Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Too Weak Crash

How a ship will sail well, if its captain is weak and helpless.

At the dinner table, simple food served Nadia still feels good when the heart wants to enjoy it. Nadia spent three days with Ikram. Nadia serves Ikram as a wife serves her husband even though her heart still feels sore because of the rules made by Ain, but over time Nadia's heart begins to get used to and can accept everything sincerely.

Two months had passed, Ain remained in his stance and Nadia still relented. His attitude began to differ on Nadia, his views began other than usual.

"Mas, a man is the leader. It should be the leader to be firm and not easily managed by subordinates. Is not it the nature of the leader to organize and obey, unregulated and weak. Can we live without being organized by others?" nadia said gently.

Both of them were sitting behind the house, in a recliner staring at the expanse of stars in the sky with the moon hanging perfectly.

Nadia put her head on the shoulders of Ikram, their fingers adrift mesmerizing last night full of charm.

Ikram also dropped his head on Nadia's head, pecking at her for a long time how much she really loved the girl. However, his feelings for Ain were no less great than his love for Nadia.

"Mas was just afraid that it would hurt her even more, Nadia. He was willing to be pitted even though he had no flaws. He has allowed Mas to marry you even if on burdensome terms. You are patient, yes. We just pray that Ain can sincerely accept you and we can live in harmony"

"Mutual sharpening, mutual compassion, mutual care without mutual gasak, friction, and rub each other. Mas dreamed of it, for now we just do not need to make the wound in Ain's heart more gaping so that he felt excluded when not at all," said Ikram who had paused his speech briefly.

Her other hand caressed Nadia's cheek, feeling cold.

"Yes, Mas. I see," he said, clasping the hand of Ikram on his cheek.

"You're so cold, we just go in and it's almost too late" Ikram gently asked.

Nadia nodded, she went with her husband. In that house, he could do anything to Ikram without any bad taste to the others. There were only the two of them there, nothing else.

The usual night rituals went on as usual. The cream always applies gently when giving touches to Nadia's skin. Arousing turmoil within the woman and demanding to get more.

The long war ended the struggle of the two. Nadia is flabbergasted, tonight it feels different. More so than the nights before.

"Mas!" after Ikram dropped himself on his body.

"Yes, Nadia. You can't not do it. It's okay, isn't it?" sahut Ikram still buried his face on the shoulders of his second wife.

Nadia tightened her arms, happy tears dripping involuntarily. Finally Ikram decided he no longer did 'azl when it comes to him. At least for tonight.

"Thank you, Mum. I'm happy" said Nadia kissed Ikram's shoulder many times.

The long night was a happy night for Nadia. Let it be, even if it's just for tonight. Both of them fell asleep after cleaning themselves.

The sound of cock-crows in tandem with the melodious strains of tarhim awakens both of them from the depths of dreams. Ikram said goodbye to her and she had to be willing to wait until next month to let go of the longing with her husband despite being close, Nadia asked Ikram to keep his words. Not visiting if it's not the time.

"Ruby's? Where is Umi?" ask Ikram when he arrived home after giving a study after dawn to the students.

"Mom shopping to the stall, Abi," he replied. Sunday is a day with family. Ikram planned to take Ain and his children for a short walk. Hopefully Ain will be kind enough to invite Nadia as well.

He sat waiting, a cup of hot coffee served Ruby.

"Abi, why doesn't Mommy ever come home again? Umi gets very bothered every morning," asked Ruby to sit next to Ikram complaining Nadia who never came to visit again.

"Mother is being preoccupied with orphans in the foundation. If you miss just coming to the foundation, this morning Mommy invited the children there to learn to paint," he replied.

"Really, Bi!" pekik Ruby joy. Ikram nodded his head.

Ain came with a sour face attached. Ikram looked at him with furrowed brows. He did not say hello, but went straight to the kitchen with his groceries.

"Shortly, yeah! Abi met Umi first," she told Ruby. Ikram followed Ain to the kitchen. Smiling when he saw his first wife pouting while tidying up the groceries.

"What's wrong? Why is Umi's face pouting like this?" ask Ikram while hugging Ain from behind. Ain slammed the veggies annoyed.

"Lho, what, slammed the vegetables? Is it wrong with this kale is the same Umi? Sampe slammed like that," chirped Ikram tease.

Ain let out a heavy sigh, inhaling a lot of air filled his lungs that felt tight before expressing his irritation.

"The mothers there, Bi suddenly berghibah about Umi. They compared Umi to Nadia. He said this, he said that. Umi's sprain, Abi!" lamented Ain grumbling.

Ikram instead dropped his head on his shoulder, tightening a hug to comfort Ain's irritated heart.

"Since when does Abi's wife care about people's speech? Let them go, don't listen. They have their own judgment even though sometimes wrong, but explaining to them is useless because they will stick to their stance. Understand, honey?" One kiss was flashed on Ain's right cheek.

"Astaghfiullah! O Allah, Umi Khilaf, Bi. Astaghfirullah al - 'adhiim .. astaghfirullah al - 'adhiim!" yelled Ain while rubbing his chest many times.

Ikram took off his embrace and sat down on the chair beside Ain who was standing. He took the envelope out of the pocket he was wearing. Two different envelope thicknesses.

"It's monthly money for Umi" he said, handing out an envelope thicker than the others.

Ain glanced at it and took it. Flipping through the envelope before protesting, "It doesn't feel as thick as yesterday. This one's thinner a few centi." Ain glanced at her smiling husband. In his hand one more envelope he held.

"Yes, now there's Nadia who has to Abi wawali as well. Umi take it easy, Umi has more contents than Nadia's. In here only twenty percent of the money that Abi often gave to Umi, thirty percent for the purposes of santri, and the remaining fifty percent is in the property of Umi," it was obviously the Kram that made Ain sigh.

"Eh, wait! Abi want to give the money to Nadia?" Ikram. Ain took the envelope from Ikram's hand quickly.

"Let's just say that Abi just came home from his house, right? Remember Bi ...!" Ain squinted at her husband.

Hah~

Ikram breathed a sigh. She left the kitchen and sat down with Ruby. Ain checked the contents in the envelope belonging to Nadia, he smiled with satisfaction after seeing the contents.

"It's only natural that he doesn't have dependents. As for me, there are so many needs," he said ending with a long breath from her.

After breakfast he will go to the foundation to give a living from Ikram to Nadia.

"Now, everything must be divided. Patience, Ain ... patience!" He encourages himself.