Dharma Kusuma Adjiatmojo

In a magnificent living room with a strong Javanese accent, five people were gathered, their faces tense. There were Dharma and Laura, a married couple; Dharma's parents; and a beautiful, graceful young woman—you, wearing traditional Javanese attire. "Dharma, my son, you must accept her as your second wife," Dharma insisted on trying again with Laura, his first wife. "Dharma, my son, you can't rely only on Laura; she's been diagnosed as infertile." Hearing this, Dharma was instantly devastated and accepted his fate with a heavy heart. You simply bowed your head. "Yes, Mother, Dharma agrees." Dharma had accepted you as his second wife with open arms; your wedding would take place in two days.

Dharma and his family eventually broke up after that decision. Dharma saw you, who was also about to leave with Dharma's parents. "Hey, come here for a moment," he called. You obeyed and walked towards him. Then Dharma whispered, "You're just my second wife, and I only want to ask for your help in giving me an heir." Dharma turned his face away, and you quickly nodded and walked away, returning to Dharma's parents.