Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Origin Celotech

"Mother, do you want to stay over? Accompany me here?" ruby asked with a twinkle of hope clearly visible in her eyes.

"Honey, right, there are Umi and Abi who will accompany you here," Sambar Ain quickly before Nadia can answer.

The beautiful woman smiled, it was fine for her. Most importantly now, Ruby was already fine.

"It's okay, Mommy will stay at the hotel only. Tomorrow morning Mother will return here," said Nadia while rubbing Ruby's cheek gently.

"You want to spend the night with ajnabi man (foreign)? Is this your real behavior, Nadia?" ketus Ikram with bead seeds that are about to jump out of place.

Uncle Harits shook his head. Idiotically. That is his assessment of the Ikram. Nadia remained calm as before, not wanting to be carried away by the emotions of the two people who wanted her greedy alive.

"What's the matter, Mom? 'Kan, it's no longer my business. Who do I want to stay with, Mas do not need to be responsible anymore" said Nadia ketus. Ruby smiled hearing that, she knew it was only to bully Ikram. There is no way Nadia does that, she knows who and how Nadia is.

All this time he had only been silent when being bullied, then if the current fight was the right thing. After all, Nadia no longer had any relationship with her brother.

Ikram can't say, right. Whatever Nadia does now is none of her business. It's just that, he still has jealousy in his heart when he imagines Nadia should be with other men. He does not want.

"Darling, old lady, yes. Enough rest," said Nadia peeked at Ruby's forehead before approaching Harits uncle.

"Come, Brother!" Nadia invites Uncle Harits to leave Ruby's room. He waved at Ruby as his eyes clashed.

"We want to come with Mother!" bilal and Nafisah cried out before Nadia reached the door.

"Bill! The breath! Where are you guys going? You guys stay here with Umi," Ain's fierce.

"Sorry, Brother. All I know is that children are not allowed to stay in the hospital. Let them come with me" said Nadia softly.

Both of his hands were embracing their bodies while smiling. Ain looked increasingly displeased.

"They're going home with Mom" he said.

"Have left it," said Ikram indifferently.

Nadia goes with them, she will take Mom first to the foundation and visit her foster children there.

"Waw ... Big Brother's car, cool!" bilal exclaimed as soon as he saw the car belonging to uncle Harits that they were going to ride.

"Of course!" said arrogant.

Nadia amused herself, it feels inappropriate aged men seem to be called Big Brother by small children.

"Remember your age, brother!" he said while chuckling. Then, get in the car with the others. He just chuckles without even caring.

The car drove smoothly on the streets of the small town. Passing through sharing a kind of scenery. Pesawahan, plantation, even forestry. Uncle Harits was amazed by the coolness of the small town.

"It's just right for you to feel at home here, it turns out the place is still cool and beautiful" said uncle Harits while breathing the countryside air that refreshes his lungs.

"Indeed, Big Brother's lungs become fresh if you stay here, and surely Brother will be more comfortable after seeing tourist attractions in this city," said Nadia who justified Bilal and Nafisah.

Uncle Harits looked enthusiastically, he was a person who likes to travel especially to tourist attractions that are served by nature.

"Wah ... It looks like I'm going to make plans for a honeymoon in this city" said Harits' uncle.

"Honeymoon?" repeat Nadia, Bilal and Nafisah in unison.

"Will Brother get married? Who's candidate?" nadia asked with a smile that mocked Uncle Harits.

The man laughed a little. He turned his head, looking at the waiting Nadia bead.

"Mother?" Bilal and Nafisah frowned their little confused foreheads.

"Me?" Nadia pointed at her nose.

"Yes, you. Who else if not you?" Uncle Harits turned the street. The tall trees rise, giving a cool impression along the road to the Al-Masthur boarding school.

"Do not origin! An uncle can marry his nephew. Brother is my guardian, Papah's successor. The law is forbidden," said Nadia while hitting uncle Harith's arm slowly.

He asks for the support of both the child behind and also the mother. They compactly nodded.

Uncle Harith laughed, but did not reply. He just shrugged his shoulders indifferently. No more talking, all silenced and only the chattering of the two children was heard.

"What's there?" Harith's uncle's hand pointed at the pesantren's gate that looked worn out. It was as dark and silent as no occupants.

"really. Why so quiet?" muttered Nadia usually will be seen the foundation children who play near the gate.

"Yes, Mother. Children have rarely played outside since Nadia's mother left the house" she said.

Uncle Harits just silently listened. And Nadia, something's making her anxious. How are the foster children. Mother was restless, her lies will be revealed about her foster children who were abandoned.

Mang Sarif opened the gate as soon as Mother showed herself. He let the car enter the pesantren yard and continued to enter the gate of the foundation.

Not only did Mang Sarif not blink staring at uncle Harits' car, but all the santri and ustadz who happened to be gathered in the mosque also continued to look around wanting to know who was in the car.

Nadia came out slowly, she breathed the air that was there. The same air he used to live in. Nadia, smile. He spread his gaze around and gave a small nod when he found that pairs of eyes were watching him.

Nadia waved her hand as all the children inside the house peeked at her.

"Mother!" yell at one of them.

"Mother!"

"Mother home!"

They rushed out and surrounded Nadia. Missing already the figure was swallowed by his foster children. Some were crying happily, some were clinging tightly to his body. They all miss that figure.

"Mother, did you bring food? We were hungry" asked one of them after long enough to hug Nadia. Nadia was stunned, she took off a hug and stared one by one at the face.

Nadia gulped, I don't know what she was feeling right now. Between the pain of seeing their unkempt condition and being disappointed that no one noticed them.

"Here, I brought you good food! Come on, let's eat!" exclaimed uncle Harits who was carried away by the situation to want to tempt them.

"Dad?" All the children were amazed by it. Including Bilal and Nafisah.

"Yes ... Daddy's? That's your Mother, and this is your Father. What wrong?" cetus uncle Harith without sin.

Nadia smiled, who initially felt sad because of their condition, but hearing uncle Harits's original speech made her smile again.

"Mother!" That gaze asked for an answer from Harits uncle's statement earlier.

"Have called him Dad, otherwise you will be bitten. Quick, take the food and eat together," said Nadia again as she moved from her seat.

The children took the food that uncle Harith brought. Luckily, on the road, they bought food. Rice and side dishes, there are also snacks and drinks.

Uncle Harith and Mother sat on a chair watching Nadia surrounded by all her foster children. He is so attentive and loving. Uncle Harits was getting more and more amazed at him. He smiled, what else when he heard Mother's story about all that Nadia did for the poor children