Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

What About Doing Fair?

One day, two days, waiting and waiting non-stop. In the form of longing that continues to accumulate in the heart. The news of certainty did not appear to greet the morning. Even the night passed by together deserted. It causes an unspeakable pain.

"Why can't Mas Ikram's phone be reached from yesterday?" Muttering the woman's mouth, she bit her lips as the sebak gained control of the heart.

On this silent night, the moon even continued to hide behind the clouds. As if I didn't want to be a friend of the stars. Silent night sows cold in the darkness.

Nadia stood by the window, looking at the gray sky. Just as his heart felt tight to resist longing. Two days passed, and there was no word of the solemn Ikram since that day.

He looked down at the flat object in his hand, wiping his screen with a wedding photo. Sweet and warm are full of flowers of happiness, but what is felt now is only silence and emptiness.

No more warm greetings in the morning and night through. The cold air penetrated the skin until it pierced his bones. He clenched his own body against the cold air delivered empty night.

"Why didn't Mas Ikram call me? I tried calling Kak Ain the same, is there a hard signal, huh?" His lips muttered again still glued to the thing in his hand.

Two phone numbers were seen with sadness. He was still standing by the window until the air made his body shiver unstoppably. Nadia closed the window, closing the curtains before moving on to the contest.

Again, trying to stay in the same position. Uncontactable and always out of reach. Nadia clucked irritatedly, she put down the phone before darkening her body with a blanket.

A drop of water comes from the fertilizer. Various bad thoughts came to ambush his heart. He did not know if Ikram really married her because of his own wishes or if there was something else hidden in him.

"Why can't you be contacted, Mom? Don't you want me to bother you?" shaky. He rubbed his eyes, the feeling of being wasted came on suddenly.

"Aragh!" Nadia squeezed her stomach, the pain attacking quickly made her face pale fluently.

"sick! Ma-mamah, please Nadia!" he groaned while gripping the stomach firmly. He pulled his knees up and pressed them against his stomach hoping that his sense of activity would gradually disappear.

"Ma-mom! Ma-mamah!" he muttered again with a heartbreaking tremble. Her tears were mixed with sweat. He felt the nightstand where his phone was located.

Pick it up and find Sarah's contact. With trembling hands, he called his mother.

"Ma-mom! Please Nadia ... sick, Mah!" Nadia shed a cry on Sarah over the phone.

"Quick, Mah!" her door in an increasingly vibrating voice, she placed the phone at random. Nadia wrapped her body with her hands and feet. Cuddling hugging the knees while crying that is getting weaker and weaker. Her lips dried, her lips trembled.

The shivering of the body in the glory shook accompanied by a heartbreaking groaning sound.

"Mah! Mom!" call her hoping Sarah will get there soon and take her to the Hospital.

After a while, Sarah's car roared in front of Nadia's house. The children, who were still not asleep, rushed to the window to see who was coming.

Sarah darted into Nadia's unlocked home.

"He's dead!" He screamed his son's name.

"Mah!" The weak voice of Nadia that could not be heard by Sarah when she heard her mama's voice.

Brak!

Sarah opened Nadia's room door.

"He's dead!" His almost old eyes were perfectly rounded. He ran over, threw the blanket and helped his son to move.

"Mamma! It hurts!" nadia complained while frowning in pain.

"Oh my God, son! Why is this so?" Sarah helps Nadia to leave her room. He took Nadia into the car witnessed by children who stared confusedly at the two people.

"Mother, Mommy want to be taken?"

"Is Mother sick?"

"Why is Mother holding her stomach?"

One by one the children asked the mother who was taking care of them. The middle-aged woman did not know what had happened to Nadia.

"Before a minute, yes, I asked her first" she said, leaving the children and seeing Sarah.

"Mom, Sarah's Mother! Wait!" stop when she sees Sarah opening the car door.

"Yes, Mom, what's wrong?" Sarah held back resentment in the heart because of Nadia's already critical condition.

"That's Nadia why? Sick or what?" he asked, he glanced at Nadia who was sitting in the car while holding her stomach.

"Oh, that's .. yes, the magh is relapsing so, like it. Yes, I did, Mom. Excuse me, assalamu'alaikum!" sarah said quickly. He got into the car and ran it. Take Nadia to the Hospital without telling Ikram or Ain.

That same night, where Nadia was struggling with her pain. Ikram and Ain had just spent time with their youngest daughter by taking a walk in the town of Tasikmalaya after their studies. The last night they were in town, and tomorrow afternoon should be back home.

Ikram sat on a wooden chair inside their inn, while Ain put Nafisah to sleep on a bedless bed. He sat down and looked at the solemn Ikram reading.

"Bi!"

"Have you slept?"

Ain glanced at Nafisah followed by Ikram.

"How are the kids at home?" ask Ikram while folding the book he read and put it on the table.

"They're good, Nadia takes good care of them. At least that's what Ruby said," Ain replied still sitting on the bed.

Ikram get down from the chair and sit on the mattress.

"Mi, why is Umi doing this? Turn off the phone and can't turn it on while we're here" asked Ikram at Ain's request.

The soft-faced woman smiled, she clasped onto Ikram's fingers before speaking, "Because Umi wants to spend three days here with Abi without interruption. Wh why? Does Abi mind doing it? Abi thinking about Nadia? He's fine, that's what the kids say."

Ain looked at the face of her husband who was looking at her. Her smile still gently plugged after saying that. Ikram tightened his grip, he lowered his head while taking a deep breath and exhaling at once.

He saw the face of Ain who was still waiting in silence. He was thinking why Ikram had just asked now the reason for Ain's request yesterday. She felt guilty that she did not tell Nadia for a day.

"Not so, Abi felt that he had ignored Abi's other wife by not telling her anything" Ikram paused. Staring at the ceiling of the room before again dropping the gaze on his first wife.

"What if Abi does justice?"