Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Sassy

Two men over Harith's uncle were followed by two women of the same age. Behind them a pair of young men and two teenage boys followed. Stepping with pride just as Mom first set foot in the house.

Mother's eyes widened, but not that of Uncle Harith. However, still the tension was clearly imprinted on his handsome face. Nadia felt it, she who stood on the left of her husband grasped the hand of uncle Harith. He glanced, but not with the man. He remained unmoved at the newly arrived group even though his hand joined in tightly grasping Nadia's hand.

The sound of applause echoed from the older man. The smiles of the two men were more like the grin of a wolf preparing to devour its weak prey.

"Wah .. great! It's great!" He still clapped his hands as he continued to step up the terrace. The two women behind them were smiling, cynical. The other four who were with them broke away and headed to the children's society.

The man patted Uncle Harits on the shoulder twice before word after word slid from his mouth.

"My useless sister is now a great person!" He spread out both hands while laughing. Then slammed him and glanced at uncle Harith mockingly.

"Big brother right, this little piece of trash is now already a big man. I'm proud of you, sister!" the second person's timpal giggled his lips.

Uncle Harith raised his hand when he saw the people who served as security moving in unison to secure. They stopped and marched on standby. The two men who were none other than uncle Harits' brother glanced behind their bodies and snorted softly.

"You even have people on standby to help whenever needed." His gaze lifted sneering at the youngest sister in front of him that.

"Do you not want to welcome us? We came all the way to greet our sister and also, hey ...."

Uncle Harith's second brother looked at Nadia, and at once he was speechless for a while. He stepped forward Nadia. Another smile on the hijab-wearing woman. Uncle Harits reacts. He tightened his grip as he caught the tremors in his wife's hand.

"Is this sister-in-law? Pretty much"

Plaque!

"Keep your dirty hands off my wife!" Uncle Harits strongly brushed off the hand of his second brother who was about to touch Nadia's chin.

The woman retreated to the back of her husband's body. Uncle Harith took off his grasp and made his body a shield for Nadia.

"Well ... Even now you've dared to fight us, huh?" he said while holding his hand which was a little sore from uncle Harith's punch.

"Hm ...." Uncle Harist smiled obliquely. He looked at his two brothers.

"I don't even know who you are. I guess you guys weren't on the guest list" she said with a lip.

Both of their wives widened, then squinted as their eyes collided with Nadia's bead. Mother was still standing there waiting for what her two children wanted to do.

"Gee ... Brother! The youngest brother doesn't acknowledge us. My heart is sad," he held his chest as if he felt heartache, but his face was still mocking.

"Just know, he's a big guy now. I feel like I am a great person and have everything. Oh, sister! Do you hate us so much?" he said it was full of drama.

Uncle Harits was unmoved, his demeanor remained calm with a flat face line.

"Come, Brother! Don't you want to hug us?" he said again with both hands stretched out.

Uncle Harits returned smiling, thin and full of threats.

"If you are coming to attend our event, please join them as invited guests. However, if you came just to make a scene, the gate of my house was wide open. You can leave my house on your will or have to with action? Just choose, because it's been a long time since I've moved my hand muscles." Uncle Harith played his fingers until he made a moving vein.

"Please, if you really want to visit your sister, be nice. We can talk inside or if not, you can leave here and let your sister live quietly. That's enough, kid! What you guys did back then, it's made you bad in your sister's eyes. Don't make a fuss, I just want all your kids to get along and love each other." Momat Mom is glazed.

Nadia, who caught the vibrations in her mother-in-law's tone, grabbed her hand and held it. He patted the back of Mom's hand winning it.

"Oh, Mommy! I miss Mom." The first brother hugged Mom, only briefly and immediately released her again. He laughed a little.

"So you ran away from our house and lived here? I'm hiding here apparently," he said, scratching his chin and scanning Mom.

Uncle Harits glanced, wary. He guessed, there was a story between Mother and her two brothers.

"Darling, bring me in!" uncle Harith's word to Nadia.

"But, Mas, what about Mas?" nadia asked unwillingly.

"Don't think of me, come on in!" Nadia complied and brought Mom into the house. The two men laughed.

"You're after Mom and that woman!" Oldest brother uncle Harith ordered the two women behind them to catch up with Mom and Nadia.

The drap!

The movement of the marching people stopped simultaneously stopping the steps of the two women. People in black uniforms lined up blocking the door.

"Nobody can get through that door without my permission!" ketus uncle Harits. His eyes glanced at the two dumbstruck women at the door.

"We just want to say hello to Mom, Harits!" tell one of them.

"They're Mom's daughter-in-law, too, just let them see Mom!" Second brother opens the sound.

The faces of the two stiffened, beginning to hesitate with their hearts and goals coming.

"I'm not the Harith that you guys are as easy to beat as before! So, before I take action, you better get your feet out of my house. You are not welcome in this house!" Uncle Harits pointed at the floor growled.

He took a slow breath, winning his heart. The four people started to get nervous. The faces of the two women had even turned pale.

"Waw .. Did you throw us out? You kicked your own brother out?" Not accept. However, Harith's uncle was unmoved at his stance.

"Give them a way and let them go!" uncle Harith told the men in uniform who were lined up in the courtyard.

"You!" furious second brother pointed at uncle Harits' face.

The line of people split the line, paving the way for them.

"Look at it, Harith! We will remember this humiliation! Just look!" Second brother's hand pointed at his youngest sister's nose.

"I'm looking forward to it!" said uncle Harits slightly leaned on his brother. He smiled defiantly.

"Aragh!"