
Humairah looked at the back of her husband who was walking slowly away from her who was standing in the doorway of the room.
Alif decided to return home after getting a call from his second wife Aisyah that the woman had come home from out of town and now had Alif pick her up at the airport.
Long Humairah sculpted until Alif really had gone from his house, he retreated slowly and then turned his body to walk towards the makeup mirror made of teak wood furniture in his room.
Humairah looked at his face there, then shimmered at his current body that was wearing open sleeping clothes forming a perfect-looking curve of his body.
How could he not be sad if it were like this, Alif had not been there for twenty-four hours, only came last afternoon but tonight it was only nine o'clock that Alif had left again for Aisha.
The water falls, the water falls, the defense of Humairah. He served Alif well when the man came back here when he had not visited his first wife for a very long time, Humairah thought he and Alif would enjoy an intimate night together like his imagination a few moments ago.
Wearing sexy nightgowns, stroking her shoulder-length hair, wearing perfume to make her husband feel happy, but all of that was now in vain when Alif received a call from a woman who became honey in his household who had only been running for two months.
Surely Alif again chose Aisyah rather than Humairah.
"I should know that there is nothing really fair in a marriage that involves as much heart as I do right now" Humairah murmured, wiping her tears.
"You reneged on your promise, Alif, you haven't even slept with me since you married her. I don't think this situation is better than being a young widow."
Humairah neutralizes his feelings by washing his face, after which he then chose to open his laptop to continue his thesis task which is quite abandoned some days because he was busy with piano lessons that are fun Humairah dalami.
*****
The next day Humairah returns to her routine as an intern at Alif's office.
Just about to enter the room Humairah made shocked by some of his seniors who gave a welcome through a happy birthday song to Humairah.
The woman who wore the bross given her husband as a gift from a honeymoon in Italy at that time he pinned it on his left chest. While closing his mouth in shock but Humairah was really happy to be given a surprise this morning.
"Happy birthday dear Mairah, sorry two days late." said Lola who appeared from behind the door with a twisted tart with the number 21 on it, it also appears that Aji is holding a love-shaped golden balloon in his hand.
"Geez, I was moved.." Only this word was able to come out of Humairah's tiny mouth.
They celebrated the happy day by eating cakes together, Humairah got many rose stems of various colors from the seniors who liked Humairah in helping them complete office tasks during the woman's internship.
"If you can, after graduation you will work in this office only Humairah, we will be good colleagues, thank you very much you are very helpful during the internship," said one of the seniors in the special room where Humairah was placed.
The woman they thought was still the girl could only repay him with gratitude especially he got a lot of knowledge after plunging into employment like this time, the seniors there were friendly and guided her well all along.
"I'm sad to remember that soon this internship will be over," said Lola suddenly sad when they were having fun enjoying a cake as a celebration of her best friend's birthday last year.
"Origin, let's not just end our relationship" replied Aji who kissed her lover's head.
Lola silenced Aji's mouth with a cake, "This is the office, you have no shame in kissing me in the middle of the seniors? Huh..."
"Sorry," Aji said plainly.
Humairah thought about the words of one of the seniors that after graduation they wanted him to apply for a job in this office, but far from it also remembered Humairah on an offer from his script lecturer that his name was included on the scholarship quota to continue studying S2 abroad this year if Humairah could complete the thesis right time certainly.
"I don't even know what my fate will be like in the future" replied Humairah in an ambiguous tone considering that he can no longer decide everything alone either to work or continue college later, Humairah has become a wife even though it is not considered even though she will still ask Alif for permission about the decision after graduation later.
Humairah to the toilet, his eyes were so curious in a room that he passed the room of the husband Alif.
There was no sign she was going to meet her husband, the room was sealed shut. Until he was almost back in the apprentice room his feet stopped stepping.
Soon Humairah bowed respectfully to a man who was walking hand in hand with a beautiful woman, he behaved like that when other employees also did the same when going past their boss. Alif and his wife Aisha.
"Darling come!" rengek Aisyah pulled her husband's hand so that it would soon pass from the current Humairah.
"Religion? Where are you going?" Alif asked doubtfully, he did not heed Aisha's words.
"Sorry Mr. Alif, I am from the toilet to my internship room" replied Humairah politely.
"Darling, let's not have much time....!" take Aisyah again, even the woman did not say hello to her honey in the slightest.
Humairah felt offended, so from him he again continued his steps past Alif.
"Alright," Alif replied to Humairah who increasingly made women who heard it become painful.
And unfortunately again Humairah got an order from her senior to put a map containing files that must be signed by her husband in Alif's room of course.
Although reluctant, but Humairah still do it of course so that no one suspects that in fact he is so lazy will be faced with a woman who becomes bitter honey in his current love story.
Surely just going into the room Alif only Humairah had to swallow when his eyes saw the husband was kissing his second wife. Beautiful wife works as a doctor from a wealthy family, very far when compared with the fate of the previous Humairah.
"Sorry, I'm interrupting."
The voice of Humairah broke the link of Alif and Aisyah's lips. Both of them turned their heads, Alif looked embarrassed he rubbed his neck that was not itchy.
"Come in, why on the doorstep!" aisyah's orders in an annoyed tone.
Humairah approaching.
"I'm sorry I was just told to deliver this map by Tasya's mother," Humairah said and placed the map on Alif's desk, she glanced at a bra in her husband's chair.
Pain but not being hurt, this is the feeling of Humairah when thinking that Alif and his honey might make love in the office in broad daylight like this or maybe they have finished doing it who knows.
But the woman's bra was believed to be Aisyah's Humairah when her eyes deliberately sought justification for the Aisyah shirt, which appeared to be wearing no bra at this time.
"I'm sorry if I interrupt, it's best if the door of this room is locked, what if anyone sees it," somehow encouraged by what Humairah dared to say this.
"Sorry, we're too excited" Aisyah replied as if showing off the truth that they had made love before Humairah came in.
The woman clung to her husband, as if hiding her breast that was not wearing a bra there. Alif really turned red, he was ashamed of Humairah.
"Darling, it's time for me to go back to the hospital. I'll leave now, we can continue later at home. I love you," said Aisyah as she kissed Alif's lips on purpose, she was really showing off right now in front of her husband's first wife.
The woman then picked up her bra on Alif's chair and passed it to the bathroom.
Alif looked at Humairah awkwardly, but not Humairah.
"Now that I really know my position for you, Alif, I know the boundary between us. I'm sorry I didn't mean to interrupt, I'm going out right now" Humairah said, staring at Alif with her clear eyes, eyes full of disappointment, who wouldn't be jealous if she caught her own husband making out with another woman, a woman far more precious than her, a lucky woman who has the heart of her husband.
*****
It's a novel with the same theme, polygamy.
Again the season yes.. ayok deh read also the work of my onlen mak "Mama Reni" in the story of Zeya and Albirru "red stain marriage" guaranteed onions all each part.