we talk?" Aurora repeated her wish.

"Sure, let's go in, please" Indra invited her to shift her establishment after she opened the door of her study.

"Sorry, can talk outside, I don't want to be both in a closed room with you" said Aurora who firmly refused.

"Ah, yes. Sorry"

Aurora turned her body, she walked towards one of the empty tables among other visitors, of course this is to avoid slander among those who would open the muhrim.

"Can I help you?"

"Sure, I think you can really help me. Because if I don't, I can't come here to ask you for help" Aurora replied.

"If I can, of course I will help," replied Indra who was not feeling well.

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Answer my question, who is Ameena?