Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Meeting an Ex

Uncle Harith gulped at Nadia who was so greedy to eat the water guava he had just picked earlier even though it was only poked with salt pounded original with chili.

He should be proud even though his body trembles, but he is able to pick some guava fruit that he can reach. His determination heats up when he hears Nadia's mocking laughter as she calls Mom in a quivering voice wanting to cry.

The mother who was watching from afar, only commented a smile. Both of them seem happy, uncle Harits happy because he has realized his wife's wishes, and Nadia happy because she got what she wanted.

"Will you try?" She gave a piece of guava to her husband.

Uncle Harith hesitated, between curious about the taste and also the achem that had spread on his tongue.

"What's delicious? Not sour?" her shifting question sat closer to Nadia. The two men sat on the terrace.

"Enak, really. There's sweetness. Try, me!" nadia moved her hand in front of Uncle Harith.

The man's eyes scanned the fruit in his wife's hands, as well as the face of the woman he loved. Slowly opened his mouth, but he clenched it again. Screaming scared of sour taste.

Nadia grumbled, she bit the tip of the fruit slightly and inched closer to her husband. His hand pointed at the fruit in the mouth while playing his naughty eyebrows. Uncle Harith understood, he bit the other end bit by bit until it ended up on Nadia's lips which became****** lightly.

Uncle Harith restrained the nape of his wife and deepened the kiss. Nadia turns her head before enjoying. Pairs of small eyes stared at them in bewilderment.

"Father and Mother kissed" said one of the children. Those who were about to play in the courtyard of the house, paled when they found a rare sight in front of them.

"God!" Mother Deheman's voice made Uncle Harits take off the pagutan. Both of them were embarrassed and threw their faces away.

"Look over there! Your kids saw what you were doing. If you want to do that, just in the room," remember Mom while pointing to the children's association behind the flower trees.

They all came out with rows of teeth as Nadia and Harith's uncle looked towards them.

"You guys peeking?" peekik Nadia shy. The hue on his face turned red. His eyes also widened.

"Sorry, Mother. We accidentally peeked. We want to play here, but it's not so because of seeing Mommy and Dad ...."

"Even, enough! You can play," said Mother snatching their words quickly.

"Thank you, Grandma." They run to a normal place to play. Nadia sighed, embarrassed. He hit Uncle Harits' hand slowly.

"Mas, hell ... naughty! They see, don't they." Nadia grumbling. Uncle Harits chuckled.

"You naughty ones, lure Mas to do that, but it's sweet to do it like that. Again, aaa ...." Uncle Harith opened his mouth again.

Nadia snorted, she glanced at the salt. Poking it a little, its ignorant nature appears. She put the salt in her husband's mouth.

"Ah .. salty!" Uncle Harith spat many times, salty and spicy fused in his tongue. Nadia laughed happily at her husband.

Ah ... annoyed to be bullied, uncle Harith moved. He stood up and suddenly lifted Nadia's body carrying her to their room. The woman thrashed to ask to be released. Uncle Harith pranks his wife. Playing horses.

*****

"Mom, tell me first. I'll take Nadia to the gynecologist to confirm her gestational age" said Harith's uncle to Mother who was talking to Auntie.

He plopped down near Mom sitting down, waiting for the unfinished Nadia to prepare.

"Do you feel different?" ask Mom while rubbing her child's shoulder. Uncle Harits turned his head and nodded faintly.

"You'll see a bigger difference later for the future. For that, prepare your heart, son," asked Mother who returned to be taken by uncle Harits.

The man moved when he saw Nadia coming down the stairs slowly.

"We're saying goodbye, Mom." Nadia greeted Mom and Aunt, followed by Uncle Harith though with trembling hands. This was the first time he had kissed the old woman's hand.

The moved mother even kept looking at her hand that Uncle Harith had just kissed.

"Mas, take your mother. You didn't see the road you were rich in pain. That was, right, Mom fell hard, Mas. Afraid of why," asked Nadia just before she entered the car, remembering the mother who walked tired.

Uncle Harith did not say, he rushed back inside and took Mom to the hospital. Nadia sat in the back seat with Mother and uncle Harith acting as the driver.

Nadia grabbed Mom, and helped her sit in the waiting chair. He enlisted with uncle Harith.

"Come, ma'am, there's no need to queue. Mas Harits used his name to get immediate action." She glanced at her husband.

However, even though not so still the big name Nadia will make the hospital do that.

Mother, according to her, went into a room accompanied by Nadia. A series of examinations are performed by a doctor. Luckily, nothing happened to Mom. Just gout because his hip bone hit the floor earlier.

"Luckily, I'm fine, try to get to why .. nyesel you, Mas," Nadia murmured as she walked out of the doctor's office. Uncle Harits scratched his nape. He nodded slowly to himself.

They're heading to the obstetrician's room. Mom's waiting outside. Uncle Harits unblinkingly stared at the monitor screen hanging in front of them.

"Look! Still as big as sprout seeds, the gestational age of the Lady has just stepped on the second week. Naturally, if you often experience nausea and vomiting. It is common for pregnant women in the first trimester." The doctor smiled as he finished the examination.

They sit at the doctor's desk to listen to the discourses about what to do and what to ban.

"I will give vitamins to the Mistress to drink every day. Please redeem in the pharmacy." The doctor gave her a piece of paper that read her hand.

"Thank you, Doctor." Both went out and went to the pharmacy.

"Mas, I'm the same Mom just wait outside, yes," said Nadia. Uncle Harits nodded his head and let the two out first. Sit in a chair waiting for Uncle Harits to finish.

The man patiently waited for the call, he folded both hands on the stomach. Saturated also queue up like this, but it was Nadia's request and she had to comply.

He grew lazy when the names of his mother and wife were called.

"I'm sorry, sir. You have to come in line like that," said the nurse was not tasty. Uncle Harits did not respond, he just smiled and left after getting the medicine.

An unblinking woman stared at the figure of uncle Harits who was walking from the pharmaceutical section.

"Ha-harith!"