Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Drama

"He knows, Madam. Miss Nadia knew that Mr. Harith already had a wife, but she was no longer there," Bibi quickly interrupted the old woman's sentence.

His head turned, facing Aunt. The veins on the wrinkled face stood out from feeling annoyed.

"Know what, you? You're just a maid here and don't know anything about my son." He moved his index finger in front of Aunt's face. His jaw hardened his eyes glared sharply.

"I know all about my son because I'm his mother. So don't you fucking know!" he continued to accuse Aunt who was flinching in her place standing.

"All I heard was that he said his wife and son were gone. Also since you came to this house, he never talked about his son and wife again even though I had never seen you bring a woman other than Miss Nadia," sahut Bibi remained polite despite the intimidating gaze of the old woman.

"Maybe it was because of this village woman that he did not acknowledge his wife. The actor is like that, right? Destroying people's households just because they want their husbands. Cih ... shameless!" the lips of the woman who was no longer young as she glanced at Nadia through the corner of her eyes.

Nadia took a deep breath, throwing it away slowly. The words that came out of his wrinkled lips reminded him of the life he had just released. She became the second wife of a married man with three children.

"What exactly does the actor want from ruining the household of someone other than his husband and property? Will he be content to see another woman suffer?" Again, the telling sentence was enough to tear Nadia's defense. But he still tried to be calm.

While Winda, relentlessly growling. The clashing of her teeth filled Nadia's ears. The grip of his hand on Nadia's arm was getting stronger. Aunty was just as furious, but she was more able to control herself as Nadia.

"The actor always comes from the lowly like you"

"Sir Nadia is not a lowly person like you mentioned, Madam. Why are the rich and educated always unable to keep the tongue? In fact, they eat from school to college. Shouldn't you be more able to keep your attitude and words than we you would call a lowly person!" The mind can no longer hold back.

The woman laughed, not caring about what Linda said just now. To him, they were only lowly people who did not need to be respected.

"Elakor will still be considered inferior even if he succeeds in becoming the wife of a respected person. He will still be considered despicable because he has become a thorn in the flesh of another's household. There is no place for actors like you to live quietly because what you have is not your real possession" he said in a stern tone that he listened to.

Highlight his sharp eyes raining down on Nadia's bead. Hatred, resentment, suffering, deep disappointment were all evident in the irises of his eyes similar to those of Harith's uncle.

Nadia again inhaled the air as deep as possible, unraveling the tightness that refused to move. Winda said he did not accept his brother was considered a destroyer of other people's households even when he became a second wife, he gave up more than scrambling.

"It seems, you have a personal problem with the person named the actor. It is clearly visible from your eyes that are filled with burning grudges, too. .. There is suffering inside here." Nadia pointed at her own eyes with a faint thin smile in sight.

The face of the haughty woman stiffened again. It was not easy to suppress Nadia as it turned out. Winda smiled as he looked at the tension in the woman.

"If you have a problem with it, then solve it well. Split or survive? Whatever your choice, they will all have risks that you have to bear yourself. Telling me as an actor when you don't know the truth yet." Nadia was silent again, her mouth tightly clenched staring at her interlocutor.

"The most yells the vane. There is an actor who wants to admit himself as an actor. Snatch people's husbands, destroyers of other people's households. You must be the one who caused my son to no longer want to acknowledge his wife" he said, filled with anger in his heart.

"Mrs, please take care of your words! I'm afraid that you won't be able to accept this when you hear your words" Bibi asked as she bowed politely to the woman.

He was getting angry, his eyes looked at the figure of Aunt who had re-enforced her body.

"How could he not accept? I'll warn him before it's all over and he's lost everything because of this actor!" He looked at Nadia again.

"I am"

"Mister?!"

Winda was upset that Nadia always prevented him. He folded his hands and turned away from her. His hand rubbed the already watery eyes. Why does Nadia always give up and just shut up when insulted by people all out like that.

He even remained calm and smiling, not wanting to be ignited which only aggravated the atmosphere.

"Wah ... wah .. someone is doing a drama apparently! I hope I'm not late. I'll sit there and watch." The voice of Uncle Harits that suddenly shocked everyone.

Nadia who had a look, hurriedly threw away the face of the figure of uncle Harits. In his heart he felt deceived by the man. Uncle Harith sat on the sofa, looking at Nadia who was still turning her face away from him sadly. However, her sexy lips remained smiling despite being thin.

"Ha-harith?" call the woman staggered. His arrogance instantly evaporated, gone was replaced by the anxiety and worry that engulfed his heart.

"How are you, son?" He tried to get closer to Uncle Harith. However, when he saw uncle Harith flinching with the radiance of hatred that was in his eyes.

"Continue your drama, Madam! Why quit? I've just arrived and want to see you play a drama here at my house!" uncle Harits said implied the threat from the sentence he issued.

The woman was glued to the spot, she could no longer be arrogant now. Where was the arrogant Madam? Why was there only an old woman standing with her body trembling uneasily.

Uncle Harits dropped a glance at the lowered Nadia. She believes the woman misunderstood her too.

"Darling! Come here, sit beside me!" Uncle Harits patted the sofa beside his body. Ask Nadia who is still down to sit there.

Just trust me .. only me!

Just listen to me.. Don't listen to anyone else's words!

The words of uncle Harith ringed in his ear. Is this what he meant when he said that? There will be many incitements coming from all directions to shake the power of his love.

Slowly Nadia raised her gaze, she looked at uncle Harits who was smiling waiting for her. His hand again patted the empty part beside him sitting down.

Nadia took a deep breath before moving and sat down on the spot that was patted by uncle Harits earlier despite keeping her distance.

"You know, Madam! Who's my future wife?"

Silence, everyone was waiting for what Uncle Harith would say. The woman also huffed. Between hate and curiosity also against the hijab woman.

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Forgive othor akak everything .. because the condition of the body is not stable, so it can not be up as usual. Pray Othor may today be up as usual.