Second Woman

Second Woman
marahans



Muthia was sculpting, it felt heavy to continue the steps, from her posture, skin color, haircut, and the way she dressed, all were no strangers to Muthia. 'could it be her, and what was there for this place? isn't he in Borneo, assigned there?."


As Muthia's mind was filled with questions about the figure of the man before her, Muthia was startled with a female voice behind her.


"Asalamualaikum...


Why bengong here, let's go in. Neng who called yesterday, right, the empty land next to the mosque al Anwar?" Say hello to mom is friendly.


"Yeah ma'am, that's really me.


The landlord's mother?"


"Yeah, I'm the owner, let's go in. Let's talk inside. Let's neng..."


Muthia followed the steps of the middle-aged woman who claimed to be the owner of the land she was going to buy, and when her steps were about to enter the porch of the house, Muthia was again made to not believe what was currently in front of her.


The man who had once come to propose to her, but Muthia rejected him on the grounds that he was not ready to get married and still wanted to pursue his dream.


Men with a high posture of strapping, yellow skinned Langsat, with dimples add to the impression of the beauty of his face, quite handsome and sweet.


The man smiled when he saw Muthia and it made Muthia go awry, between shame and bad taste, not good because she had once refused his proposal.


"How are you, Muthia? not sure, we will be reunited again, remember me?" The man immediately greeted Muthia kindly and looked familiar.


"Alhamdulillah, Amir also how are you?" Reply Muthia politely, and the woman who claimed to be the landowner, was puzzled by their closeness.


"Loh, you guys know each other already?"


"Yes, Muthia is the woman Amir once told to mamah, the woman Amir once wanted to be a companion, but in fact Amir has not been lucky." It turns out that the middle-aged woman of the landowner is the mother of Muthia's past male.


"Oh ..this is the girl who once made you not want to go out of the room for days because of heartbreak, pantesan lha wong is beautiful like a gini." Reply Amir's mother is friendly.


Muthia was silent and bowed, not knowing what to answer.


"Yah yuk went inside, we continued talking inside.


Please sit down, mom come inside first."


In the living room of Amir and Muthia, each other awkward not knowing where to start a conversation from.


"Where do we live now?"


The voice of Amir's questioning broke the silence between the two.


"I don't live far from here.


And Amir himself, is not he on duty in Kalimantan?"


"I've been redeployed here since a month ago.


Muthia married this guy?"


"Yes, my husband is here." Reply Muthia ordinary.


"How many are you?" Amir asked questions again 


"New one." Muthia replied with a smile and it made Amir's heart ache.


"I heard from mama, Muthia nanyain land that is near the mosque, if you may know what to do, business, home or what?"


"Yes, the plan wants to build a social foundation for orphans."


"Hamdallah, I am happy and willing to be allowed, I want to participate in it."


"I mean Mas Amir, mas Amir wants to participate in the construction, so?" Tanya Muthia did not believe it.


"Yes, even if Muthia allows it."


"Alhamdulillah, insya Alloh mas, as long as the intention is good, insya Alloh ..."


"Alhamdulillah..


Then for the land is not to be thought of, Alhamdulillah it is mine, so mamah yesterday gave news for me to go home because there is a name, and it turns out it is you, what else would be made for the foundation, what else would be made for the foundation, so there is no need for a purchase agreement, I will give the land to build a foundation for children in need, later we take care of the letter so that there are no problems in the future."


"This is really mas, amir sure?" Muthia still did not believe what she heard from the man before her who was still in her calm demeanor.


"Insya Allah is very sure."


"Thank you, thank you." Muthia was very grateful.


"Why did you have a plan?"


"For the construction I leave it to the husband to design, Alhamdulillah the husband supports it."


"Alright, for that matter, I trust you and your husband, for the affairs of funds, God willing I will also help.


May Allah ease and launch this goodwill." 


"Aamiin, thank you mas, may Allah repay all the kindness of Amir doubled."


"Aamiin's." Reply Amir is calm and looks authoritative.


"Well, what's the conversation, what's the conversation?." suddenly his mother Amir appeared with three cups of warm tea and various snacks and did not forget the fried bananas are still hot.


Monggo neng please."


"Thank God, thank you mother."


"Just call Miss Nilam, Mother's name, Nilam.


If you may know, whose name is Eneng?"


"I'm Muthia Ma'am."


"Beautiful name, graceful as its owner."


"Alhamdulillah" Muthia responded with a smile.


"Owh yeah, what, the soil problem is obrolin?" Tanya Bu Nilam continued the conversation.


"Had it been, it turns out the same Muthia wanted to be made to build a foundation for orphans." Amir spoke to answer the mother's question.


"Owh is so, good is that." replied Miss Nilam with a look of admiration directed at Muthia.


"Yes and Amir want to grant it, Amir sure mamah also agree right?" 


"Waaaah, I agree, Thank you."


"Thank you, ma'am, thank you again, thank you." Muthia co-chaired the same mother-daughter chatter as having an amazingly good heart and intentions.


Muthia's phone rang and her father's name was on it, and that meant Aswin called.


"I'm sorry, I want permission to pick up the phone, I have a husband on the phone." Pamit Muthia is polite.


"Owh yes please." replied Miss Nilam was friendly, while Amir just kept quiet with his flat face.


"Asalamualaikum..." Greet Aswin at the end.


"Goddessallm.."


"Mother, where else?"


"Mother again to the place that has the land that you appointed yesterday."


"Loh, he said look at the same father, why mother went alone."


"Yes sorry dad, you think dad is busy, don't have the heart if you have to go back and forth, so you break up to go alone, sorry."


"You're not dad, but next time you can't be bund, you have to say the same dad, what did you ride?"


"Mother take a taxi online."


"Yes, if the business is done soon mother go home yes, later come home from the office, father immediately otw there."


"Yes, dad, good job, don't forget to eat."


"Dear on, when you're home, tell dad."


"Ready."


"Asalamualaikum.."


"Goddessallm.."


"Well, her husband's paying attention to Muthia?" Suddenly, Nilam's voice shocked Muthia.


"Alhamdulillah Ma'am...


Then I beg you to say goodbye first, later insya Alloh will come again with the husband to talk about the next thing."


"May I have a phone number?"


After just silent listening, Amir finally spoke and asked for telephone contact on the grounds of plans for the future construction of the foundation.


"My contact is already in Miss Nilam, I just ask you to."


"All right." Amir replied with a flat expression.


"Then I say goodbye.


Asalamualaikum."


"Maalaikumsallm." Nilam and Amir answered the greetings of Muthia.


They drive Muthia to the front of the fence, Amir had offered Muthia to drive her by car, but Muthia refused him subtly, because it is inappropriate for a wife to be delivered by another man when her husband is not at home.


Amir looked at the car that carried Muthia until it disappeared from his eyes, there was pain that still tormented him, his love was still intact, still the same, still the same, like his hope that still wants to be able to be a female companion.


But is there still that chance? While the woman who awaited, the woman who was loved is now with another man, if only Muthia knew, if until this moment, there was not a woman who could replace her position in the heart of an Amir.


"Although I can't be together and have it, at least now God gives him the opportunity to meet again and open the way to be able to meet often even though it's only about social activities, at least it can treat a little pain in his heart, just look at the smile and happiness of Muthia, for Amir has made him very grateful and happy.


That is why love, wounds can no longer be felt.