Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife
Pardon me!



In the midst of the party, there are children complementing laughter and jokes. Children with their nanny mother are not left behind in the party. They came following the driver who was prepared by uncle Harith.


Happiness feels more concentrated seeing cheerful smiles from everyone. Among them, one man had a sour face. Beside him sat a man who watched everyone while playing with his daughter.


Nadia folded her hands while bending her face. In the party crowd, he himself was bored. Seeing the cool Rima chatting with other guests. See the busy Winda portrait there portrait here with the bride.


"Mas, I just want a photo. Can, huh?" whining for the last time. The man's gaze was still the same, sharp and cold. Implies assertiveness in its prohibition.


Nadia grunted, she hit her husband's arm strong enough to hear the man's scream.


"Why are you perfect like this? I do not want your beauty to be seen by many people. Let alone your ex who was there, several times caught glancing at you. Stop whining if you still want to be here!" Nadia grunting. Sucks.


He envies seeing Winda who is free to play and joke with Ruby as well as her friends.


"Mas, Yoga is also common, you know. Look, Winda even kept on stage to greet the guests." Looking for reasons to be allowed to join Winda and Ruby.


"They're not married, try it later if you're married. Yoga is even stricter than me, she has her own rules. You know who he is?" Both of the man's eyebrows raised towards his wife intensely.


"He's Mas' assistant?" Head shakes.


"He's an ex-soldier. So it is common to live with strict discipline. You want me to set up a myriad of rules to ensnare you?" A cynical and threatening smile was imprinted without hesitation on his face.


"Just sit here." Nadia nodded despite reluctance. Zahira raised both hands while babbling using an untranslatable language.


"Do you want mimi?" He kissed the baby's hand asking for his right.


"Mas, Zahira wants to suckle. Can you accompany me there?" Nadia pointed to the room used to change the bridal outfit.


Uncle Harits followed his steps behind. He could be a little relieved because the place was deserted. There aren't many people there. Nadia brought in Harith's uncle and asked permission from those who were there to use it for a moment.


In the happiness of the party, three people were having a serious conversation. In front of Yoga the grizzled man was bowed in. Next to him was the same woman.


"Do you know what your mistake was?" The voice of Yoga asked coldly piercing.


"Know, Sir. We realize it all" said the woman without hesitation.


"good. If you realize, what will you do next?" Ask again to ensure the safety of his master in the future.


"We promise not to repeat our mistakes, and we promise never to do evil again." Again the woman answered. His hands were squeezing each other, damp from the sweat that was soaking.


"I'm old, and I don't want any more sins. I just want to see my kids happy, I don't want to hurt them anymore. Especially Harith. Please tell him I'm sorry. Begging for forgiveness for the mistakes I've made in my lifetime. Please convey my apology. I will also work properly from now on the estate. Maybe that way, he'll forgive me." The old man spoke softly and trembled.


The woman beside him clasped his old hand. Strengthen them to say the decisions they have taken.


Working on the estate, perhaps it was their life path that God outlined to atone for the sins they had committed against Harith's uncle and his family. The two looked at each other, nodding small to strengthen each other.


When one has good intentions for another, God moves his heart to have good intentions. By the time Harith's uncle had forgiven willingly, they had also accepted willingly.


Yoga smiled inwardly, but indescribably on his lips. It is amazingly strong a blood bond. No need to say, but felt and picked in the heart.


"Good!" welcome Yoga with satisfaction. The head of the couple was raised looking at him.


"From today, you no longer need to come to the plantation. Master doesn't want to see you anymore. You can go wherever you like"


"But ... What about Harith himself? I don't want to leave until he forgives me. I will continue to work on the farm until he truly forgives me. I don't want to take any sins at the end of my life. Let me serve the punishment he's given until he's satisfied to take his revenge." The old man's cry broke.


Heart Yoga sliced pilu. He willingly hired his own son just to make his complacency in revenge. The old man had apparently realized the mistake.


Yoga looked at the two, no suspicious gestures highlighted by them. What he sees now is real. Both of them are really sorry.


"Well, if that's what you want .. I can't force it, but still you don't want you to work on the plantation. You have forgiven you and freed you from punishment. I hope you can keep your promise not to make any more mistakes."


Yoga smiled when the two pairs of beads in front of him were both glaring at him. There was a sense of disbelief, as well as a sense of relief in the radiance of their eyes.


"Yes, you have forgiven me. From today you no longer work on the farm. You even gave enough money to you as provisions in old age. Make the most of it, and don't make any more mistakes. Remember, Sir. Your age is no longer young, this is the time you cultivate worship and reduce sin." Yoga softens.


The old bead before him condensed, shortly following the water that dropped down drop by drop. A feeling of joy and happiness filled his heart.


"W-did I not hear wrong? Ha-harits already forgave me? Really forgive me?" Asking for disbelief was still in his heart.


Yoga is hardening. "Yes, Sir. Master has forgiven you. I hope you don't disappoint Master again." Yoga lowered his head, he pointed out the amount of money that was sent to his account.


The old man sniffled after seeing it. It feels very embarrassed, the child he wasted actually provided him with enough money.


"thank you. Tell him I thank him and apologize for everything. Thank you" he said repeatedly.


"I'll tell you."