Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife
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"Where are your Umi? Didn't you come?" nadia asked as she looked at the three children sitting at her feet with the other foster children.


Ruby and Bilal looked down, remembering Ain's unlucky fate, while Nafisah still stared innocently at Nadia.


"Umi was brought back by the police, Mother."


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"So, that snake lady managed to pull your wife back to jail?" uncle Harith asked after listening to the story of Ikram. Ikram nodded answering that question. He took a deep breath in order to remove the tightness attached to the heart.


"Smart Yun, she recorded their conversation about child adoption. I was also a little surprised to find out Ain was involved in it. Disappointed actually, but I always remember my promise to Nadia to never divorce her. Maybe this is the destiny I have to live for," lamented Ikram sounding desperate.


A little dislike when Ikram mention the name Nadia. They are jealous even though they are no longer together. However, Harith's uncle endured all the feelings and listened to the grievances of the man beside him.


"Ain is too stupid, and Yuni is cunning. It was a result that he had to bear when he made a decision with high risk, whereas he knew what it would be like. However, it remained that he took that path out of an appetite to make other women feel pain. In fact, what he did was only going to hurt himself." Uncle Harits chimed in.


It rests its back on the back of a garden chair, a sunny day with a convoy of puith clouds decorating the blue sky. Uncle Harith stared at the slow-moving object in the sky.


Ikram did the same with him, looking at the high sky while linking his ten fingers. Breathing repeatedly sounded from his direction. He was sick, and the pain he felt so made his chest tight. Ikram felt stupid, throwing away diamonds just for the sake of maintaining the pebbles.


"I was also a fool, always obeying what he wanted to keep his heart because he had cheated on him. Unknowingly, I took part in hurting Nadia. I don't deserve to be the husband of such a great woman. You seem more responsible than I am. I'm grateful Nadia got a partner who's just as great as you." Ikram looked to his side. He smiled when Uncle Harith glanced at him.


The man in black tuxedo folded his arms around his stomach without lifting himself from the back of the chair. His eyes were back he threw forward. A proud smile was imprinted clearly on her natural red lips.


"of course! I'll never hurt her in my entire life, and as long as I'm still breathing I won't let anyone hurt her. I'll look after him because I don't want to lose a precious diamond that I won't be able to get anywhere"


"Are you sorry?" uncle Harith asked after pausing his words for a moment. He turned to Ikram who was still in his position. Uncle Harith tilted his seat, with one hand he placed on the back of the chair. He also lifted up one leg and let the other dangle. Want to see clearly how the face of the rival.


Ikram smiled wryly, laughing at himself who was so stupid. He looked down for a moment before looking at Uncle Harith who was waiting.


"I'm sorry it's useless right now. I'm sorry, but none of that can change things. He is married to you, and I remain in my folly" said Ikram still laughing at himself.


Uncle Harith let out a sigh of relief, he turned forward.


"Good! You shouldn't expect him anymore because I won't give you any chance of getting close to him again. I also did not allow all your children to approach him. You understand what I mean, don't you? So, never try any way to get back close to him!" uncle Harits warned.


Ikram can only comment on a smile, bitterly felt. Uncle Harits is lucky to have Nadia as his wife.


"What are you going to do in the future? Do you need capital to reopen the business? I can help," said Uncle Harits solemnly.


Ikram lowered his head in shame, greatly embarrassed that the man beside him was even willing to help even though he always considered him an enemy.


"Male don't cry, man! Decide now or not at all!" Uncle Harith patted the shoulder of Ikram who was shaken by his cries. The man still lowered his head yet dared to raise his face.


Uncle Harits sighed, he returned to his focus staring at the guests who had not yet receded.


"Well, I take your silence as an answer." Uncle Harith called someone asking him to come closer.


"Yes, Master!" He bowed when he arrived before his master. Uncle Harits gestured him to wait for a moment.


"Note your account number, he'll take it down" he asked Ikram. Embarrassed he showed his cell phone to Uncle Harits' assistant.


Uncle Harith shook his hand asking his assistant to leave.


"Thank you, sir." Uncle Harist's laughter boomed hearing Ikram call him master.


"Call me plain, man! You're not my job and he's my job. It's natural to call me Sir" refused uncle Harits while patting Ikram on the back.


The man blushed, he scratched his temple misbehaving. Turned the face of Uncle Harits who was still chuckling.


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"So, Umi are you guys back there?" nadia asked after hearing Ruby and Bilal's story. Luckily, no guests were on stage.


Ruby nodded with her head down. Nadia rubbed her head, channeling calmness into her heart.


"It's okay, just pray that Umi you guys will hopefully he can take a lesson from everything that happens! Enjoy your time here. Eat whatever you want to eat" Nadia said with a smile on her lips.


Ruby and everyone on the throne left the bridal venue when Harith's uncle came, followed by invited guests who wanted to congratulate them.


Ikram was still sitting there, alone. He turned his back on the bride's throne too embarrassed to feel face to face with his ex-wife.


"Mother!" I screamed at the two girls who had just arrived. They were Nadia's foster children who were awakened by her efforts.


"Darling! Come here!" The two went on stage after Uncle Harits' guest left.


Nadia hugged the two girls. I am glad they both haven't forgotten it. It was the happy day of everyone except the two people who were sitting curled up in the corner.


Ain was endlessly crying when he saw his three children who were welcomed by Nadia.