Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Epilogues

Three children, giving birth twice. All three looked the same in everyone's eyes despite their age being two years away from the older brother. Salman, as a boy, was protective of the two women.

They are growing well, healthy and cheerful. The relationship between Nadia's mother and father-in-law is getting better. No more fighting between them.

"Darling, can you walk? Running makes you tired easily," Nadia suggested to her son who often ran around the house.

"Good, Mommy." The five-year-old boy replied, but only in the mouth. After that, he ran back to find out what he was chasing.

"The name is also children. Leave it!" uncle Harits said as he rubbed Nadia's head which let out a long and heavy sigh looking at her son's behavior.

While their two daughters, cool playing dolls and cooking utensils. It looks good and is hard to distinguish. Smile on Nadia's lips expands to see the two, she drops her head on her husband's shoulder watching the three children play.

"Can! I can! I got it!" salman shouted as he raised his right hand that was grasping something.

He ran around in circles cheerfully. Nadia shook her head, astonished that the boy was really not tired.

"What do you get, champ!" uncle Harith asked, awaiting the arrival of his son. The two little girls, they were indifferent and kept playing.

"Dad has to carefully open it, otherwise he will fly back and make me tired from chasing him" he said slowly with a gasp of breath.

Uncle Harith smiled, he put his face close to the fist of the son peeking at the hand he held through the fingers.

"Did you see it?" He opened and closed his fist quickly. Uncle Harits grunts.

"How could you see that you're doing it so fast?" uncle Harits' grunts distanced his face.

Nadia smiled to herself to see her son and husband joking. Salman lowered his shoulders, tired of his father's attitude. He took the wings of the captured beast and showed them to Harith's uncle.

"Look! I'm great, aren't I?" said proud.

"Well! Daddy's son is great!" praise him while patting his son's head.

"How did you do it, baby? Father alone could never catch her," joked Nadia smiling mockingly at her husband.

"G ... Your mother is right, I can't even catch her," said Uncle Harith, making the boy proud.

"Well! Dragonfly!" Salwa accidentally nudged his brother's hand until both fell and the grasshopper in Salman's hand flew freely in the air.

Salwa grimaced, her aching hand plus Salman's sour face for losing her trunk. Makes him feel guilty.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, brother. I'm sorry." The girl's cry broke, she rubbed her eyes sitting on the ground.

Uncle Harits and Nadia were just speechless watching. Wanted to see what the brotherhood of his three children was like.

"Oh, don't cry. You, you, not intentionally. Salman won't be angry." Zahira as the oldest comes approaching. He rubbed Salwa's hair to calm the little girl down.

Salman, who was still lying on the ground, slowly sat down. He saw his sister who was still crying, her heart that was upset at once was broken.

"alright. Its alright. No, don't cry anymore. Later lost its beauty," he said while holding his sister's hands that still rubbed his eyes.

Uncle Harith and Nadia smiled. Keep it that way. "Come, dear Father and Mother!" They hugged both of their parents.

"Sorry, Sir. Interferes with your time. Someone wants to meet you outside, I haven't allowed them in yet" reported Auntie who approached her employer behind the house.

"Let them in!" he told the gatekeeper who was waiting for his permission. Uncle Harith watched the group of people waiting outside the gate with their faces down. Some stared at his house with a clear face.

They nodded several times after the gatekeeper allowed them to enter. Walking led by the middle-aged man to meet his master.

He allowed them to enter the house, while he himself remained standing outside the main door. Then, return to his guard post after they all entered.

"Please sit!" Uncle Harith moved his hand allowing them to sit down.

However, none of them dared to obey his orders. They flinch, glued to where they stand. Head bowed in, reluctant to look.

"What's wrong? Why don't you guys sit down?" Frown the man's forehead. Nadia came with a large tray of drinks, followed by Bibi who also brought another tray of food.

"Lho's? Why not be told to sit?" Nadia looked confused, "Sister, come on, please sit down! Don't hesitate," asked Nadia while looking at the group of people who stood up.

"I've asked them to sit down, but they don't want to" said Uncle Harith as he played his youngest daughter's hair sitting on her lap.

"It's okay!" Nadia's mouth clenched again as the short sentence was spoken by one of them. She sits next to her husband with her two other children.

"We have come here with unforgivable sins. Please, don't jam us like this! We were embarrassed, really embarrassed," said one of the women, sobbing.

Nadia glanced at her husband, the man did not turn away from them.

"Ha-harits, please forgive all our mistakes. We are truly sorry, we should not have been greedy and done bad to you. We actually envy you, Harith, because you are Grandpa's favorite. You are considered weak and useless, but we are useless. We're constantly looking for ways to keep you away from Dad and Mom. Whatever we do-"

"Now, we're sorry. Really sorry, you are our sister. We deserve to love. Forgive us, Harits! Sorry!" said the eldest brother. His tone trembled, sounding heartbreaking and heartbreaking. His hands were unceasingly wiping the water that was constantly descending on his cheeks.

"Sister-in-law, please forgive us too. Because of greed, we almost made you and your son wretched back then. We're really sorry!" He throws a glint at Nadia.

His wet and flushed eyes stared regretfully at their sister-in-law. Nadia herself does not know what to do. Because, he had forgotten all those events and did not want to remember them again.

Nadia moved, walking towards their two wives. He hugged the two alternately and invited them to talk elsewhere.

"I've forgotten everything. I think you guys need to talk. Come, Brother. Let's go to another room!" he said before taking his wife and children elsewhere.

A few moments after Nadia's departure, Harits' uncle left. He stood up and approached the two, bringing them into his arms.

"Forget it all, we are brothers. We should have come together as a family" said uncle Harith, taking them to their seats.

"Is he your son?" They threw a question, glancing at Salman who was sitting on the sofa. While the youngest went to follow his mother with Zahira.

"Yes, he's Salman. Come on, salami second uncle!" the message to Salman. The toddler stood up and introduced himself.

"Mother!" Both of them were stunned for a moment to see Mother enter the house. The old woman was stunned, not believing that her other two children were hugging her and apologizing.

Adding to their happiness, everyone can finally come together in the same sense. Blissfully.

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