Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Session

In married life there are times when we are grateful and there are times when we are patient. Those who do not understand gratitude and gratitude will always demand more to the couple. 

Patience is also very important to dampen emotions and minimize demands. Do not protest or demand.

(Yahya Buya)

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Nadia smilingly looked at a parcel in her hand. Like a book. Ah .. he just remembered, his old friend was a writer. Nadia opens a gift from Rai. A motivational book written by Rai himself.

"Me, Them and the Struggle."

Nadia muttered reading the title of the book on the cover. He opened and smiled again.

"You're definitely healed!"

Those words of encouragement that his best friend had written. Nadia shook her head, Rai is indeed a great person. Strong to live life even though death is in sight.

"Raihan Alfarizi."

Nadia read the name contained in the book. Swipe it slowly before opening the page. From the table of contents he read, the book wrote the story of those who struggled in the fight against severe diseases like himself.

Some are successful and healed, but some must be willing to stop fighting because God loves them more. As the title notes in the book table. The stories that will motivate Nadia to continue fighting against the disease and not give up.

Nadia put the book in her bag. Looking back at the vehicles that precede each other in front of him.

The car entered the Al-Masthur boarding house where he lived. Nadia came out and paid the fare. He stood in front of the gate of the hut looking at the high iron pole. Nadia took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

He knew he had committed a sin and Ikram deserved to be angry with him. Nadia entered the gate with her head lowered, thinking of what reason she would give when Ikram asked later.

Nadia raised her face slowly as the hairs on her body felt lifted and bristled. The atmosphere he was in had been different. Sure enough, two adults on the porch of the house Ikram waiting for him with facial features that are difficult to describe.

Nadia is like a girl who wanders off without saying goodbye to her parents. Die me! Maybe like that when teenagers get caught in the eyes of their parents.

Nadia looked down again, there was fear also in her heart seeing the faces of the two people. Ikram and Ain stood there. Nadia took a step closer to the terrace of their home. He knew the two men were waiting for him.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mas, Brother!" he said as he grabbed the hands of the two men and kissed them like a child to his parents.

"Lake in!" the word of the Bible sounds strong. Holy hooch! He was like a father who was about to scold his son.

Nadia glanced at Ain her gaze like Ruby asking for a defense from him. He smiled inwardly, Nadia's childish side appeared here. Maybe because Nadia has never faced the figure of Father. He never knew how a father would educate his son.

Ain nodded with a smile gesturing for him to enter immediately. A frightened Nadia hid behind Ain's body. Stepping in fear while opening the mask and sunglasses that were still perched on his face.

"Sit down!" The voice of Ikram again ruled coldly. Nadia sat opposite Ain. Ikram stands sideways with both hands rested behind the body.

"You know what your mistake was, Nadia?" tanya Ikram started his trial.

Athaghfirullah! Kram is like a judge in court.

"That-know, Mas. I'm sorry that I didn't ask permission before I left" replied Nadia looking down in fear. He did not dare to raise his face even just glancing at his mad brother.

Ain who sat opposite to him, looked at Nadia's slightly pale face. He just grew thinner by the day.

The cream flipped over the body, looking at Nadia with all the raging feeling in the chest.

"Do you know the law of a wife who goes out without her husband's permission?" ask Ikram again though in a low tone, but it was enough to make Nadia feel intimidated.

"Ha-haram," replied Nadia still bowing her head.

You are, like Bi is scolding Ruby. Ain muttered in his heart.

"He's dead!" Ikram growling.

Fearfully Nadia raised her face, what she did not want to see from the face of her second wife. Moist eyes, red nose and cheeks, slightly swollen lips. From his face alone it is clear that Nadia is getting thinner every day.

Ikram stared at the woman. However, what Nadia did today must be straightened out. She was not allowed to leave without her husband's permission.

"Nadia, a wife who left the house without her husband's permission, the sky and all its contents did so until she returned home" Ikram told Nadia.

The woman gulped stale, nervous and afraid to hear the words from Ikram.

"Where are you from? Why didn't you ask your husband's permission?" ask Ikram again while staring at Nadia's bead that still remains a reddish color.

Nadia looked back.

"Sorry, Mas. I was in a hurry to get word that my friend was in an accident and he's at the Hospital. That's it, Mas," replied Nadia lying. Forgive me, Gusti!

Ikram gritted his teeth furiously. The reasons are not so important until he does not have time to ask permission.

"Nadia, for whatever reason a wife is still not allowed to go out of the house without her husband's permission. That means he does not appreciate the husband as the head of the family. Do you understand?" clearly Ain again with a soft motherly tone.

Nadia nodded her head in understanding.

"I understand, Brother. I'm sorry" said Nadia with her head lowered.

"Don't repeat this mistake, Nadia. Your mother left you to us, if something happened to you and we didn't know, what would we say to your mother? You have to understand that" Ikram said again as he pointed his index finger at Nadia.

"I understand, Mas. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I will not repeat it again" said Nadia with a clear regret.

"Already, Bi," Ain's sergeant when Ikram still wants to talk to Nadia, "Nadia, you're pale. Are you sick? Mang Sarif said that you staggered like a sick person" Ain continued staring at Nadia.

Nadia shook her head, she looked at Ain softly.

"No, Brother. This was ... I suddenly got sick and vomited when I saw blood in the Hospital," he replied hesitatingly. Again he had to lie. Sorry, Gusti!

"Mother! Mother I have PR, Mother help work, yes," Ruby's request suddenly came and sat next to Nadia.

The woman turned her head and smiled, she just nodded slowly. Dizziness and nausea back attack. As strong as possible Nadia could not be seen in front of the two people.

"Darling, Mother is tired. Later that night, ask for his help. Now let Mommy rest," said Ain looking gently at his daughter.

"Can I stay at Mother's house? Pity every night Mother always sleeps alone," said Ruby who made Ain and Ikram surprised, as well as Nadia. He quickly turned to Ruby with a look of disbelief. He was afraid that Ain would misunderstand that.

"Ruby, Mommy's okay, really. Mommy is used to sleeping alone even Mother often sleeps in the factory alone. So, it's okay," said Nadia unwell at Ain's shocked look. While Ikram was silent listening.

"It's not so, Mother. Right now, right, Mommy is also Abi's wife, but why does Abi sleep more often with Umi and rarely with Mommy? Doesn't Abi have to be fair, does he?" ruby's chirp again made Ain's heart slapped.

Nadia glanced at the silenced Ain. The woman turned away agitatedly.

"Honey, fair doesn't have to be the same. All tailored to the needs. Like Ruby and Bilal, her needs are not the same. So, the fair attitude that Ruby will get more money than Bilal. Youunderstand?" nadia said again.

"Oh, so because Umi was Abi's first wife so Abi time with Umi more than Mother?" said. Nadia nodded. Not wanting a lengthy discussion, Nadia said goodbye to them. Leaving the house without looking back.

Ikram stared sadly at the back of the woman he married as his second wife.