Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

My Ikram!

"Are you sure you want to do this? Isn't it excessive?" yuni asked after hearing Ain's plan.

Ain shook his head for sure. The determination within him was already round.

"I've thought about this, Yun. Just think about it, yes," Ain said with a look of despair staring at Yuni.

The woman sighed. He just nodded small despite the hesitation.

"What is it like, after all, that your early life was married to Ikram? Why did you want to do that?" tanya Yuni stared at the astonishment of her best friend who changed drastically since marrying Ikram.

"You remember Bang Jabrig? My ex-husband first?" said Ain asked Yuni.

The woman's forehead folded thinking about a man named Jabrig.

"Oh, that first love of yours, huh? Yes, I remember. You weren't married for love, were you?" chirped Yuni as she recalled her teenage years with Ain first.

"You're right, it all started with him, Yun," Ain said. He looked at Yuni with a sad look. It was as if hinting at how his heart was at this moment.

"Why is it because of him?" Yuni was getting confused.

"Next ...."

*****

(Side story Ain)

"Ain, let's go back to Brother. Brother is still in love with you, brother wants to come back with you again, Ain. Come, Ain. Come on!" Bang Jabrig pulled me by force even he blocked my hand quite strongly. I grimaced in pain because of it.

"I don't want to, Bang! I don't want to. I don't want to go back with you, brother. Don't force me!" my yell that managed to invite the attention of the people around.

Seeing the many people who were crowding the bang Jabrig took off his check and pointed at me while threatening, "Just look at you, Ain. Brother will not let you go. Anyway Brother should get you again!" He turned and left me.

I don't think I'm back at him. A man who has no feelings. Rough and temperamental men. Likes to play rough even do not hesitate to hit me if he is not happy.

"I'm sorry, Bang, but I've got the right male choice to replace you. I should be able to get it at all costs" I murmured as I stared hatefully at the back of the man who had been my husband.

I combined the behavior of Jabrig bang on Father also Mother.

"Sir, I don't want to go back to the Jabrig bang. He's evil, sir. Please Ain, sir. Not that I know Abah, Ain loves his son, sir. Ain just wants him to be Ain's husband. Please, Sir. Ain didn't want to go back to Jabrig. Only Ikram could help Ain so that the Jabrig bang would no longer bother him," I whined at Father's feet.

I put my face on his knee. Crying sobbing hoping you will grant this request of his daughter.

"Sir, pity Ain. Jabrig is evil, likes to hit. You also often see, right, our child's body likes blue bruises. Why not just try talking to Abah, who knows Abah agrees. I saw that Ikram was never close to any woman" Mother's timps stood up to me.

There was a sigh from the Father, it seemed like he had given up on his daughter's determination. Well ... how not? Almost every day I whine to the Father to be married to Ikram. I was crazy about that young man. I don't want another woman to get ahead of me in getting it. I should be his wife.

Finally, I agreed to discuss my problem and Ikram. After a long wait, in the end the wedding I was waiting for came. I got married to Ikram, and the Jabrig bang can no longer bother me.

"Ain, you have to be a little patient in the face of the Ikram attitude. He never knew a woman, even his mother, he only saw her in photographs. Patience, yes, son," Abah said on our first night.

Right, Ikram seems stiff and cold. Is this like a pure virgin? I feel very lucky to have gotten my virginity. One night, two nights, three nights passed without a touch. Ikram hasn't touched me more than just shaking hands.

Until one day Abah was sick, and asked Ikram to immediately have children. It was the first night I wanted. Ikram touched me even if it was just that. I realized I was just a widow even without children. It is no longer a girl of course and I understand Ikram if he does not feel satisfied. However, no matter how the current Ikram is my husband no one should take him away from me.

The days I spent were always filled with fear of losing Ikram. He married without love to me even though we had three children. There are many women worshipers who glanced at the Ikram full of desire. However, to which I am proud of him he is indifferent and always prides me as his wife. He never even glanced at any woman other than me. I am proud to be his wife. To be queen in my husband's heart.

Slowly my fear began to fade. I assured my heart that Ikram would not turn to another woman. I was negligent, I was swept away in pleasure that made me blind to taste.

Until that time, where Ikram asked my permission to marry another girl. He confessed that he loved her. Broken my heart, I thought Ikram really loved me. I thought Ikram would never love another woman.

That girl .. I hate her. Is that girl the first love of Ikram? What about my fate? I can't lose. Ikram forced me to let him marry that girl. I had to agree to terms I thought were hard and they wouldn't be able to accept them.

But in fact, my honey can accept all the conditions that I submit. He even obeyed all the rules I made. In fact, what I want is for her to give up and choose to go from the life of Ikram so that I remain the queen in the heart of that enchanted man.

Still, Nadia's name. The woman accepted everything willingly. He always smiled despite living under my pressure. I don't understand how his mind goes?

She's beautiful, smart, and rich, but why would she want to be a second wife? Is there no other man besides my husband? I hate him, I really hate him.

Years passed, I thought Nadia would get pregnant after going through the days with Ikram. In fact, five years later she was not pregnant. I'm thrilled. I'm glad to see him slump. Again, the smile bothers me.

Why does he feel no pain in his heart? Why does he seem to be happy in his life? In fact, she should be down and sad because she is not yet a perfect woman like me.

I want to rule over the Ikram, I don't want the man to go to his house. Don't want to imagine him making love to my honey. Does Ikram really love her? But he always obeyed my wishes.

Stupidly I ever let that woman come to my house. I myself would not set foot in the house that I have prepared for him. Kids, I'm almost away from them because of my stupidity.

In the end I asked Nadia to step down and give in. Again his relay attitude makes me not understand what the principles of life he holds. He even asked me to talk to Ikram to let him go. How could I possibly? I just want him to feel the pain I feel.

******

Ain sighed after telling Yuni at length.

"Now you know how I feel, don't you? I don't want to lose the Ikram" he said as he looked at Yuni inside. The woman nodded in understanding and hugged Ain.

"I'll consider."