Behind Niqab The First Wife I Wasted

Chapter 1 Marrying Two Girls On The Same Day

Degs...

My heart seemed to stop turning, When I saw my husband back with another woman beside him, only 2 hours ago he took me into his palace.

He walked up to me still in kebaya clothes with a hijab and niqab covering part of my face.

I'm Fatima Az-Zahra, I'm happy in the accounting by the man I admired when I was in college, the gentle, handsome-faced man has now officially become my priest.

On the first day of my marriage with her, I was made a hang by her. He brought another woman into the palace who I thought was only me as his queen.

I was stunned staring at such a mismatched couple before me. My face, partially covered by the niqab, was able to cover my pias.

''You can't be proud to belong to the Nugrohojordy family, because you're not the only empress to be queen here, you're the woman I didn't expect her presence, she's Aliana Rasty, my second wife said as she stood right beside me, but her face did not see me for a moment.

The woman seemed to smile with satisfaction seeing my husband exactly our husband was not looking at me at all.

"Darling, I'm tired, we go to our bridal room yuk? " spoilt the woman who became the second wife of the man who had just become my husband as well.

'What does that mean... I'm not the one who wants this wedding, why do I feel like I'm being blamed,'

I wiped my tears, I stared all over this house, Which room should I stay in?

This house is so big, there are many rooms in this house. I took a deep breath, strengthening my heart to endure.

I need to talk to him, if he doesn't want this wedding, why would he ?

My heart ached, my feelings were broken, How could he take another woman who was his second wife on the first day I entered his palace. Destroyed was all my hope, I expected Jannah to be under her tutelage, Will I be able to survive in a palace that also has two empresses, for sure the king will never be fair. Because I knew from the look in his eyes he no longer wanted me in his palace.

I sat on the living room couch, even the suitcase I was carrying was not touched at all, Was it on my first day of marriage that I was this sad?

My sobbing stopped when I heard the voice of Adhan Maghrib, Yes, I tried to get up and look for one of the rooms on the first floor, I can't be careless looking for the room above which must be there is the room of the king and the beloved empress.

There was no maid in this house, I dragged my suitcase, but before I found a room, I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

''Master, I just want to pray, Is there a room or room for me, ?'' ask me to try to strengthen myself, because Maghrib's time is only a short time and I don't want to be late.

''In front of you there is a room, that is your room, "he said without looking at me, I know. He's my husband and I'm his wife, but he's reluctant to see my face. What can I do if my husband doesn't want me.

The girl who used to be called by the call of Fafa also entered the room that had been appointed by her husband.

I want to say that I was Az-Zahra, Fatimah Az-Zahra, her junior sister in college.

After he finished college, I don't know any more, I lost both my parents died in this town and lived with my grandmother in the village. There are many santri, so I get along with them, little by little, I can change my appearance, close the Aurat and now I have a year wearing the niqab.

Destiny brought me into an arranged marriage that I could not resist, My grandmother wanted to see me married before she breathed her last breath, and that has now happened, I got married and I could see my grandmother's smile lying down.

In this spacious room, I opened the niqab that covered my face, I looked at the face he once admired.

Your face is what excites me about my day, keep smiling, and keep your face and heart to me

It used to be the thing that made me smile all the time, but after four years had passed, everything had changed, only I expected a beautiful meeting.

"You're overconfident and hopeful, you're like heaven and earth when you're with him, you see, the man you admire turns out to be the one who breaks your heart to nothing,"

muttered Fafa while looking at him, Then he took out his towel and prayer equipment. She wanted to invite her husband to pray together, but she was afraid. Finally, Fafa prayed alone in his room.

Just as Fafa finished praying, he heard laughter from outside his room.

"Darling, I want diamonds and a honeymoon in Cappadocia, "whimpering my husband's second wife

"Sure, but the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow I still have business, "my husband answered in a soft and loving voice, and then their voices were heard no more, when the door closed.

Tight, this chest feels very tight. I took my cell phone and read the Holy Quran from my cell phone. My mind was calm in the midst of the destruction that ravaged my heart. After a while I put down my phone and also opened the face I was wearing. Since this afternoon my stomach has not filled anything, I ventured to get out of the room and look for something I can eat in the kitchen room. In fact I found nothing but instant noodles.

''Alhamdulillah, There are still Noodles, I muttered then I cooked instant noodles and ate them. I have to be strong for now.

It was only the first day but my heart was broken. After the instant noodles I cooked had run out, I was sitting on the living room sofa, not forgetting I was wearing my hijab and niqab. The word 'Don't want to see my face' is always ringing in my ears.

I played my phone, continued the novel I had left a few days ago.

I am an online novel writer and thank God it can cover the cost of my life and also my Grandma.

Trying to calm my mind so I can focus on continuing my work.

'OK, Fafa. You have to be upbeat, right now you have to hold on for Grandma's sake, ' Bathin Fafa.