Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

There's Always a Secret

Human needs are never ending, always appearing and increasing. After returning from the park, Nadia was still thinking about Bella whom she met in the park this afternoon. 

What mistake did Bella make until she had to get such a punishment. Breathing repeatedly he let out. Stop thinking about it, Nadia! His heart kept warning him not to think about Bella. 

However, still, his mind was crammed by that figure of a woman without one hand. 

"What's wrong? What are you thinking?" Uncle Harits hugged his waist from behind. Pecking Nadia's shoulder that is not covered with hijab. 

Nadia bit her fingernails, wondering if she needed to ask her husband about Bella. It felt like he had asked dozens of times and the answer was still, do not think about unnecessary things. 

Nadia took a deep breath, she turned to face her husband and wrapped her arms around his neck. 

"There's nothing. I was just thinking how about we go on vacation. Hasn't Mas's job been completed? And tomorrow is Sunday. No need to be far, we just go to the villa to bring Zahira," said Nadia. Maybe with a vacation curiosity about Bella he can forget. 

Uncle Harith took a look at his wife's hazel bead, looking for something the woman had hidden from him. But there's nothing there. Just purely an invitation because of saturation alone. 

"All right, we're leaving tonight. Don't forget to bring a thick jacket and thick blanket for our child" said uncle Harits while pinching Nadia's nose with two fingers. 

"Ready!" he said while demonstrating a style of respect as his readiness. 

"Eitz!" Uncle Harith restrained Nadia's body as she was about to release it. Showing what's left of him. 

Nadia chuckled before landing a kiss on her husband's cheek and lips. He left Harith's uncle and prepared all the necessities he would bring. 

After dinner they prepare to leave. Three with their children. This is the first time Zahira has been invited to take a vacation. The baby was sleeping on his mother's lap. Wrapped in a thick blanket and getting warmer are in the arms of the host. 

Quite a long distance to go, but because the road is quiet their vehicles arrive faster at the villa. Welcomed by the villa workers, they were led to the master room which had been cleaned first. 

"He's so good?" chirp uncle Harits while glancing at Zahira who was laid Nadia on her own bed. The baby fell asleep the whole way, he was not disturbed at all.

"Maybe she knows that she is being invited on vacation" muttered Nadia disputing her husband's remarks.

Uncle Harith lay down on the bed, he patted the empty part next to him asking Nadia to join him to relax as well.

"I wash my face first, Mom. It felt sticky," he said as he stepped into the bathroom washing his face.

The man clucked, he tilted his body against the cot. Chalking abstract writings that do not know what the reading. Only his own heart knows.

Nadia smiled, she approached the bed, climbed it up and held the body that was turned back warmly. The brief kisses she left on her husband's upper arm.

Without warning, the man pulled Nadia's body and brought her before the body. Wrestling jokingly, laughing happily until it ended in a heated struggle between them even though it had to be delayed several times because of Zahira who woke up.

The sunlight penetrated through the gap of the curtain of the main room. The two men were still in the blanket. It seems, the struggle between them lasted until before dawn and unconsciously slept until the sun slightly moved.

"Mmm .. yes, dear," he murmured softly. He opened his eyes at once, looking at the dawn on the window already.

"Astaghfiullah! Mas, wake up, Mas! Misadventures. O Allah. Mas, wake!" Panicked. Nadia shook the body of her husband who was also still at home in dreamland.

Zahira's cries added to the panic. Nadia approached her cot, giving the child a toy to calm down.

"Wait here, yeah, baby. Mommy wants to take a shower first" said Nadia before entering the bathroom followed by uncle Harits who also wanted to clean himself.

Busy in the morning due to waking up too late. Luckily Zahira was busy playing with his toys until they finished with the obligation even though late.

The two chuckled considering that waking up was immediately greeted by panic. They came out of the room after Zahira was neat and fragrant. Head to the breakfast table before touring the rubber plantation.

"Mas, it's harvest today, huh?" nadia asked while watching the plantation employees who were taking the frozen latex from the tapping bowls.

"Yes, they check every day. If a lot will be taken, then make a new one and collect it again," replied Uncle Harits while pushing the baby carriage Zahira. Some employees bowed when they came across them. Greeting their boss kindly.

"Workers here are friendly, huh, Mas?" Nadia glanced at her husband with a smile. The man simply nodded, his eyes scanning around looking for the two figures that were always troublemaking in the place.

Before long there was a noise not far from them, a fight between the foreman and the worker that sounded fierce. Nadia glanced at her husband, the man flinching for a while before inviting Nadia to turn away from the place.

"Lho's? Why take me away, Mom? We have to finish their fight, Mas," said Nadia who was shocked because uncle Harits pulled her hand quickly.

"Turn the Madam to a place of rest!" he told a female worker. He bowed politely accepting the duty of his master.

"I don't want to!" nadia keukeuh.

"Darling, you have to go with him, yeah. They will settle their quarrel. We do not want you and our children to be the target of their anger. So, go with him and wait for Mas there," asked uncle Harith again gently.

Finally, citing the safety of the baby, Nadia followed the worker to a place like a hut. A meeting place when a business associate comes to him

He took Zahira from the baby carriage and let her play on her own mat.

"What is the frequent occurrence of such fights?" ask him to the hut guard.

"Often, anyway, no. Well ... that's it, maybe wrong senggal wrong half-hearted. Go on, don't take it." He shrugged his shoulders not knowing. Women whose age is estimated to be the same as Nadia. He accompanied Nadia and invited her to talk about everything.

There are always secrets that should be kept well and not until they break out. Nadia late with a woman her age playing with Zahira for a moment made her forget the incident just now.

Zahira's laughter not only made him happy, but the people around him also felt happy.