Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Doctor's Verdict

"Doctor, how's my daughter doing? Is it better?" asked a middle-aged woman in front of the Hospital examination room.

The older doctor heaved a heavy sigh, he himself looked confused how to tell the news about his daughter's condition.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but Miss Nadia's condition is very bad. If in the near future he does not also get a donor, I am worried that his condition will worsen and will shorten his life. We pray that a kindly messenger of God will donate a kidney to him" the doctor replied, patting one of the woman's shoulders to encourage her.

He closed his mouth in disbelief, even though his son was washing blood every two weeks, but still his condition did not improve. She cried after the doctor left her alone.

His daughter is dying, he is on the verge of death. His greatest wish was to get married before the Angel of Death came to pick him up.

Sarah wiped away her tears, easing her tears before venturing into the room where her child was being cared for.

Open the door slowly and close it. He smiled bitterly when he saw the hazel bead of the girl lying on the sickly bed.

"Mommy, why so long? I want to go home quickly, Mah," he lamented spoiledly.

She's Nadia Almira, a twenty-five year old girl. Pioneered a convection factory with Sarah while she was still in high school, and now it has become the largest factory in the city.

Kidney failure was diagnosed three years ago. It's been getting worse the last few months. Doctors recommend to immediately find a donor if Nadia wants to return to normal as before. However, various ways have been done still the helper has not come.

"I'm sorry Mama, son. There was a slight constraint at the factory on the order issue of the Al-Masthur pesantren. You remember, don't you? Ustadz Ikram?" sarah answered with a smile on Nadia. He landed his body on the chair beside Nadia's bed.

The girl met when she heard the name Ustadz Ikram mentioned. For a long time his heart had admired that earthy, handsome figure. Sarah was not ignorant, it was just that whenever the name was mentioned a happy smile rose on her daughter's face. It made his heart happy.

"Did he order another uniform, Mah?" tanyanya enthusiastic. The red hue on her cheeks still left a warm feeling within the pores of her facial skin.

"Yes, Son. He ordered a sports uniform for the little santri in his cottage. He asked you, too. He said, it's been a long time since I met you" said Sarah, growing hope in Nadia's fragile heart.

"really? I want to heal quickly, Mah. I want to quickly get out of this boring room," he said with both pursed lips and a lazy eye-crossing look all over the room.

"You like her?" sarah wants to know the certainty of her son's heart. Nadia threw away the view, between shame and fear of rejection from Sarah.

"Will Mom get angry if I like her?" he asked with a clear view that made his old heart weaken.

"It's not so, but you know, isn't it that Ustadz Ikram already has a wife and three children? Is it okay for you?" ask Sarah carefully. He stroked her daughter's delicate hair and slightly fell out. Her heart grimaced sadly as she found some of Nadia's hair had been pulled out and stuck in her hands.

"I know, Mah, but this love comes by itself. I've turned him down a few times, but he's growing every time he meets. I don't know, Mah. I myself am confused to overcome this feeling, but Mah I do not care if Ustadz Ikram wants to make me his second wife," Nadia said again bluntly told Sarah everything.

The woman's heart rippled, hearing the honest words of her daughter she was filled. How did he persuade Ikram to marry Nadia? Thinking hard looking for a way to grant Nadia's wish.

"You pray that if you are a match, he will come with the permission of the One. Now, take a lot of rest and eat so that you recover quickly and go home quickly, "persuade Sarah again while continuing to smile even though bitterly felt in the heart.

The girl nodded enthusiastically assuring her mother's prayer with vigor.

A few days treated, Nadia was declared better and was allowed to go home.

In the town of Rangkasbitung, a small town of a million memories. Nadia sat on the balcony of her room alone. Enjoying a gentle gust of wind on her thin skin. I don't know what's bothering her at the moment. His distant gaze stared at the sky with all his trinkets.

He smiled as a handsome face shot out from behind the moonlight. Her soothing face made the heart feel peaceful just from looking at her smile alone.

"Mas Ikram if you don't have a wife yet, I would love to be your wife. However, if Mas wants to make me a second wife I would do it. I admire you, Mas," he murmured softly and painfully.

A thirty-five-year-old adult male is married and has three children with his wife. His fashion is handsome and charming, he is also well established with the largest clothing store in the same city as Nadia. He dreams of marrying her.

The sound of coughing disturbed the calm. Making Sarah who was hiding could not see her pale face. Sarah could not bear to see her son suffer at a young age. How many men have been betrothed, but Nadia only saw a Kram.

"I can't bear to see him continue like that. The doctor said he was not long. I want to grant her wish before the death comes. Would Ikram want to if I asked him to be Nadia's husband? I'll try it" murmured Sarah with a firm determination in her heart.

He went to Nadia who was now standing even though her body was shivering with cold. Giving a gentle sweep to his arm while closing brings warmth.

"It's very cold outside, you'd better rest inside. After all it's been very night, not good for your health. You just recovered, baby," Sarah reminded. Nadia complied and went in while lying in the contest. Dreaming about marriage with the man he loved all this time.

The morning came so quickly. Sarah says goodbye to Nadia for a reason she didn't say. Nadia who had been a few days out of the house nodded without asking much. Waiting with a housekeeper who is always loyal to be his friend.

"Where are you going, Bi? Does Aunt know?" asked Nadia while eating her breakfast in the form of sandwich which became her favorite breakfast.

"Auntie doesn't know either, Non. She said I need to see an old friend outside for a minute" said her Aunt.

Heavy breathing is done Nadia in order to unravel the sense of tightness that suddenly whack. He did not know which man Sarah would bring back to be introduced to him. He did not believe himself to be married because of his illness. What if they just refuse and abandon it?

Unlike if Ikram proposed to him, he was a different man than the others. Understand about religion and all******-whimpering. She would not hurt him despite being his second wife.

"I'll go to the room first, Bi!" he left the dining room to the second floor where his room was.

He opened a laptop checking the convection factory financial statements sent by email to him. Her sensual lips formed a smile satisfied with the results obtained by her team.

After checking the report he lay down on the mattress staring at the ceiling of the pink room. The symbol of love and romance that he always wanted. Until unconsciously his eyes slowly close and drift apart from the dreamland's dormitory nature that is not hurt.

"Where's Nadia?" sarah asked her housekeeper as she returned home in the afternoon.

"Non Nadia's in her room, Mom. It was after lunch that Non Nadia went straight to her room," replied Bibi as she bowed politely.

"Oh, yes, I have. Thank you for taking care of my son" Sarah said with a sincere smile on her lips.

"It's my duty, ma'am," said Auntie again.

Sarah looked sparkling though tired clearly imprinted on her face. What is it that he looks so happy? Where exactly did he go?