Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

The False Alleged II

Curious. Sometimes it makes someone do many ways to complete the turbulent taste in his heart.

Ikram is still struggling with his thoughts about Nadia. Nadia was still lying in the room doing her routine blood washing, and Ain who was curious because the shadow of Nadia who gave the package to the mang Sarif always loomed in the corner of her eyes.

Many times he stared at the window, looking at the smiling mang Sarif as he looked at the parcel that Nadia had given him.

"Darling, wait a minute, yeah. Umi comes out first," she told Nafisah. He rushed out as soon as he saw Mang Sarif sitting in front of the guard post while holding hot coffee.

"Mang!" reprimand Ain after being near him.

Mamah Sarif turned his head with a smile he asked, "What's up, Mi? Is there anything Umi needs?"

Ain smiled as he said, "It's okay, Mang. Just curious I saw Nadia giving Mamang a package, what is it?" Ain was friendly as usual, but it was unusual for Mang Sarif.

"Oh, Anu, Mi. That ... only coffee is the same sugar as milk, there are cakes also he said for children at home. What's up, Umi?" clearly mang Sarif as it is.

Ain rounded his mouth while nodding. The curiosity is gone.

"Kirain pasih money also for Mamang?" chirps slowly.

Mang Sarif smiled despite feeling strange and unusual with Ain's attitude.

"Sir Nadia also gave me money, he said for treatment. Nadia's mother told me to take my son to the hospital" he said.

Ain termangu heard the narration of Mang Sarif.

"Mang Sarif's son is sick? What pain?" the question is not good why he did not know the problems of his own workers, while Nadia always knew.

"Yes, Umi. It has been three days of heat not down and down, I also do not know where Nadia Mbak know that my son is sick. Suddenly love money for treatment," said mang Sarif again continued.

"Oh, I see," responded Ain.

"So also Nadia offered to go together, but I refused because it has not been permission on Abi. So, Madam Nadia went alone," continued Sang Sarif again.

"Where is Nadia going, Mang?" The curiosity came back.

"He wants to go to the factory all the way because one way," replied Mang Sarif again. Ain nodded his head, the complete curiosity in his heart.

"What's up, Mi, Mang?" ask Ikram who came to the two when he saw them.

"This, Bi, he said his son Mang Sarif was sick to the Hospital waiting for Abi, want permission first with Abi," Ain explained.

"Oh, yes, I have. Then just take it to the Hospital now, there's a fee?" sahut Ikram as he reached into his gamis pocket to spend money for Mang Sarif.

"It's not necessary, Abi. Already given by Nadia earlier, I just want to ask permission today not to work first," refused why Sarif felt enough with the gift of Nadia.

"Oh!" Dead ticks Ikram and Ain. Both of them could not speak to hear Nadia's response.

"Yes, Mang, just take a day off today" Ikram said at last. Mang Sarif picked up the parcel after being allowed to go home by Ikram.

The couple returned home with their own feelings.

Leaving Ikram and Ain with curiosity, returned to Nadia who had just walked out of the room after doing the dialysis.

Nadia did not say hello, she went out of the Hospital to buy a hand that she would bring to visit the child of Sang Sarif. Fruits, and stomach food were bought by Nadia from the minimarket opposite the Hospital.

He headed to the room where the child was treated after asking the officer.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" Nadia said her greetings while opening the door of the room. The mask on his face is still in use.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam, Miss Nadia!" welcome Mang Sarif while welcoming his arrival.

"Duh, that's a hassle, ma'am. Mamang so bad," said mang Sarif while receiving a package from Nadia.

"It's okay, Mang. How's Mamang's son? Already mending?" nadia asked as she glanced at the Hospital bed on which a child of Ruby's age might be lying with his eyes closed.

"Alhamdulillah, Ma'am, has been treated by a doctor earlier," he said, inviting Nadia to approach his son and wife.

"Mom!" sapa Nadia while kissing the hand of mang Sarif's wife without hesitation.

"Who is this, sir?" her tanyanya was confused, but smiled happily with the hand that Nadia brought.

"He is-"

"I'm a babysitter at the foundation, Mom," Nadia said quickly as she glanced at the disbelieving Sarif mang heard Nadia's answer.

"Oh ... I thought Abi's second wife, wasn't. It is unlikely that this is Abi's second wife, the bad guy said he continued to want to control Abi," as he chuckled.

Nadia. Is that the impression in people's eyes? Is that how people judge him? He glanced at Mang Sarif, the man almost as old as it felt bad when he saw Nadia.

Nadia shook her head as Sarif was about to explain to his wife.

"Well .. so much! Thank you, yes Neng," he continued with a big smile on Nadia.

The woman wearing the mask smiled from behind the cover of her mouth. He nodded without saying any more words.

"Chealing soon, yes. Excuse me first, assalamu'alaikum!" pamit Nadia to them.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam!"

"Let's intertroom." Mang Sarif tailed behind Nadia. Followed the woman out of the room.

"Mom, forgive my wife. He knows nothing but hearing from the neighbors" said Mang Sarif with uneasiness and anxiety. He was afraid that Nadia would be offended by his wife's words earlier.

Nadia chuckled, rather she was just comforting her heart that suddenly felt pain.

"It's okay, Mang. Don't think about it, I'm used to hearing that. Let others judge me how. That's their right. We cannot force others to like us. Those who hate let them hate the reasons they have. Even if we defend ourselves, they'll stick to the belief in themselves"

"No need to worry, I'm okay. There are people in life who like us, but more than those who dislike us. Let it flow like water, if too thoughtful it will only keep us busy by getting the attention of people to like us. I'm sorry, Mang. Assalamu'alaikum!"

Nadia greeted Mang Sarif before turning around to leave the man almost as old as that.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam! You are a noble human being, Nadia. Humiliated even though he can still smile like that, God has created the earth and the heavens and all their contents with the Most Perfection He has. May Madam Nadia get happiness in the world and the hereafter, aamiin."

Mang Sarif went back into the room, chatting with his son and wife. Slowly he would tell the mother of his son that the one who helped him was the second wife of Ikram who had come to visit.