Madame Me, My Husband

Why?

"Well!!!"

A short sentence buzzed in Intan Nawangsari's ear. Today is the day that her husband married a young woman he chose last time. A simple marriage in the title at the residence of the husband with the closest friends, neighbors, as well as the family of Yuda Anggara and Sinta Kumala.

The blue sea hijab woman smiled bitterly, watching Yuda Anggara greet one by one her relatives were congratulating at the end there. While Sinta lowered her head earlier when she heard the praise from the family of Judah.

Intan scooped up a lot of air. His chest was rumbling strongly now, as if something was squeezing his lungs. Shortness, that was how he felt at this moment.

Intan bowed limp while squeezing his white robe, neutralizing his feelings of jealousy. Out of nowhere, as if there was a magnet he raised his face again. And accidentally his eyes collide directly with the eyes of Judah. She looked longingly at her husband, but Judah looked her eyes out.

I'm sorry, Mom, this is the best for us, I'm sure you must be happy with Sinta.

Three meters away from Intan, Yuda refrained from running towards Intan. He had seen Intan looking at him with a gaze that he could not understand at all.

Since the incident three months ago, Yuda has been disappointed with Intan's decision. At that time he refused firmly Intan's request. But finally Judah was forced to agree after being persuaded by Intan by explaining the arguments in the Quran.

He did not understand, really did not understand, why the woman who had long waded the household with him, asked him to marry again.

Didn't Intan love her anymore, thought Yuda for a moment. Yuda also asked, what is the reason Intan is willing to share a husband with other women. But Intan is silent a thousand languages.

The yellow man was troubled and agitated when he did not get a clear answer from his wife. Had crossed his mind, if his mother or brother treated Intan arbitrarily, but Intan said clearly that his in-laws and brother-in-law were always good to him.

Yuda guessed again, what made Intan ask him to marry. The more he thought about it the more it made him crazy. It's impossible because they didn't have children until now.

It is true that living together for a dozen years, he and Intan have not been blessed with children. But Judah did not dispute this, because marriage is not just about children. Having offspring is a God-given bonus, Judah thought.

Yuda and Intan have also done various ways so that his wife can get pregnant, but until now God has not entrusted children to them. He also explained to Mother and her brother that they are happy with their lives now. They also understood Judah.

"Congratulations Yuda, your young wife is so beautiful, no less beautiful than Intan."

"Yes, that's right, you guys are a very compatible couple Jud, where did you find this angel?"

Reluctant to respond, Yuda only smiled blandly, as much as possible giving his best smile to the invited guests present at his current home.

"Jud, get your wife to talk, just look at it quietly." Wulan, her older brother, nudged Yuda's hand when his younger brother did not invite Sinta to chat earlier. The woman who entered the age of four heads glared at the sister very sharply before moving away from her presence.

Yuda nodded slowly, glancing at Sinta who was still bowed in shame. His breath sounded heavy from his nose. I don't want him to be low.

"Hm."

There was no movement at all, Yuda sighed again. Snarled furiously as the older brother again and again glared at him from a distance.

"Love," call out to Yuda while holding the back of Sinta's hand.

Like an electric shock, Sinta was jolted when the big sturdy hand touched her skin. Reflex, he looked up at the face.

"Iy–a, iy–a," Sinta blurted.

Judah brought his lips closer to Sinta's ears, then said, "Bless your head and show your best smile, Sinta, lest your family misunderstand. I'm your priest now."

Sinta did not immediately answer, being hypnotized by the scent of her husband's body. A fragrant scent emanated instantly from Yuda's body making him in a drunken pity for a moment.

"Are you listening to me?" Yuda repeated the words and looked directly at Sinta's eyes which happened to be now pensive.

Sinta soon realized, like a plain child immediately took the hand of Judah and greeted with reverence. "Yes, yes, my mother."

Suddenly, the twenty-four-year-old young woman made all the human groups in the room laugh out loud. In addition Intan still flinch in place by biting his lower lip.

"Geez, it's funny that Sinta, soon you will get a grandchild from your young daughter-in-law, unlike the woman," Wulan said in the midst of laughter.

Mother Ema just exhaled her breath slowly, seeing Intan holding her chest now.

"Intan, the more you go to the kitchen, help Inem make iced tea, see that the iced tea in the teapot is running out," said the middle-aged woman who has been widowed for decades.

Intan wiped a little bit of water that almost fell in her eye, then turned to look at Mother Ema.

"Mother, I'm a soybean, can only Wulan replace me." Ask him seriously.

"No want! You think I'm your mom?" Wulan stole a glance at Yuda and Sinta who were still talking to each other. He did not want his treatment of Intan to be known to Yuda.

Arriving in the kitchen, Intan immediately approached Bik Inem, asking if there was anything he could help.

The woman who had worked with prominent families in this village for a long time, was so surprised to see the arrival of Intan. "Don't non, let's just bibik, non should just rest, yes" said Bik Inem while taking over the spoon that was in the hand of Intan.

Intan was stunned, commenting on a thin smile when the look in her eyes always reminded her of her late mother.

"Bik, the ice tea in front is gone, Intan help ya," Intan said gently and grabbed the spatula from Inem's bik hand.

Bik Inem sighed. "But Non–"

"Shftt, it's Bik, come on, we have to move fast so that the invited guests don't get thirsty." Intan reviews a thin smile while taking the sugar in the jar.

Meanwhile, in the front room, Yuda circulated his gaze, looking for the existence of the invisible Diamond at all now.

Where's she? Is he in the kitchen?

"Mas, find who?" ask Sinta curiously.

"Em, look for nobody, I'm going to the toilet, wait here." Before hearing Sinta's reply, Yuda paid a moment to pak penghulu and his relatives.

Sinta was about to chase after Yuda but Wulan held her hand down instantly.

"Hi, Sin, I'm grateful, it turns out my sister's choice is very beautiful, I hope we can be good friends, Sinta." Wulan said quickly to make Sinta review a thin smile.

Very good Mbak Wulan, mbak Intan is really lucky to have a husband, sister-in-law and good in-law like them.

"Yes, I want to go inside for a while" concluded Sinta.

Wulan nodded slowly.

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On the other hand, Intan was very surprised when a firm hand coiled his stomach. As fast as lightning he twisted his body while releasing the hand. His eyes widened for a moment when he saw Judah standing before him with a sad look.

"Mas, why is it here?"

Intan moved his head to the right and left, feeling a little relieved because in the kitchen there was no one at all. One minute ago volunteers who helped cook in the kitchen, drove a teapot into the living room.

"Why indeed? Is there a problem? I miss you, Intan, are you satisfied? What else do you want me to do, tell me what else to sacrifice, besides my feelings?" yuda's speech sounded sarcastic in Intan's ears.

"Mas, sorry, I did all this for your happiness."

Judah snorted for a moment, the same answer always came from Intan's lips. He was more and more astonished by Intan's attitude.

"You're really selfish, Intan, my happiness is you, don't blame me, if your attitude can make me turn away." Yuda was bluffing firmly.

"What's wrong, mas, I'm sincere," replied Gentle Diamond.

Yuda starts to ignite then grips Intan's shoulder suddenly. "Did you love me no more, Intan?! What wrong? Why are you playing with my feelings! Don't be like this, Intan, I beg you! I love you, Intan," said Yuda with eyes that began to dew.

"Yes..." Intan bit his lips, holding something from behind his eyeballs to not come out as well.

In a split second, Yuda pulls up Intan's waist then kisses his wife rough. Intan was shocked and rebelled, but his strength was lost to Judah.

Yuda vented all his emotions through the kisses on Intan's lips. He didn't give Intan a chance to breathe. Luckily the atmosphere in the kitchen was very quiet and only the sound of water splashing in the sink was heard. But someone behind the curtains, covered her mouth when she saw her husband was making a friendly fondling.

O God, strengthen your servant, did you not know from the beginning it would be like this.

Sinta drew and exhaled many times, muffling the rumbling in her chest at this moment.

Sinta, that's your husband's first wife, which is perfectly natural. Once again Sinta monologues in the heart.

But not on my wedding day... Without feeling a circle of tears hit both cheeks.