Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Not Like Before

Ikram can only look at the back of his son who is increasingly away and disappeared at the turn of Nadia's house. I don't know, but the house is locked. Let's just say, he'll definitely be back home.

He immediately turned to approach Uncle Harits' car. Ikram gawked into the car through the window. Looking for a figure that from yesterday he wants to meet.

In Ain's position, the woman hugged her two children. Ruby, though not replying, and Nafisah who actually hugged her mother. She was just a little girl who needed a mother. Ain kissed Nafisah's face still with his eyes wet with tears.

"Sir, is he with you? We want to meet for a moment" asked Ikram expectantly. In fact, he had seen the contents of Uncle Harits' car that there was no one in it.

Uncle Harits screeched, he rolled his eyeballs lazily.

"Not that you've seen him, he's not inside, is he?" Uncle Harits raised his eyebrows. Ikram bowed lethargic, how he wanted to meet with Nadia to apologize and thank her. But Nadia was not with them.

Ain turned his head, he approached with Nafisah in his carriage. Ain was just as eager as Ikram, he wanted to apologize to Nadia and also thank her.

"Sir, if he's not with you .. Can you convey our apologies as well as our gratitude for him? We've realised everything, and really regret what we've done. Especially me who has always troubled her life. Please, Mister. Please convey our apologies to her," please Ain't to uncle Harith. Her tears were screeching, the look of regretful eyes was clearly visible in her brown manic.

Uncle Harits sighed, unraveling the emotions. Seeing the earnestness in Ain's bead, Harith's uncle had to budge. He looked at the husband and wife alternately, he also looked at the sad Nafisah and the moody Ruby. Nadia wants them to be happy.

"All right, I'll tell you. You need to know, Nadia has forgiven you. He no longer wants to remember everything that has happened, but sorry .. to meet him, I did not give your permission. Well ... I have the right to determine who may meet her because I am her future husband."

Uncle Harits smiled proudly, more visibly sneering at the taste of the cream. Or offend that man. Uncle Harith knew, in his heart Ikram was still expecting Nadia back to him.

"Well, I have to go home and prepare all for our wedding. Sorry, I won't invite you to our party .. ah, but if I change my mind later, don't forget to come." Uncle Harits smiled again.

He got into the car and took his car leaving the boarding school where Nadia lived under the shadow of the rules of the first wife.

Ikram and Ain also Ruby looked at uncle Harits' passing car.

"Come, in! Umi is kangen with you," asked Ain while embracing Ruby's shoulder. He kissed the face of Nafisah who was in his arms. When Ikram walked beside him, he rubbed his youngest daughter's back full of longing.

Ruby immediately entered the room, she was tired as well as her heart. He dropped himself on the bed, spilling his tears that had paused earlier until his eyes became more and more heavy as time continued to crawl.

Ain also brought Nafisah to his room, he joined the retreat when Nafisah embraced his body. The little girl missed her mother, only her mouth could not say about it.

Ikram back out when he remembered Bilal who was still at Nadia's house. The boy was bowed by hugging both knees. When Ikram approached him, he sat down beside the boy.

He rubbed the boy's head gently. Channeling the love and longing in him for his son.

"You know, Son ...." Pauseing, he threw a glance forward staring at the empty foundation hall leaping over. There was no more hustle and bustle of those poor kids there. No more laughing and joking. There was only silence and silence as well as emptiness like his heart which now felt the silence due to Nadia's departure.

"Umi has realized her mistake, she has changed. Give him a chance to fix everything. If your Mother can forgive and give her a chance, why don't you as her child do that? We can start all over again. The lost happiness first, we gather again little by little."

Ikram turned back to his son. Slowly, the bowed head was raised as well. Ikram smiled as Bilal turned to him.

"As men, we must strongly accept the destiny outlined by Allah SWT because men are created stronger than women. 'Arrijaalu qawwaamuuna 'alan-nisaa' Allah said. The man is the leader of the women. Abi claimed to have failed as a leader, and this is ... Abi doesn't want to happen to Abi's boy. Youunderstand?" Ikram smiled again, his hand rubbed Bilal's head while a slow nod was made by the boy.

"We're going home, Umi's waiting for her son." As Ikram moved, he took Bilal's hand to walk together towards their house.

Ain was waiting in the middle room after putting Nafisah to sleep. He smiled, and hugged his son even though Bilal was silent as a puppet. It's okay, with Bilal not rejecting it Ain already feel grateful.

Ain took Bilal to his room, asking him to take a break while he prepared food. Ain kissed his son's forehead, how happy his three children came back home. Even in the heart, the pain of guilt becomes more powerful and overwhelms all feelings.

"Ruby, Bilal, Breath! Here, baby. We eat together, Umi has cooked your favorite food," call Ain to his three children after finishing the dishes he made.

He arranged the food at the dinner table accompanied by a confused Ikram.

"Mi, where can you get money to buy this much cooking?" tanya Ikram while sitting in his chair.

"Umi took over the laundry of santri children's clothes, Bi. Pretty while waiting for Abi's monthly money to come down, it's okay, right?" sahut Ain's. His attitude this time felt more accepting and steadfast. It really makes the heart of Ikram pain.

"I'm sorry Abi, Mi. Because Abi failed to become a leader, our lives become like this. Forgive Abi," said Ikram regretfully.

Ain smiled, he rubbed his hands gently.

"As husband and wife, we should help each other. Umi has realized all the mistakes of Umi, sorry Umi also because of Umi's selfishness we have to lose everything. If Umi could accept Nadia willingly, maybe our lives would be fine."

Smiling, they learn from everything that happens to them. Forgive each other, accept each other, and complement each other although it will not be the same because the presence of Nadia must leave a trace on the day of Ikram and the children as well herself.