Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Take a Momentary Vacation

The party was over, all the invited guests had returned to their respective residences. At exactly ten o'clock in the evening it's all over. Nadia's meeting with the three children ended.

They returned after the party was disbanded despite having to force, in the end Ikram agreed to also be escorted home uncle Harith.

Tiring night for a pair of people who have just held the official status as husband and wife. Nadia sat at the dresser, looking at two books she had signed by Harith's uncle this afternoon. Her lips formed a smile, haru and happy marriage this time is legally recorded country.

Nadia smiled along with her melted tears, she rubbed them slowly. Her eyes were still focused on the photo of her and Harith's uncle in the book.

He was too late in the novelty until the door opened could not be caught by his ears. Uncle Harith smiled, then frowned while looking at the silent Nadia holding their two marriage books.

The wedding dress is still attached to her body even the makeup has not been cleaned. Everything was still stuck to Nadia's body. This main room will not he himself occupy it, but increased personnel who will become a life bolster for him to hug.

Uncle Harith approached, he stood behind Nadia. Without permission from his wife he hugged Nadia's body and kissed her right cheek. Although she was surprised, Nadia immediately smiled as their beads clashed.

The masculine fragrance coming out from Uncle Harith's body formed a pseudo on Nadia's cheek.

"What do you see?" he asked with a breath that was so warm it hit his cheek.

"Only this, I finally have this," he answered showing Harith's uncle the marriage book. The man's hand rubbed Nadia's head, he also gave a kiss on the woman's crown.

"That means we are married officially in religion and country. The child you will give birth to will be recognized by the state later." Nadia smiled, she kept the book in her dresser drawer. His body turned to face Uncle Harits.

His eyes I stared, tired strokes clearly visible on his face. Her bead begged that Harith's uncle not ask for her rights tonight.

As if understanding, uncle Harits chuckled. He scratched Nadia's nose with anxiety.

"I won't ask for the right tonight, you take it easy. However, it would be better if you quickly take it off. I felt the burden myself. Ask Winda or Rima for help, I'll take a shower." Uncle Harith kissed her forehead before she went into the bathroom.

Winda and Rima came after Nadia sent him a message. The two help Nadia remove everything attached to her body quickly before uncle Harist comes out.

"thank you. Sleep fast you must be tired. The night is late," said Nadia after everything was released.

"Yes, Mother. Enjoy the first night, yeah. We love Mbak," said Rima ended the kiss on Nadia's cheek.

He smiled and nodded. It's not like Rima used to do that, but it's okay. Nadia likes. He nodded as the two women smiled at the doorway before closing it.

Nadia took her pajamas, waiting for Uncle Harits to finish while checking his phone. He didn't touch that flat object all day. There were many congratulations from everyone he knew. Including his boutique officer.

Nadia gave them three days off to be with the family. He also gave bonuses to all employees in addition to their vacation. Possibly, he will focus on developing boutiques and also his expertise in designing fashion.

Nadia looked up when the bathroom door opened. He was struck by a sturdy figure who stepped out without his top clothes. Nadia gulped her stale saliva, a strange rumble that spread across her body. She was not dismissive as the woman who had felt that a hot burning desire within her.

Uncle Harist smiled thinly almost imperceptibly. He was indifferent and just kept passing Nadia.

"Mas! Wait!" Uncle Harist stopped he looked at Nadia who moved closer with her on both knees. His hand groped uncle Harist's chest slowly, the turmoil within the man was unstoppable, his forehead creasingly holding him back.

He caught Nadia's hand and grabbed her.

"What's wrong?" he asked while looking at Nadia with eyebrows played.

"Is this a scar? Why?" nadia asked, her eyes radiating a deep curiosity. Uncle Harits glanced at the sign and gave a small smile.

"Oh .. only a small scar. Signs I was once stupid to compete with my two brothers just to get Father and Mother's attention. It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore. Just the marks," said Uncle Harist, he smiled bitterly as he imagined the incident.

Nadia looked back at the wound, noticing what the scar was.

"What scar is this, Mas?" Nadia returned to her, indeed stood out. Seams like that.

"The injury that almost cost me my life that day. The kitchen knife prick that my second brother did." Nadia hugged Harits uncle's body and kissed the wound.

"Don't continue! I'm afraid to hear it. I'm sorry, "the sergeant tightened the hug on Uncle Harits' body.

The man's lips formed a smile, he returned Nadia's embrace which felt warm on her skin. Smack his head again, happy.

"You want to keep going like this? If this continues, I'm not sure I can hold back," teased Uncle Harith again who made Nadia's eyes widen.

He took off a hug, and left quickly to enter the bathroom. He soaked, a red hue on his cheek to the ear got the deadly temptation of his second husband.

While Harith's uncle approached the mirror, he stared at the scar. It still seems to be a little bit fading though. He also tilted his body to be able to see clearly the back.

Uncle Harist smiled bitterly. He hurried to put on his pajamas and kept the towel in his place. Uncle Harith left the room and stood on the balcony with a cup of coffee that was still puffing smoke.

Uncle Harith smiled as Nadia's figure grew closer. Nadia stood before him looking into the eyes of the man leaning against the balcony railing. He sat on the sofa, then lay down facing the night sky.

Uncle Harith sat down below him, both contemplating what they would do in the future.

"Tomorrow to pack, we go." Nadia glanced at him, she looked at his hand which was held by uncle Harith.

"Where?"

"Anywhere, as long as it's not here. I need peace and I want to enjoy some time with you." He looked and smiled. Uncle Harith put Nadia's hand on her cheek.

"Good." Nadia smiled at her husband's invitation.

"Come, in! The night wind is not good for health." Nadia nodded and entered their room. Sleeps.