Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Expressing Intention

A calm and peaceful heart, disturbed by the arrival of a news story. A love that grows beautifully, withers away is already inevitable. What plan is God planning?

"How about, Kickram? Is Nak Ikram willing to ask my son? I'm a little old, and before I die I want to see my son get married and hold a grandchild. Please help this old man who's not long in life, son!"

The shadow and pleading voice of the middle-aged woman this afternoon flashed back in Ikram's mind. The man had just finished giving the daily tausiyah to the pilgrims after the isya prayer. He was pensively still inside the mosque, thinking about the offer from the woman about marrying her son.

Ikram's heart did not deny he did admire his daughter for a long time. Without being offered, he plans to propose to Nadia someday.

"How am I supposed to say this to Ain? Will he accept me getting married again? But I have long admired Nadia, she is not only beautiful, but also smart and intelligent. He's independent too, I'll try to talk to him. Bismilbornrahmanirrahim!" murmured Ikram after preparing the heart to express his intentions to Ain his first wife.

He left the mosque with strong intentions. A tension-filled smile was clearly imprinted on his lips. He was even reluctant to answer the greetings of the santri because his heart was restless. Many times he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly to reduce the tension in his heart.

"Why am I so nervous?" Again, he gasped for breath as he stood at the door of his house.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" his greeting was trying to act ordinary so that Ain would not suspect anything before he said it.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam!" Ain opened the door for him. A warm smile and a kiss greeted him affectionately after the woman gently dipped the back of her hand.

"The kids are asleep?" ask Ain who closed the door.

"Already" replied Ain. He knew what Ikram wanted when he asked so. Without waiting for the two to immediately enter the room and perform the ritual husband and wife.

"Mi, Abi wants to talk to Umi about something?" said Ikram after completing his task of giving inner living to Ain.

The woman justifies her position. "Talk, Bi don't hesitate!" he said gently and respectfully as always. Ikram smiled bitterly. He sat down followed by Ain. The two faced each other face to face, Ain waited tensely.

"Umi, Abi would like to apologize before saying this. Please don't hate Abi after Umi hears it, "pinta Ikram while gently grasping both of Ain's hands.

Frowning the woman's forehead heard the ambiguous sentence uttered by Ikram.

"Tell me, Bi. Do not make Umi wait curiously," said Ain impatiently want to hear immediately what Ikram will talk about.

"Mi, Abi loves someone and Abi plans to marry her if Umi agrees. Abi also does not know, why this feeling suddenly grows without Abi knowing. Umi couldn't possibly let Abi get dissolved in sin, could she?" woo the Pledge to Ain in the middle of that silent night.

The woman he called Umi looked shocked, her eyes widened with both lips twitching. His eyes suddenly heated up rippling with a red color about to cry. His petals twitched to hold the water that was rushing down.

"Umi don't worry, Abi will definitely be fair to you. Have we not lived well? Abi just wants to help someone whose life is not long. It just so happens that her mother also asked Abi to marry her son. He wanted to see his son get married before he died. Umi will also get the reward of helping others. So, how's Umi?" she seduced again.

The woman raised her gaze slowly, looking at the face of the man who had been a priest for almost ten years in his life. Wade through the household ark with love without obstacles. Handsome and soothing face of his is always a special attraction to captivate the hearts of women.

"Abi sure just wants to help her? Didn't Abi say he loved her? Then, what about Abi's love for Umi?" ask her with a clear bitter tone.

His brown bead stared at the man in front of the man who had not seen much behavior. He was always humble even though women came and went for blessings. Indeed, her heart did not expect that tonight she would hear her own husband ask her permission to remarry.

"Say, is Umi no longer beautiful? Is Umi no longer attractive in Abi's eyes so Abi wants to marry another woman who may be prettier and younger than Umi?" he said again while sticking his palm on the cheek of the husband.

The man held his wife's warm hand. Closer to the lips and kiss them with love. A never-ending affection she spilled without boredom. Now, he can what if the husband's heart is again captivated by a woman.

"Abi's love for Umi is still the same and will remain the same. What's more, Umi has given Abi three successors who are sholeh and sholehah. How could Abi's love be diminished? There are actually increasing and increasing continuously," he said again really made his heart washed away.

Those wistful eyes scanned with disappointment. Sayu didn't sleep all night. Shaking held back the water that was about to descend from his throne.

"What if all that changes? Abi cares more about her, and forgets Umi? What will be the fate of Umi and the children? Whether he wants to help Umi take care of children considering that sometimes Umi is preoccupied with the affairs of worshipers. If he wants to fight together, then Umi will try to be sincere and accept. However, Abi must remember that Umi's heart is not made of stone. Umi's heart can also feel the same pain as other women's hearts," said the wife with a firm look piercing the same bead with hers.

"God willing he will help Umi take care of the children. She is a Sholehah woman just like Umi, she is willing to help us meet the economic needs of the students in our cottage. So, Umi can be lighter and do not need to think about the problem of kitchen santri anymore, how?" he said he published hope in his wife's heart.

How not? All this time even though he was not so confused with the affairs of the stomach of the santri who must always be filled. Santri is an orphaned child who is left alone by his parents. Care for them patiently without charging anyone a fee. All have been fulfilled from the results of their advanced efforts although sometimes there is a helping hand from pilgrims who sincerely provide assistance in the form of basic materials or money.

"Who exactly is the woman Abi wanted to marry?" tanyanya wants to know. His eyes looked at the man in front seriously.

"Umi also knew him, he was Nadia the owner of a large convection in our city. Her mother came to Abi and proposed to Abi indirectly for her daughter. He says that Nadia has long admired Abi, but Umi must know not only him, Abi also admires him. Abi did not want Abi's admiration to be a sin. How's Umi?" revealed.

Lost his confidence already, Ain imagined the face of Nadia mixed between Indonesia and Arabia. Beautiful big eyes, thick eyebrows instead of paintings, natural dense eyelashes, beautiful body plump, sexy lips seductive, white and clean skin. Don't forget the manic seeds that envy everyone. Very far with him the original descendants of the land of Pasundan.

"Alright, but Abi promised to meet the one condition that Umi gave. Umi will agree that Abi is married to her," she replied firmly.

"Well, Abi can do it!"