Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

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Under the lush shade of the tree, Harith's uncle stood tall. Next to his hand he put it in his pants pocket, and another he just let it go. His eyes looked at the three people who were crouching in front of the two heads.

His third shoulder was up and down along with sobs that sounded softly from their direction. The voices faltered complaining, saying longing, in need of love. Unknowingly, her tears trickled down in memory of the fate of her that her parents had never considered her to exist.

No. .. He's not an orphan. He's a wasted child that his own biological parents don't want. Some of them, but as if unwanted. His life is far from the happy word that should be obtained by all children in his time.

Uncle Harits, must fight alone to be able to get what he wants. Every day witnessed injustice from his own two parents. Only with Sarah and her husband did she get the warmth of a family. Until fate had to separate them because uncle Harits was forced to join the family to move countries.

"You are so lucky, to have felt the warmth of a family even though they are now gone. I ... My parents are still complete, but it's like I never had one."

Uncle Harith took a deep breath, unraveling the tightness in his chest every time he remembered his former life. He decided to leave without them knowing until now, none of them came looking. He doesn't care either.

"Look at you! Your real little girl is fragile, she's willing to pretend to be strong and tough for the sake of her two sisters. It should be like that, called a bond. When the other is weak, the other must be strong to support his spirit"

"I promise you, I will take care of them despite the life at stake. For Nadia .. let me marry her. Honestly, I'm starting to fall in love with her." Uncle Harits smiled even though water welled up in the corner of his eyes.

"Silly!" he murmured while chuckling small. His hand hit the slow growing mango tree beside him standing.

"You're gonna laugh at me, aren't you? I'm this silly one, haha ...." His voice of laughter was heard again. However, it did not disturb the calmness of the three people in front of him.

Remembering the youth when with both parents Nadia. Helping each other, supporting each other and loving each other like brothers. Now, all of that will never come back. All that is only a memory that will always be stored in the memory of the heart as well as the mind.

He stood up straight as his eyes caught the movement of the three of them. Uncle Harith waited, under the mango tree he smiled when he saw Nadia's bead.

"It's over?" he asked while looking carefully at Nadia's tired face. The three of them nodded. Uncle Harith gave way to the three, he stepped in with him like a bodyguard ready to stand by.

"Dude!" uncle Harits complained as his lowered body hit Nadia's back which suddenly stopped.

"Look that way, brother!" nadia's insinuation for a moment he turned around and found Harith's uncle who was rubbing his forehead, "my head is a little dizzy due to hit Big Brother's face." Nadia complains while rubbing the top of her head.

Uncle Harits chuckled feeling funny with Nadia's pouting expression.

"What's wrong? Why did it suddenly stop?" asked uncle Harith looked at Nadia with a sweet knotty smile.

Nadia looked down, she bit her lip while thinking what she was going to talk about.

"Mm.m ...."

"I know, Ruby's problem? Can't you see her sad?" knock uncle Harits out quickly. He smiled as Nadia widened her eyes.

"That means you don't know me yet. I'll always know all the problems that are happening to you." Uncle Harits shrugged his shoulders proudly.

Nadia grumbled annoyedly. He turned around and slowly followed Uncle Harith who was walking beside him.

"I leave everything to you, Nadia. All decisions are in your hands, you have the right to decide. Whether they stay in jail, or they just get released and forget everything. Think of it as a test of life that you have to live," said Harits sage uncle.

She smiled again while Nadia looked up at her. The wink of his mischievous eyes formed a pseudo on both of the woman's cheeks.

He turned, struggling with his heart and mind about what he would decide.

"Think first. You can ask the Powerful for guidance on this matter. Man has no power to respond, but God never sleeps and always knows what happens to His servants. Not so-"

"Ah .. I'm like an ustadz. Haha ...." He rubbed his neck in the wrong manner. His face turned on the bright clouds that were marching. Nadia pensively thought about what Uncle Harith had just said.

"Thank you" he said, smiling at Harith's uncle as they looked up.

Ah ... itching hands want to embrace the body next to him. Uncle Harits clenched it restraining himself from crossing his limits. He put that hand on the nape of the wrong side.

Without them noticing, the other two women were smiling at the adorable behavior of the two people there. The path is like a snail as if it does not want an end.

They got into the car together. Leave homesickness and love for both parents who have left them first.

"Master, someone's looking for you! They forced their way in and waited in the living room" reported Auntie when uncle Harits had just stepped on the terrace.

Another premonition felt, a sense of reluctance so strong controlled his heart. However, it's fine that he will still meet her.

"Good ...." Uncle Harith turned to Nadia and her two younger siblings, "you just take a break to the room. Don't come out again!" It was not a request, but a command that did not want to be denied.

The three nodded, this time they believed every single one of the man's words. Although not directly said it, but from the command and expression logic always contains hidden intent.

Nadia brought Rima and Winda to rest in her room. He wants to talk like a sister.

While Harith's uncle met his guest. With his haughty style, Harits uncle does not cover up who he is.

And in the new house of Nadia's foster children, Mother was busy with accompanying children to play. He was assisted by two of Harith's uncle's men to care for and take care of them all.

In her room, Ruby sat by the window. He held his chin up on the hand he put on the window. Staring at a small fish pond that was deliberately made as a decoration. He fell in his ear the words of Bilal just now. Ruby sighed, she closed her tired eyes. The dilemma, what exactly is his feeling right now? He doesn't know either.