Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Ustadz ....

Night always comes to bring dreams, spread a thick blanket that hides the complaints of humans. What circumstances are.

Two men were stuck on a bed of prayer, their lips muttering solemnly recitations of prayer. Depend all hope and mind on the Most Perfect Thing.

Uncle Harits twisted his body, facing towards Nadia. He stuck his hand out to her, greeted by a soft, wet touch from her. Nadia lowered her head to hide the all-red stuff on her cheeks.

"Nadia ...." Nadia looked up in response to her husband's call, "mmm .. are you.. hungry aren't you?" Asking shame and doubt. His face looked nervous, sweat popping up on his forehead.

Nadia was dumbstruck, she thought the man in front of her would say what ....

Nadia sighed, she lowered her head for a moment then smiled. He nodded to answer Uncle Harits' question.

"We're looking for food, you have to eat a lot to prepare for the night." His mischievous blink of an eye teased the woman in front of him.

Nadia laughed a little, then changed her face with a veil. The two left the inn looking for a fresh breeze as well as dinner. The atmosphere on the beach is crowded by visitors. Both those who come from outside the area, as well as the locals.

Gazebos line up neatly along the beach, they offer typical food by the sea.

"You must eat a lot tonight, so that you are strong and do not beg for forgiveness. I won't be merciful to you" said Harith's uncle, giving Nadia more food than she did.

"Mmm .. yes, yes. Brother himself has the medicine preparations yet?" Nadia asked back while putting food on her plate.

Uncle Harith who had already bribed the rice, looked up with bulging cheeks. Nadia was not indifferent, she did not even look at uncle Harith continue to choose what fish he wanted to eat. The man chewed quickly the food in his mouth.

"Medicine? You mean what drug? Strong medicine? Heh .. a Harith does not need that. I've been very strong without the help of drugs!" said proud. He continued eating.

Nadia nodded her head with lips that sneered. She looked towards her husband. His gaze was clearly mocking Uncle Harits.

"Not the drug, but the other drugs. For example ... gout medicine, so." He chuckled while closing his mouth as the eyes of the man before him widened.

"What else is that? I really don't need it!" He spoke with his mouth full. Nadia was still laughing, precisely laughing at him.

Uncle Harith squinted at his wife.

"Well .. who knows if I need it. 'Kan, not cool in the middle of the event suddenly waist Mas gout. Auh ... duh .. my waist ..." ridiculed Nadia who again laughed a little. He even held his own waist complete with a grimacing facial expression.

Uncle Harith snorted, he folded his hands together on his stomach staring intently at the still chuckling woman.

"You're mocking your husband, yeah. How dare! Just watch out tonight if you beg me to stop. I won't do it until you're exhausted" he said with a wry smile threatening Nadia. Again the woman chuckled.

"Eat first, Mas. That's a lot, let's be strong." Nadia added rice to Harits uncle's plate. She patted her husband's hand softly and gently.

"Silly!" Uncle Harits shook his head. Feeling silly with their conversation just now. He continued eating before continuing down the beach. The roar of the wind flew the robe that Nadia was wearing.

"If it's this night, the water rises until the sun rises. We can't go to the rocks there." Nadia put her hands on her husband's arm. He leaned his head on the stocky shoulder even though Harith's uncle was old, but his body was very athletic and sturdy. Both are walking on the beach.

"It's okay, we still have plenty of time here" Harits' uncle glanced at Nadia's head before dipping it.

"We just go back, the wind is not good for your body," invited Uncle Harits who was greeted by a headband by Nadia.

"No, hon. Remember the condition of your own body." Nadia according to him followed the wide steps in front of him lazily.

He gasped in surprise when uncle Harith slightly bowed in front of him.

"Good! I'll carry you" he said, patting his own back. Nadia smiled, she slightly jumped up in order to get on the sturdy stage of the man.

Laughter was created from the two of them when uncle Harith brought Nadia running. The atmosphere changed in tension as the two feet stepped on the terrace of the inn where they would spend the night.

"Why is your heart beating? Are you scared?" teased uncle Harits when the beat of Nadia's heart sounded timidly in his ears.

"Down, Mas!" nadia's whine that had been embarrassed because of her nervousness was caught by Harith's uncle. The man chuckled before taking Nadia down.

He quickly blocked Nadia's hand when she was about to leave him. Interestingly, until it falls into the arms. Uncle Harith pulled his hijab, and threw it in any direction. He lifted Nadia's body and carried her lying on the bed.

"Nadia, said ustadz .. before fulfilling it we are circumcised to perform two raka'at sunnah prayers. How's it?" uncle Harits asked, staring at his wife's hazel bead.

Nadia rubbed the thin sideburns of Uncle Harits with a smile.

"Wedlock's sunnah prayer." Nadia.

"Mmm ... then, would you like to pray the two raka'at prayers with me? Well ... in order to be rewarded both. Mandatory and sunnah" said the man who was still on his body. Nadia nodded and the two performed the sunnah prayer in congregation.

He, Harith ... a man who was far from religion before meeting Nadia, can now recite the prayers properly and correctly. He was even able to become a priest. Not in vain for two months of studying religion because the results are clearly visible tonight.

"Nadia, says ustadz, we are also required to recite a prayer before starting." Nadia nodded.

"We read it together" he asked. Uncle Harith nodded his head, and their lips began to murmur reciting the recitation of protection to God.

"Allaahumma jannibnaasy-syaithoona, wa jannibisy-syaithoona maa rozaqtanaa."

That is, "By reciting the name of Allah, O Allah, keep us away from the disturbance of Satan and keep the devil away from the sustenance which You have bestowed upon us."

Uncle Harith could not resist his call of maleness, after reciting the prayer, he clenched Nadia's lips greedy. Long enough until they both ran out of oxygen.

"Mas, hurry up. Just slow down!" pinta Nadia who was a little overwhelmed serving her husband's game. Understandably, he was a rustic widower and never touched women.

Uncle Harits chuckled slightly before returning to a more gentle start. None of Nadia's body parts were missed. Remembering the condition of Nadia's body that had been sick, he did it carefully. Sometimes the rhythm is slow and fast. Playing around in horse races.

Strange sounds began to be heard, Nadia's mouth was unable to not let out a sound even though she bit her own lips. Uncle Harits game is really amazing. Alon-alon is from lunar, he said. Slow down is what matters.

Just twice a game tonight, his mount is too tired to serve the game he gave. Tonight, he should be content to just get here.

Uncle Harith carried Nadia's sweaty body into his arms. The sweat still flooded their bodies. He kissed Nadia's forehead and crown many times.

"Sleep!"