Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Consequently ....

Acting cunning is sometimes necessary. At both ends of the field, two camps are cornered. Nadia who was put on a gun with her son. Another from Uncle Harits' side. Her two sisters' families were crying hysterically, screaming, swearing, behind the man's body.

Their circumstances are all tied in one knot. An explosive was attached to one of them with its counter running backwards.

"Fuck! Help us, Pah. We don't want to die, Papah!" Heartbreaking cries rang out from the mouths of their children as well as their two wives. The two men who captivated Nadia gamang instantaneously. This is the weapon to eat his master.

It is more sad than Nadia who is still left free not bound at all. There is no yoga between them. Where is he?

"Civilized you, Harith! How could you do this to your own family! Release us! We don't know anything why you took us hostage?!" scream one of the wives out loud.

The man who turned his back on them, shaken by both his shoulders, laughed out loud at the swearing by the curse that the two families had made for him.

"If I'm a savage .. what does your husband call there? Look, my son is even a baby!"

Plaque!

A loud slap was heard, unmitigated uncle Harits venting his anger at the woman. Tearing the corners of his lips until red liquid seeped from the cracks of his mouth.

"Hariths! The insolent! You want me to shoot your wife and son, huh!" The booming scream from the other corner greeted Zahira's shrill cry.

Nadia closed her eyes, gulping down the salivary despite her painstaking effort. She believed her husband would not let that happen. Stay calm, Nadia. Stay calm! Your husband is here! Encourage yourself in your heart. The hug on Zahira strengthened, the baby's cry was unrelenting. Surprised and scared. Zahira was not used to hearing loud noises.

Uncle Harith turned around, he was no longer the Harith that Nadia saw every day. The man was transformed into a god of war who was prepared to annihilate anyone who stood in his way.

"Do it! Do it if you want to see them melt into ashes. Do it!" challenge Uncle Harits with a suppressed tone of voice as well as threatening.

Nadia opened her eyes, once again gulping at the sight of a crimson face in the distance. In the man's hand was a remote controller he controlled.

"Let my wife come to me! Then I will set them free for you" he bargained for the last time. He was still standing where he stood. Doing nothing but raining down a frightened Nadia bead.

"Bah, just let go of him! You want us all here dead. He blew up our house, Pah. He's not kidding!" shouted their wives alternately commemorating.

The two men were inexhaustible how at the same time their sister could do even more terrible things at once. Hearing that, the eyes of both of them widened uncontrollably. The more stirring the taste in the hearts of both.

"Who are you, Harith? Why could you do such a cruel thing to your own family?" Fiery he asked that. Not measuring clothes on your own body. Not knowing who to face, bravely take high risks without thinking about it carefully.

"Why did you just ask me. I asked my wife and son! Come, honey! Walk, no need to be afraid! They wouldn't dare to do it. Trust your husband!"

Uncle Harits stretched out his hand, smilingly looking at Nadia who was as if hesitant at what he said. However, she was reassuring that her husband was always trustworthy.

The heartbreaking cry from behind Uncle Harits' body still sounded like the hump that missed the moon. Full of suffering and misery.

Nadia exhaled, she was determined to step up. By saying basmalah, sure that Allah is protective he began to step.

Grap!

One of Nadia's hands was blocked by her uncle Harits' strong brother until his embrace of baby Zahira was released. The smile on the man's lips faded, hoping inwardly Nadia would fight back. Quiet for a moment, his feet began to step. However, it came to a halt again upon seeing Nadia's actions.

"Take me off! Don't you love your family over there?! Look at their tears, hear the cries of your children and wives! My husband never messes around in speech. Let go, if you still want to get together with the family!" Nadia rebelled, turned her hand and threw it away.

He brought Zahira back. Continue to meet the husband. The smile on the lips of the man was back to welcome the arrival of the wife. The hand that held the gun raised towards Nadia.

They've lost their minds, willing to exchange family lives for a file they'll never get anyway. It's a responsibility, all of you die together. As they thought.

However, after a few footsteps of Nadia swinging, three people jumped down from the top of the building and landed behind Nadia's body. Walk backwards to make themselves a shield for their Master's wife. Led by Yoga, the three pointed a gun at the two people there.

Again they are confused. There were always unexpected surprises that their youngest sister had done. Thought and plan are mature, never miscalculated. Very experienced. He's cruel, and heartless.

They lowered the weapon in hand, trembling in fear seeing the three people simultaneously aiming towards them.

Nadia ran and hugged her husband. Shedding a cry as it regained calmness from the warm embrace of the man. Uncle Harits kissed the baby Zahira who was still crying.

"Get in the car and wait for me there! Zahira needs calm!" it's the one that the woman is embracing. Nadia floated a glance at her sister's family. Smile before he enters the car to calm Zahira down.

"Great work! You are always reliable!" Uncle Harits patted the shoulder of Yoga who was already standing next to him. The man shook his head without reprimanding, his gaze wary of the two defeated men who were downright there.

"We destroyed their home, sir!" report one of Yoga's colleagues. It was loud enough to make her two brothers turn in the distance.

"Great work! Is there still a surprise!" uncle Harith asked with a smile on his lips and a glance that he accidentally dropped on them. Nodding his head from her made the man understand.

"Clean everything! We're out of here before they come!" his word as he entered the car following Nadia.

Yoga hasn't moved until her master's car is out of the area. He gave the order, released everyone and threw the explosives in another direction to fish. They left in an orderly manner after allowing the captives to meet their husbands.

Unaware that the people they hire have been crippled Yoga.

"What's right, they're scorching our house?" ask both their wives and children. Nod their heads in response to the disbelief in their hearts.

"Fucking hariths!!" his shout was strong along with the sound of an explosion that shook the ground.

Booms!

Astounded. They hugged each other, right after the explosion, the sirens of police cars entered the area. Making them suspects for having things they shouldn't have.

The two families were led to the police station despite their refusal, but the officers found no one but them there.