Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

The Inner Bond II

In another part of life, in an environment covered in religious knowledge, Nafisah was still whining, crying at Ain for one thing. Ain who was tired, just silenced his youngest child to finish the cry.

He sat down on the chair and watched as Breath stomped its feet on the floor. Do you hear what he wants?

"I want to meet Mommy, Umi! Want to meet Mother! Mother!" he screamed with a high voice. Both eyes closed, cheeks, nose, and eyes reddened with the water that never receded.

His body sitting leaning against the wall sometimes bowed as he called out the word Mother.

"Not now, Nafisah. Next time we'll go there to see your mother, okay?" said Ain patiently. He is anxious to face the time of the tantrum of the baby.

"No want! Want now, it's been a Sunday Umi said later, later. Umi lied! Meet Mommy, Abi!" screams Nafisah again with a whim.

Ain glanced at Ikram who was as frustrated as he was. The man covered his face with one hand, he hissed tiredly. His two jaws clashed against the burning turmoil within the chest.

"You meet Mother! I want to meet Mommy!" Again, the little girl sniffled the sedan. His cries sounded stifling chest made anyone who heard coming feel the pills.

"You're, aren't you, you're at school, baby. Later if our vacation there," said Ain again still calming.

"Now Sunday, Umi. My brother and I are off school. I don't want it later, I want it now," refused Nafisah. The pace of his crying has not subsided, it is becoming more and more.

This past week Nafisah whined to Ain and Ikram to go to Nadia's house. Every day always ask when will go to visit the Mother. Each of them also Ain always answered during school holidays later.

"Sunday is only one day off, if the holidays are later, right, long. You can stay there," sedu Ain again did not give up.

Nafisah did not reply, he continued to cry and raved calling Nadia.

"Dad! Already, later Mommy there sprain, you know. Poor thing!"

******

"Thus .. uhuk!"

"Dear, why else? How, from that moment on coughing? You sick?" asked Uncle Harith on the way home from the tomb.

"Yes, is Mom sick? From the morning the coughing continues?" timpal Winda who was surprised to see Nadia.

"Mbak doesn't know, suddenly sprains himself. Though, not eating anything," replied Nadia with a slightly hoarse voice.

"Drink, Ma'am!" Rima gave Nadia a bottle of mineral water. He bought it on the road.

Nadia received it and gulped it down a few times. He felt relief after the water flowed through his throat.

"Hows it? Is it better?" uncle Harits asked while grabbing and holding Nadia's hand.

"Alhamdulillah, Mother. It's." Already." Uncle Harits smiled after confirming his wife's face.

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"Later if our vacation together there, yes. Now, Adek don't cry anymore. We play, yuk! Same with his son Ustadz Ghofur," continued Bilal again helped calm Nafisah who was still as unwilling.

"Sstt .. don't say that! We can meet Mother whenever we want. Sister promises during the holidays we will stay at Mother's house, how? Right, Umi, Abi?" Bilal asks for the support of his parents.

Ain and Ikram nodded with a smile, proud of his son who did not give up calming his sister.

"But, Brother. What if tomorrow I no longer exist, will not I be able to meet Mother again. I want to see and hug Mother before I go."

The original words spoken without sin jerked everyone who was with him. Can't believe that little boy said a taboo he shouldn't have said.

Bilal hugged his sister, "No one will go. Believe the same brother. Nafisah will be able to meet and hug Mother as she pleases. Don't say that again, don't!" bilal said in his arms.

Tears fell on Ain's cheeks, hearing what his youngest son had said, and what his son had done. It really made Ain feel devastated.

Every person who breathes will feel death. And that is the vision that cannot be avoided living beings in this world.

Idzaa jaa'a ajaluhum laa yasta'khiruuna saa'atan walaa yastaqdimuun.

If their death had come to the time appointed by Allah, it could not have been delayed or brought forward for a second.

Ain turned to Ikram, the man was shocked to hear what his youngest daughter said. Death, sustenance, and soul mate are mysteries.

No one knows his arrival, whenever he comes then, man cannot avoid it. However, despite having heard that sentence, they remained steadfast at the establishment they would bring Nafisah on school holidays later.

"Of course, don't cry! In a moment of school holidays, we can both go there. Now, we play with Laila, yeah. He's waiting for you in the hall" said Bilal again still hugging Nafisah's slightly shaken body.

Nafisah nodded, Bilal unraveled his embrace and invited him to play at the former home of the foundation children first. Ain suddenly sobbed while dropping his head on her husband's shoulder.

Ikram hugged her, calming Ain who was now crying in place of Nafisah.

"Already, Mi. What is Umi crying about?" say Ikram while rubbing Ain's shoulder.

"What if what Nafisah said really happened, Bi? Umi fear .. umi fear, Bi!" said Ain vibrated.

He was suddenly agitated, thinking of the words of Nafisah that struck his heart. Sick, seeing him cry hysterically just because he wanted to meet with Nadia.

"It's God's business, Mi. It is not our business as human beings. We just need to pray and try to be good servants, worship obediently, and trust in Him. Umi should calm Umi's heart, so that Umi's mind will calm down." Ikram hugged Ain's body.

The woman had not been able to stop her crying. For some reason, his heart suddenly felt sad. Though, they're fine. There is never a problem that comes, only a small pebble stumbling block that can be resolved with deliberation.

However, the sadness that his heart felt now, really made the pace of his crying would not stop. Anxious, anxious, afraid, all the fuss in his heart. Gathering together became one made Ain desperate in his life.

Bilal invites Nafisah to play with the boy named Laila. The smile on her tiny lips went nowhere? The breath is quieter today.

"Sister, how does it feel to die? Does pain? I'm scared, Brother. There .... The faceless one smiled at me." Nafisah's hand pointed at a corner beside her house. Right near the room he sleeps in every night.

"There's nothing there. If you're scared, don't look there. Play, so you forget about it. No one knows what it's like to die. Already, yeah. Look, Laila is waiting for you to play" Bilal said, inviting Nafisah to approach Laila.

The little girl complied and followed Bilal to play with his friend. Today is full of mystery.