Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Events Again

"Thus .. uhuk!" Nadia who was sound asleep, suddenly coughed. An irritating cough so tickles the throat. She got out of bed, and took the drink her husband had prepared on the nightstand.

Nadia glanced at the clock, then looked towards the bed. There's no Harith uncle there.

"Where is Mas Harits at midnight like this?" He muttered as he stepped out of the room. The first room she went to was her husband's office.

However, his steps came to a halt when he saw a shadow figure in a black dress flashed across the first floor. He staggered, heading for a room. Nadia was curious, she wanted to know who and what had just passed on the first floor of her house.

The lights of the house are turned off, making his vision reduced. He could not see the shadow clearly.

One step of his foot began to tread on the steps, two steps, three steps. Then ....

"Darling? Why are you here so late at night like this?" A pair of hands coiled around his bulging stomach. Nadia was in her place. He looked to the side, the opportunity was not wasted by the man who held him. He quickly grabbed his wife's lips, took a sip for a moment.

"Mass-out"

"What's wrong?" repeat uncle Harith asked as Nadia paused her speech.

"Anu .. That, someone passed under there wearing a black robe. I just want to make sure." Nadia pointed downstairs where her eyes had just caught a passing shadow.

"You sure?" He nodded surely when Uncle Harith's eyes doubted his description.

"Walk behind me!" He clasped his wife's hand and descended the stairs slowly. Walking almost without sound. The silence of the night, only heard the roar of their breath.

"Which way?" uncle Harith whispered after their feet treaded on the first floor. Nadia did not say, she pointed to the direction where the shadow was going.

Living room.

"Related?" Nadia nodded again. Uncle Harits began to step again near the living room not far from Mother's room. Not forgetting he turned on the lights first before creeping into the room.

"There's nothing here, maybe your eyes are wrong, baby, because they just woke up. Let's just go back, yeah. Morning is long coming." Uncle Harits grabbed Nadia's body who was still curious about what she saw.

His legs refused to leave the living room.

"But, Mas-"

"There's nothing here, honey. Let's just go back, yeah. Tomorrow we'll find out again." Uncle Harith rejected Nadia's whining. He took his wife's body back to their room.

Nadia resigned for tonight, it's okay even though curiosity makes her half dead curious. Over and over again he breathed out to unravel the strange taste in his chest. However, still, his curiosity was reluctant to go away.

On the bed, she could not close her eyes even in the warm embrace of her husband.

Who was the figure I saw earlier? There's no way I'm seeing wrong. I clearly saw him walking into the living room.

His heart still thought about the shadow. If it's a ghost, it doesn't matter. He himself knew humans coexisted with them in different worlds.

"Sleep, baby. Don't think, maybe it's the shadow of people passing outside who are exposed to light rays. It could be, right?" Uncle Harits muttered as he felt Nadia's uneasiness.

Also true. For that night, let him consider it that way.

It was just a shadow of the person from the outside, Nadia. He gave positive suggestions to himself. Trying to calm down and sleep in a dreamland.

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"Mas, aren't you at the office today?" nadia asked when she saw her husband who went back into the blanket after setting up dawn prayers.

"Cold, baby. Mas today do not enter the office, want to be at home just accompany you all day," he said from inside the blanket.

Nadia shakes. "Do I want to make you some coffee?" his bargain tried to stir up the wishes of Uncle Harits. He sat on the edge of the bed, combing his hair that was still slightly damp.

Uncle Harith's hand crept, clutching Nadia's waist.

"You're fat, baby, but I like it. Sexy. I don't want coffee" he said, giving a kiss on the back of Nadia's body.

Uncle Harith's hand rubbed Nadia's stomach that was getting bigger.

"Hey, he's moving!" screeched uncle Harith with a twinkle in his radiating eyes. Nadia smiled, she rubbed her husband's hair that placed the cheek on her stomach.

"He's in active time, Mom. Seven months the baby will be active. I see, my skin pokes like that. This is what it's like to be a pregnant woman, I remember Mom. Mamah fought alone at the peak of her pregnancy." Nadia shrank the water that bathed the corner of her eyes.

That's why heaven is under Mom's feet. The nine-month struggle to conceive is not an easy one. There are many phases to go through to reach the top. It just contains, not to mention giving birth which people say bet lives for the sake of the baby.

"It's Mamah's destiny. You will not suffer the same fate as Mama. I will accompany you when our child is born," comforted uncle Harits while peeping part of the skin of Nadia's stomach.

Nadia smiled, she believed because all this time Harith's uncle was always there when he needed. Even though Nadia wanted strange things during her pregnancy, Harits uncle always tried to make things happen while she could of course.

"Mamah and Papah must be happy where they are today to see this spoiled child soon to be a mother." Uncle Harits looked up as he said that. Nadia nodded, but the tears from her eyes could not stand.

Uncle Harith sat down.

"I hope these are happy tears, not the sadness you are craving. I'd be so guilty if you were still crying because you were sad." Uncle Harith cupped Nadia with both hands.

Fired those beautiful eyes when Nadia nodded while closed. Unable to withstand the turmoil, uncle Harith did not stop there. He smacked Nadia's lips that were getting deeper and deeper.

"Mas!" Nadia took off the pagutan suddenly as the hubbub on the first floor caught her dark senses. They looked at each other asking the same question. What's this morning like a storm?

"Maybe the figure of last night was true" guessed Nadia recalled the shadow she saw last night.

Uncle Harits fell silent, thinking for a while. He looked at Nadia, the woman still looking at him enthusiastically. As if convinced that the commotion downstairs was due to the last night's shadow he saw.

"It must be because of that, Mommy. We're down!" Uncle Harith blocked Nadia's hand, he shook his head when his wife's hazel bead pointed at him.

"Wait a minute! Don't go anywhere. I'll see it first!" he said as he threw the blanket over his body. He put on his sandals and rushed out of the room.

Nadia waited, she knew what her husband was doing for her good as well.

Nadia picks up her phone, trying to contact Winda or Rima. However, the two girls did not even pick up the phone. The curiosity that he buried last night regrouped in his heart.

He couldn't wait, Nadia bit her lip. Considering the desire to get out of bed. However, the other side of his heart forbids and always reminds him of Uncle Harith's ban.

The room itself in the room. However, the curiosity in his heart managed to defeat Nadia's obedient nature. He got out of bed and slowly walked to the door.

"Hmm ... start recalcitrant, yes!" Nadia showed a row of her teeth white clean when uncle Harits himself opened the door of the room.

"I'm curious, Mas. What's downstairs?" tanyanya while approaching uncle Harits who is still flinching in the doorway.

"You want to know?" He nodded with an adorable face, "you will definitely be surprised," he continued, holding Nadia's hand to go down the second floor together.

"Why so many people, Mom?" tanyanya was confused when she saw the neighbors who went back and forth in and out of her house.

"Later you know" he said in secret. Nadia held back her curiosity until a neighbor rebuked her.

"Here comes our bride. Wow ... It seems that you and your baby are healthy, Madam. May it be healthy always until the time for the baby to come out."

"Amijin!"

The words containing the prayer were secured by Nadia and Harith's uncle. However, he was still confused by the state of his home. Alternately, Nadia's neighbors greeted and prayed for her.

"Mother? What is this show? Why are all the neighbors coming to our house?" nadia asked in astonishment as she looked at the approaching Mother.

"Lho, Harits didn't tell you? It's, right, your seven-monthly pregnancy, baby. Mother deliberately invited the neighbors to just eat at home. Later in the night followed by ustadz who will lead dhikr," explained Mother with a face of sumringah that is not covered.

"Maa is Allah. Thank you very much, Mom. I didn't know there was still an event like this. In fact, we've been four months ago." Nadia smiled, she did not deny her heart also felt happy to see the radiant face of Mother.