Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Making a Pulse Crash

After that long night, Nadia did not immediately fall. His heart hurt, but he didn't want to hurt her more. Now he knows how sick it is when the husband asks for permission to marry again. He who is not perfect just feel the heart-wrenching pain, let alone Ain who incidentally has given birth to three children for Ikram.

Almost one full night, Nadia contemplated her fate. He needs to talk to Sarah about this. Nadia needs support for the decision she will take. In order to eliminate his grief, Nadia with the children in the foundation made handicrafts adding to the existing collection.

Ain who unintentionally saw a flickering lips was upset. Why is Nadia not as moody as she was when Ikram asked for permission to marry again? The hatred within him was getting ingrained.

"Actually what a woman's heart is made of. Is it from stone? Why didn't he look sad after last night's talk?" muttered Ain alone.

He was not happy to see Nadia who was still smiling after passing the conversation last night. Nadia should have fallen, locked herself in the house, crying all day, not even laughing with the children. That was what Ain had in mind.

Again Nadia's smile and laughter deeply disturbed Ain's mind. He must succeed in getting Ikram to marry Yuni.

"Just gotta!" his determination. His goal was only one, he wanted to see Nadia slump and grieve all day. Not smiling and laughing like this. Wasn't it!

He left the mosque and went into his house. Into the store is free. After a few days crowded and overwhelmed serving buyers, now the store is back quiet. He was annoyed, the problem of the store whose income was only a little plus Nadia with her annoying smile.

"Ah .. Didn't Nadia give me an ATM? I wear a little bit is okay, isn't it? It contained quite a lot of it than the cottage," he muttered as he remembered the card Nadia had given him.

He stood up, grabbed the bag, and rushed out. Not saying goodbye to Ikram as well as children who have not returned to school.

"I want to buy clothes like Nadia wears. Where did he buy it, huh?" he muttered while thinking where Nadia bought her clothes.

Ain stopped the ojek he was riding, he stood in front of a two-story building with the words 'Boetik Naira' on the nameplate in the middle of the building.

Ain stepped casually into it. Check out the clothes in the boutique that is quite fantastic price. He was stunned to see the row of numbers listed on each label.

"It's very expensive for the unit," he chirped to release the robe back from his hand.

"Can I help you, Mom?" greet the boutique employees politely.

"Ah .. I'm looking for a plain, but elegant gown. Any?" ask Ain.

"Oh .. This!" The employee gave Ain three gamis. That's exactly what Nadia used.

Did he buy his clothes here. Outrageous, his clothes alone are that expensive? He always seems to look elegant.

So .... For the sake of comforting his broken heart, he borrowed children's money to buy some games.

Just borrow, I'll change.

Ikram sigh resigned when he returned home he did not find Ain. There are no children either. They are definitely in the foundation. Where else?

Ikram dropped his tired body on the sofa. Rubbing his face removes the fatigue that torments his body.

*****

"How, Bi? Didn't Nadia say her approval last night?" ask Ain when night falls. He used the opportunity to talk to Ikram. Sitting in a dressing chair doing facial care as usual.

"Abi remains unwilling, Mi," said Ikram firmly on his decision.

"Why, Bi? Is Abi so much in love with Nadia? To the extent that Abi could not fulfill this Umi request. Come, Bi. Nadia alone can Abi marry, especially she who is only a widow and can not afford to pay for her own life. It was more useful for Abi than Nadia," said Ain again increasingly aggressively seducing Ikram. He turned to look at Ikram who was lying on the bed.

"Already, Mi. Abi already feels enough to have two wives alone" said Ikram again while closing his eyes with his hands.

"Can't, Bi. Umi wants Abi to marry her. Just marry her so that her life is lifted and her needs are met. That's it, Bi!" press Ain impressed forcing Ikram. He looked hard at the man in the bed.

Ikram opened his hands, looking at Ain with my eyes uninspired.

"Mi, Abi knows that our financial condition is in a terrible state. Shops are quiet, incomes are getting less and less. We even struggle to meet the needs of the children in the foundation. If only Nadia had not helped, we would have been desperate to find money to meet their needs"

"Not to mention Ruby will pass the Aliyah class. Abi wants our eldest son to continue his education until college. Can pursue the ideals he wants without pressure from us," said Ikram said the anxiety he had been harboring. Ain grunting.

"These are like those who have no God. Every wife brings sustenance, just like a child. Maybe our sustenance is now being difficult, but do not rule out the possibility after Abi married him God will stretch the sustenance of Abi in the future. We never know what will happen in the future. After all Nadia did not mind at all, after all, Abi's goal was good to help a struggling widow. That's a noble deed, Bi. Do not waste, Umi was willing and Nadia was willing. So, what else!" again Ain did not give up persuading Ikram to obey his desire to marry again.

Ikram sighed, not knowing what to face Ain anymore. Angry, not the right solution for now. Should he give up and obey his first wife?

Allahu ... What should I do? Why is everything like this? Not according to what I expected.

Ikram did not understand why Ain forced himself to marry again. However, which more confused Nadia's resigned attitude to the decision she took. Ikram dilemma. First wife forced to marry, second wife resigned.

"Abi ... how? If Abi agrees, then we will go to his house for a proposal," asked Ain again so enthusiastically.

When Ikram snorted, he turned his back to Ain without answering his invitation. Anger and anger surged in his heart.

Ting!

A message notification goes to Ikram's phone.

[Married, Mom! Maybe he could add the descendants of Mas. I am not a perfect woman, until now I have not been able to get pregnant. Marry her, Mom!]

A short message sent by Nadia seemed to know that she was arguing with Ain. His heart throbbed pain as he read that one message. He was crying without a sound. Putting his phone in the chest.

Nadia ... so big is your heart!