"Why are you so tense?" whispered Mr. Hendrik. The minty scent of his breath caressed my face.
The man pulled me in his arms. My height, which was only his shoulder-length, made me feel like I was sinking into Mr. Hendrik's chest. The man kissed the top of my head and stroked it. He's too cute for a guy who likes to play with girls.
"Let's go for a swim," he asked.
"In this kind time?" I just worry I'll catch the flu tomorrow.
The burly man lifted this body so that his face was in front of my chest.
"I only got the time in this kind hour. Don't you want to?" Mr. Hendrik's face didn't show any annoyed expression at all, but his question was intimidating.
"Of course I I'd love too. I have been pay for it."
"Hahaha... I like you. You're so honest." The man with the thin beard carried my body. My weight not more than fifty kilos doesn't give him any difficulties.
On the way to the pool, my fingers caressed his sideburns. I don't know why I do it. Just practicing what Sari used to teach me to make the guy who ordered me as happy as possible.
Arriving at the edge of the pool, Mr. Hendrik put me down.
The man swam here and there, while I was quietly waiting. It seemed he was wonder by my attitude so he hugged me in the water.
"You don't like swimming, do you? Why didn't you tell me?" he said as he tucked his hair behind my ear.
I replied by stroking his face with both hands. "I like you."
Hendrik held my hand then kissed it.
"Kantil, I have been fallen in love with you since the first time I saw you under the Trembesi tree. Your beauty has filled my lifelong dream of a charming woman. Your eyes are like the fourteenth of the moon. When you blink, your eyelashes are like the veil of heaven being opened."
I don't know about what he said was sincere or only a seduction words to warm the night. As a woman who is paid to please him I flatter him back.
"I'm not good at stringing words like you. However, the reason I was attracted to you from the start is because you remind me of the telenovela actor I used to watch when I was child. Brown skin, muscular body, thin beard," I said while tracing his chest with my fingers.
"Very masculine," I added.
"Why don't you marry me?"
I was surprised, but tried not to show it off. Hendrik's words just hung in the air for a while.
"How will it happen?" He is married. I'm don't want to become a second wife. Will I compete with his wife.
"Say yes, we will get married soon. Don't think about anything else. If you don't want it, I'll find another woman who will."
I pondered for a moment.
"You don't have to answer it now."
After saying that, Hendrik lifted my body. He kissed my neck. It was then that this gaze fell upon the second-floor balcony. It turned out that a woman with brown hair was standing there. I couldn't really see her face, but she clearly looking at us.
Is she Hendrik's wife?
Before I had time to ask, Hendrik had showered me with kisses. Then I carried out the task of making this man as happy as the nights that had passed. In between our activities my eyes glanced look at the balcony. The woman still there, looking at us.
***
At two o'clock in the morning I left Hendrik who was sleeping on the king size bed. From the start this man asked me to sleep there until morning and only left when he left for the office. But, I refused. What if Key wakes up in the morning and finds me not beside her? Of course she would wonder about her mother's activities.
After carefully closing the bedroom door, I entered the changing room. I quickly got ready to go home. In less than five minutes a black knee-length skirt and a red heart-colored long shirt were back on my body. I grabbed my sling bag and left the room.
As usual, Marzuki was waiting in the yard, ready to take me to the place where he had picked me up. When I arrived at the door I was surprised. The woman who had been standing on the balcony was standing there.
Even though my heart was beating fast I tried to stay calm and looked into her eyes. I can't imagine what kind of mess this woman would make. When I found out my ex-husband was cheating on me with Wati, I just wanted to skin him. However, because of the many people I held back at that time. Right now I'm alone with Hendrik's wife, the worst part was, and it was early in the morning. If she wanted to kill me right now of course it will be easy for her to do it.
The woman approached. Even though the lighting in the room only relied on the lights from the veranda, it was still seen that she was very beautiful.
"Kantil."
"I already know your name. That's not all. Your age, your house, your mother, and . . . Keynara. Your beautiful little daughter." The curly haired woman said softly, but it sound very scary. The most when she mentions my daughter's name.
"What do you want to say, Madam?"
Norma looked me in the eye. Then, "Hendrik wants to marry you, right?"
I nodded.
"Will you accept it?"
"I don't know, Ma'am. Tell you the truth, yes I aiming the money, but in the other hand I don't want to hurt you."
Hearing my answer Norma laughed. It just look weird, instead of being sad, she looks happy.
"Be Hendrik's mistress forever, just don't even think you will marry him."
My eyebrows almost met in surprise to listen to her words. I don't understand this woman who stood in front of me. What's the difference between her husband remarrying or keeping a concubine?
"Why is that? Isn't it the same?"
"It's not the same and you don't need to know why."
I looked away from Norma Wilhelmina.
"He'll throw me if I give him no as the answer."
"If you agree with me, Hendrik won't do it. I guarantee that. I will even take care of your needs and your family. You allow using your money from Hendrik to shopping or vacations, for example."
"What will you get by doing this, Ma'am?"
Once again Norma laughed. "You're a smart woman. What is my advantage? You don't need to know. Just obey me and you will receive your reward. Okay?"
"I'll think about it."
"Be my guess."
Norma Wilhelmina gave me her business card. Then I walked away from that woman. The sound of my shoes blaring in the dim and quiet room.
I really don't understand the way that wealthy people think. I really don't get it. How could a woman let her husband have a concubine? Even she paid her. It's true what Marzuki said. It's best if I don't interfere too much in the household affairs of Mr. Hendrik and Mrs. Norma Wilhelmina.
The question is, could I walk away now when these two rich people promise me and my daughter a lot of money?