"Is Ms. Septi really ready to share your husband with Ms. Sonya?" asked the headman who had been marrying Adipati earlier. Honestly, it was the headman who objected. For him, that was a crazy marriage.

"Come on Basuki, just marry Sonya with Adipati. Why do you still ask that woman's readiness!" Harimurti pointed out to the headman who is his friend. In Harimurti opinion, it's just Adipati's willingness is enough, who cares about Septi's.

"That's right, uncle Bas. Get us married quickly," said Sonya, a spoilt whining. She couldn't wait to be the wife of Adipati. Especially considering their long-standing relationships. Even they were already living together when they lived in America.

"I'm ready, Sir. Please marry both of them," said Septi, who began to linger near Adipati and his future wife. Septi thought that she had absolutely no right to forbid or deny the marriage of Adipati and his girlfriend.

"See! She's agreed. So get Sonya and me married quickly. It doesn't matter whether marry legally or unregistered marriage. What is so important is Sonya and I officially became a couple," Adipati's order grew impatient. He's a type who doesn't like to waste time.

Basuki, the headman became confused. If only he had known from the start that the man who would marry Sonya, his friend's son was Adipati, maybe from the start he would have refused Harimurti's request.

How in the world is he gets marrying a man with two different women on the same day even at different times. Basuki immediately thought of his daughter, who was also a woman.

What if his daughter were in the position of the first wife. Will the daughter be strong? Of course not, Basuki sure it is.

"That's enough, Basuki. Even his first wife has agreed! What are you waiting for!" Harimurti rebuke. He didn't want his daughter to fail to marry Adipati.

Harimurti needs Adipati. He wants to request a cash injection for his company that's already at stake. Thus, when Adipati became his son-in-law, it would not be difficult.

Basuki exhales his breath. He looked at septi for a moment. Make sure she's ready.

Septi who was realized being noticed gives a nod. Permitted the headman to marry Adipati and his girlfriend.

"Okay. We start now," said Basuki finally. He reached out his hand to Adipati.

Adipati accepted the headman's hand eagerly. Unlike the way he did when he married Septi earlier, he seemed listless and lethargic.

"Aditi Prawira son of Andreas Prawira, I marry you and Sonya Aurella the daughter of Harimurti with a set of diamonds paid in cash!"

"I accept the marriage Sonya the daughter of Harimurti with the agreed mahr in cash!"

"How is it, the witness?" asked the headman.

"Lawful!" Harimukti answered in spirit. He even applauded with joy.

This time Adipati very smoothly pronounced his ijab qabul with Sonya. There's a difference between his marriage with Septi earlier. Adipati had to repeat the ijab qabul three times before they were declared as legitimate husbands and wives.

Septi tried to be strong. Truly she felt faint with her own life. Forced to marry a stranger by her father to repay the debt and secure her father's life. And now she had to accept the fact that her husband had married again with another woman right in from of her eyes and even she was being forced to become a witness.

Septi feels like she's worthless and she realized that she doesn't deserve to be happy. Septi was so sad. It's not because her husband is married to another woman. If that's the case, she doesn't care at all. She was sad because her own father had sent her into this crazy marriage.

"Cause it's all over, let me excuse myself," Basuki cannot bear to see how strong Septi looks. She's smart enough to cover her sorrows in front of others.

"Thanks, Bas. You indeed are my best friend," Harimurti says so happily. He clapped Basuki's shoulder with gusto.

"Don't hesitate, Har," said Basuki forcing a smile.

"Then you might as well go home with me. I want to go home too," said Harimurti. He felt that his plan had gone well. "Adipati, Sonya. Daddy went home first. Enjoy yourselves, the two of you," said Harimurti, who excuses himself to his daughter and his son-in-law. Harimurti doesn't greet Septi. He didn't care. According to him, Septi is just like a parasite between Adipati and Sonya.

"Sure, Daddy. We're both going to be giving daddy a grandson soon," said Sonya spoilt and without any shame at all. He continued to cling to Adip's hand who already become her husband.

"I have to go too!" Septi stood up. Her task was completed so Septi feel her presence was no longer expected.

To see Adipati and Sonya didn't give a shit to her words, even practically doesn't realize her existence, finally, Septi chose a step toward the door, intending to leave soon. Septi gonna take some time for herself to calm down.

"Wait! Where are you going?" Adip asked instantly stopping Septi's footsteps.

"Get out of here," she answered without turning her head.

"Who the hell let you go, huh!" said Sonya in her lilting voice. Instantly Septi covered up her ears. His eardrums seemed to burst.

"Why should I get permission from you two? I've allowed both of you to get married, even I want to be a witness to both of you. So, is that all not enough already?" Septi asked with disgust. She who was quiet and didn't like to talk too much became inflamed.

"Didn't enough? Of course, it's didn't! You're here to serve me. Remember that?" Adipati rebuked. He remembered his Mommy's words. Adipati walked approached Septi in front of the door.

"Serve. What kind of service do you mean?" Septi sneaks shot with a unibrow.

Her mind had begun to wander in the wondering if Adipati meant 'servings' would be a threesome. Septi was rushing to shake her head. Just imagine if she was disgusted first. Who on the earth would serve a man with no feelings like Adipati.

"Certainly not to serve my husband in bed. It is my duty. So, do your dream!" shoot Sonya with her hands crossing in the chest.

"You must serve me as a slave!" Adipati said and Sonya laughed happily.

Septi be agape instantly. Didn't expect that Adipati who none other than her husband would treat her like a slave. That's how low she is in front of them. More mirth the time of her life.

"And you shall call us Lord and Lady. Understood?!" Sonya continued, totally feeling in the upper hand.

Septi closed her eyes and clenched her hands together. Surely he was insulted. "I'm not your slave. Just remember, guys. Here I am the first lawful wife in the eyes of law and religion! As for you, you are the second wife who is only valid in the eyes of religion! One more thing, only I have the blessing and the acknowledgment of Mr. Andreas and Mrs. Maria as the daughter-in-law!" attacked Septi. "So on what basis are you willing to think of me as a slave!" shouted Septi that no longer can control her emotions.

"You!" Suddenly Adipati couldn't say anything. What Septi said is true.

"Shall I inform Mr. Andreas and Mrs. Maria about your marriage?" threatened Septi.

"Shiit!" swore Adip, lost completely by Septi. He would be over if both his parents really found out about his and Sonya's marriage. Adipati must inevitably yield this time.

"Honey! This woman is sly!" said Sonya. "Do something to help her learn her place!"