Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Go Invitations

Two weeks passed, the day that three women in the mansion could not wait to go to the invitation. They wanted to make sure the name written in the invitation letter was the same person they knew.

"Why am I not willing to marry her?" nadia groused in front of her dresser mirror. Is making yourself look simple? He didn't want to this time.

They even designed a uniform dress. Gamis with double tops accompanied by very crowded motifs look suitable when attached to his body. He who never wears good clothes, looks ordinary and looks comfortable wearing it.

Combined paired with milk chocolate pasmina makes Nadia's appearance more enchanting. It's clear she's the star at Ruby's party.

The man even waited patiently for him, sitting on the edge of the bed while occasionally watching Zahira play in his place. He smiled, watching his wife change her appearance, uncle Harith moved closer.

He placed both his hands on Nadia's shoulders, squeezing her gently while pecking at the look on the mirror. He placed his chin on Nadia's head, kissed the crown and returned to the mirror reflecting the image of the two.

"Why are you not willing? Isn't he a good guy?" As if he did not know what the man had done to him.

Nadia's shoulders dropped, she stared at the annoyed man who was still unmoved behind her body. Unpronounced Nadia continued putting on her makeup. Nonchalant to her husband who was starting to mischievously creep up. The man's fingers even slipped into the clothes he was wearing. His head was lowered sniffing the nape that was not covered with hijab.

"It's possible that he's changed and learned the lesson from what happened before." Whispering in his wife's ear before continuing his work sniffed the skin of Nadia's neck.

Nadia jerked her shoulders feeling amused which made all the feathers on her body bristle.

"Stay, I feel ... she just made Ruby an impingement." Nadia fizzed, she bit her lips firmly at the moment of the kiss that followed the small bite she received from the man.

"Mom! Come on, let's go. It's almost noon!" Shouting two other girls from the first floor. In fact, the hour hand still shows at six in the morning. Breakfast had not yet entered their stomachs.

"Mas, don't hear Rima and Vinda already calling. Already, let me finish my work," Nadia asked as she pushed her husband's face from the recess of her neck.

"It's still six in the morning, baby. It's still very early morning to leave. Why is it so rushed?" Uncle Harits' raucous voice rubbed the ears.

"We're going to attend the wedding, Mas. The streets of the capital are always crowded with vehicles, I'm afraid we'll be late." Nadia continued the makeup that had stopped because of her husband's behavior.

The man moved, walked away and sat back in his place. Waiting while giving a sweet smile watching his wife's hands work on makeup.

Hijab which is everyday just ordinary, today looks different. Shows the curve of his neck. Really perfect Nadia with her elegant appearance.

"You're perfect, baby!" praise him while standing up. Nadia blushed, she lowered her head and continued to swing a step closer.

Not approaching uncle Harits, but grabbing Zahira who still cool himself playing. Uncle Harith took over the baby, he reached out to her who immediately greeted Nadia complete with a smile.

"Wah .. Our newlyweds show up too. Come on, Ma'am, we can't be late" said Winda and Rima who had been waiting for her brother to come down.

His speech came to a halt as Winda raised his hand with the bread he had prepared. Nadia chuckled, dragging her husband to come along and immediately stepped out of the house.

The streets were still empty when their cars came out. With Yoga being a reliable driver, the car overtakes other vehicles without a hitch. The long saturating journey, not felt because of the cheerful chatter of the three women in there who invited Zahira to babble.

Everyone filled the stomach with the bread that Vinda brought. It was good to stop until they arrived at the location. Cars continued to accelerate as the city's borders became visible.

"Your husband-to-be is really reliable." Nadia elbowed the right arm of Winda, and Rima the other part. She was swept away by the temptation of her two sisters.

But not with that man. He remains focused on driving without being distracted. Two hours drive by them, it was quite fast even very fast.

"Is he a racer? Why are we only two hours away? That's amazing!" Nadia stared in amazement at Yoga, her manic glow brightly making the man sitting in front of her grow jealous.

"I'm even better than him. Do you want to see it?" ketus uncle Harits glanced sharply at his wife. Nadia grimaced, feeling the atmosphere had changed only on her.

"M-mas ...?"

"I don't like my wife praising other men. Only I am one. Just me!" the man did not hide his jealousy from anyone. He looked up and the more his eyes became.

Nadia bit her lip, she held Zahira in her lap. His eyes spun glances to the right and left looking for diversion. In the end, he only took a deep breath while looking down.

"Sorry, but he's just Yoga, Mas. Not anyone else, and soon she'll be married to Vinda. Don't be so jealous." Nadia bleaches. Her eyes condensed the most powerful weapon dampening her husband's anger.

"He's still a man and I still don't like him. I forgive this time, but not next time. Still you will receive punishment for daring to make me jealous!" Again the man insists.

Nadia nodded, she sighed. Leaning your back on the chair restrains the resentment that struck the heart. Winda and Rima gave a smile, looking at Harith's jealous uncle even in front of the person. Also Yoga that remains cool is not disturbed at all. It was really the opposite between the boss and his assistant.

Circumstances were silent until their cars arrived at the border of the city of Rangkasbitung. The location they will go to a building rented by Ikram as a place to hold a party.

"Did you allow the old man?" The question that uncle Harits threw coldly made the three women stare at Yoga at the same time.

"Already, Sir. I'm giving them permission for two days only, but you don't have to worry because I'm also asking people to keep an eye on them." Yoga report satisfied uncle Harits.

However, there was something stuck in his heart that he had to say right now.

"Just let them go, let them go. I don't want them working on the farm anymore. Give them a decent severance pay as provisions in his old age." Harits uncle's decision made Nadia stunned and at the same time feel happy because honestly, she could not bear to see her old in-laws had to work on the plantation. Nadia smiled, she stroked her husband's shoulder proudly.