Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Misconceived

"Avoid from bad prejudices. Verily, every prejudice will eat up every good deed that has been done."

Nadia decided to leave even though Ikram did not reply to her message. He had to do routine blood washing to connect his life. Masks and glasses covered his face. He went out and locked the door.

"Mother!" call Ruby and Bilal wearing their school uniforms, both of whom are waiting for a school bus that hasn't arrived with the rest of the foundation's children. They both came to Nadia's house because she did not come to their house that morning.

"Eh, Ruby, Bilal? What's up?" he turned to face the two of them.

"We think Mother is sick because she didn't come home. Is Mommy going?" ruby said with a frown looking at Nadia's neat and fragrant appearance.

Nadia smiled, she opened her glasses without opening her mask, then nodded slowly.

"Yes, honey. Mommy has to go check the factory, lots of clothing orders that must be completed immediately. You guys still got some pocket money?" nadia bowed before the two. The fragrant smell that emanated from his body made Bilal sniff incessantly. Ruby nodded, while Bilal was busy sniffing.

"Mother fragrant, do you use perfume?" bilal asked with his eyes closed.

Nadia straightened up, she sniffed the smell of her own body and didn't smell anything.

"Mother does not wear perfume, maybe this is the smell of soap that Mother uses. Wearing perfume can invite sin because it will get the attention of foreign men when they sniff the smell. Mother never wore it" replied Nadia. Bilal opened his eyes and looked at the astonished look on Nadia's face.

The woman's face was different today. There was a woey scratch on her lower lip, emphasizing the look of Nadia's beautiful eyes.

He gave each of them money.

"This is put in your savings, to continue your education later," he said giving each of them fifty thousand bills.

"Yes, Mother is gone, yes. Assalamu'alaikum!" his farewell after the two children received the money. Bilal and Ruby take turns kissing Nadia's hand and one kiss they always get in the crown. That's why they always wanted to meet Nadia.

The woman again put on her sunglasses, in her hand there is a package that does not know what it contains.

In the distance, in the house of Ikram, Ain peeked at Nadia from behind the window. He saw clearly his mad sister leaving in clothes that he thought were excessive. In fact, the one worn by Nadia is always a plain dress with a soft and inconspicuous color.

"What's up, Mi?" ask Ikram when he saw Ain fluttering by the window.

"Young wife Abi, tuh, go. This morning, right, he sent a message asking Abi for permission," said Ain did not turn his gaze away from Nadia who was walking with a fluttering hijab.

Ikram stood behind Ain, his heart did not reject him, he missed Nadia very much. However, again he was making peace with Ain's unstable mood after that night. His wife looks like she's looking for Ikram's attention.

They saw Nadia talking with Mang Sarif, he also gave the package he brought to the old man. It seemed that Mang Sarif was so enthusiastic about accepting it.

"What's that package? Why is Mang Sarif so happy to receive it?" mumbled Ain who was not responded by Ikram.

The man focused on seeing Nadia, today his second wife looks different. It was as if something was coming out of his body. Ikram frowned confused.

"Why is he so excited just to go? Can you, right, she's just plain dressed? Just want to go to the factory, really, wear rich clothes model," said Ain who invited laughter behind him.

"Lho, but according to Abi Umi's gamis more beautiful than what Nadia wears. See, there is a small flower motif, while the plain Nadia wear without a pattern," Ikram said.

Both of them saw Nadia who was standing outside the gate while playing her phone. The online taxi he booked was late because of traffic jams on the road.

The smile on Ikram's lips faded as a car approached and stopped near Nadia. The front door opened, a driver wearing a hat and sunglasses was seen. Immediately the heart of Ikram is laced with a different taste.

There is displeasure, there is disappointment, there is pain, there is restlessness, also panic. The point is that he is jealous. His heart seemed to be burning a fire that ignited emotions in his chest.

"Look, Bi! She shouldn't have gone with the ajnabi men, right? Unbecoming, she's the wife of an ustadz despite the latter. She should be able to keep her marwah as a married woman. Not even kalwat with the opposite sex," said Ain increasingly ignite the flames of jealousy in the heart of Ikram.

He stared intently at Nadia who began to enter the back of the car. Go away from home with the heart of Ikram that is not good. The man left the window, went to snatch a book and left the house.

Is it because I didn't visit her house that she would go with the opposite sex? He thought I wouldn't know and wouldn't see it. Just look, I'll reprimand him harder this time.

Ikram muttered all the way to the cottage. It's time to teach the santri at his cottage.

While Ain, smiled faintly after Ikram. He was content to find disgrace in Nadia. Ikram must have slowly hated him and ended up completely staying away from his mad brother.

"Umi, why is Umi smiling to herself?" tanya Nafisah looked at Ain who was smiling to himself when he came to her.

"There's nothing, honey. Go, play!" he said as he sat with Nafisah. Later in the day, he had to go to the store to check the condition of the clothing store he had.

While Nadia, sitting while typing a message to her personal doctor about the routine schedule that has been set.

"Sir Nadia's a regular, huh, go to the Hospital?" ask the driver from behind his seat.

"Yes ... That's how, people like me do have to routinely come to the Hospital to be able to connect with life," replied Nadia accompanied by a small oddity while covering her mouth.

"Patient, Ma'am. All must pass, Mbak must be sure to be cured," said the driver who glanced at Nadia from the rearview of the car. He was amazed at the customer, always looks tough even though it is actually fragile.

"Yeah .. You've focused on it. Don't look back" Nadia recalled, patting the back of the chair she was sitting on.

"Yes, yes, Ma'am!" he said he was focusing on the streets.

The Regional Hospital always welcomes his arrival in a friendly manner. He sighed before taking his steps into the Hospital area. A female nurse immediately led Nadia to her personal doctor's room.

At the same time where Nadia was undergoing the process of dialysis, Ikram was unable to concentrate while teaching his students. He just sat staring behind the teacher's desk after giving them a task.

What are you doing in that car, Nadia?

His mind was not in class, dodging Nadia who went with a car.

Did you do this intentionally? Making you jealous to attract your attention?

Ikram can't stop thinking about Nadia. Until the class broke up, his mind was still spinning on Nadia. There was nothing else he was currently thinking about other than Nadia.

Oh ... Nadias! A beautiful name call. Look, the flames of jealousy are taking hold of your husband's heart.