Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Form of Ikram Protest

That night after reading a message from Nadia, Ikram left the house and Ain shouted to call Ikram to wake his two children.

"Enjoy! Umi why?" nafishah and Bilal cried out to Ain's room.

The woman looked at them with a messy appearance. Random hair, chest up and down because of emotions. Just this time Ikram went without saying goodbye to her and did not care about her.

She hugged her two children while crying. Bilal and Nafisah looked at each other and shook their heads not knowing.

"What's up, Umi?" bilal asked Ain who was sobbed in his arms.

"No, hon. It's okay," said Ain trying hard in front of them.

"Where is Abi, Mi?" Nafisah asked, she took off her embrace and looked into Ain's reddened eyes.

"Abi went to his second wife's house. He does not even care about Umi's call, Abi you no longer care about Umi," said Ain complained to his son.

However, both are just small children who do not know what to do when faced with problems ever adult.

"Maybe Mommy is sick again, Umi," chirped Bilal who increasingly ignited Ain's emotions.

"Your mother is healthy, not sick. He did want to take your Abi from Umi. Wanting to keep Abi away from Umi as well as you," Ain replied again with emotion.

He did not even hesitate to show his anger in front of Bilal and Nafisah. In fact, Ikram did nothing to him. He left because of the annoyance Ain constantly persuaded him to marry again.

"Umi seems to have to rest, maybe Umi soy sauce. Let us accompany Umi to sleep," said Bilal, inviting Ain to enter the room and lay down with the two.

He was flanked by Bilal and Nafisah hugged his two children who he had not touched for a long time.

While Ikram went to Nadia's house with an erratic feeling.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Nadia!"

Ikram knocked on the door of Nadia's house calling out the name of his second wife so that he immediately opened the door.

Nadia moaned, she opened her eyes and made sure her ears did not hear wrong.

"Mas Ikram?" His forehead wiggled. He got out of bed and opened the door. Long pajamas and an instant veil she wore to greet her husband.

"Mas, what's the night at home?" asked Nadia astonished. There was no reply from the man who kept looking at him sharply. Cramps entered in hastily closing the door and locking it. He pulled Nadia into the room and did what she wanted to do with the woman.

"What's up, Mom?" Nadia was confused by the attitude of Ikram that night. He came and without saying anything peppered Nadia with haste.

"Mas just wants to spend the night with you, Nadia. Please, don't refuse!" pinta Ikram with a raucous voice. He again fondled the woman with a wild soft touch.

"Mas!" lirih Nadia when Ikram bit the sensitive part of her body. Nadia didn't want him either. Nadia was washed away by the touches that Ikram did. Her creeping hands swept across every surface of Nadia's soft skin.

His nose was constantly sniffing, his lips were sipping what he wanted. Nadia is really excited. The game lasted thirty minutes. Quite satisfying to Nadia.

The pans wrap around their bodies and give a kiss on the forehead. He held onto Nadia's body tightly. Immerse the face in the recess of the woman's neck comfortably. His hand coiled in Nadia's stomach was not disturbed at all.

"Mas why?" Nadia rubbed Ikram's hand that was coiled around her stomach. Instead of answering, Ikram tightened his circle of hands and further buried his face in Nadia's neck.

"Nadia ... are you sure of your decision?" ask me with a sound set. Her warm breath hit Nadia's skin causing an unusual tingling sensation.

"I've been thinking about it day and night, Mas. I swallowed, I vomited, I swallowed again, and I vomited again until it became something round and formed a belief." Nadia changed position.

Tilting the body facing the Ikram and smiling. The faces of the two met, Nadia put her hand on Ikram's cheek.

"Marry her, Mas. Who knows, he'll get another child out of his womb. Let the baby take care of me, I'm fine. Don't think too much of me"

"At any rate, Brother Ain's goal is good. Raise the honor of a widow who is always scorned. Hopefully with Mas married him, his degree in the eyes of the community will be lifted until no longer a gossip," continued Nadia still with the same smile.

Let Ikram get married, he has made his own decision. It was not that it did not hurt, but more pain that Ain felt when Ikram suddenly asked for his permission to remarry.

Ikram did not say, he pulled Nadia's body and buried it in his chest. Ikram cried in silence. Never thought Nadia would be so willing to marry again.

Whatever, as long as you don't ask for a divorce from him. Ikram just wants to be with him. He felt Nadia was his responsibility for a lifetime.

That night, Ikram and Nadia spend time together. Take off the longing that is always passionate asking to be completed.

"Mas, I'm going to the factory, yes" Nadia said in the morning. The two were eating breakfast made by Nadia herself.

"Mas inter," said Ikram no longer want to cover his feelings for Nadia.

"Well, there's no teaching schedule today?" Nadia sat down and started eating her breakfast.

"Lossy, the final class is preparing for the exam," replied Ikram again.

Nadia smiled, then nodded. Perhaps Ikram wanted to overflow, exasperating him to Ain. Forms of protest over Ain's harsh attitude.

Ikram holding Nadia's hand out of the house, he did not even go home. Under the gaze of Ain Ikram invited his two children who were ushered Ain forward to leave together.

Ain who was angry, annoyed and disappointed, grew overflowing with anger in his chest. Ikram opens the car door for Nadia, he also helps her children in. Then left the cottage without glancing at Ain who stood pecking on the terrace.

Only Nadia greeted through a smile and nod of the head. It was as if intentionally making Ain burn flames of jealousy. You're pouring oil on coals.

Both of Ain's hands were clenched, his eyes reddened and hot, his face blackened. He entered the house, the door slammed firmly. His chest rose and fell with the hunting breath.

"However! Watch out for you, Nadia! Have fun today. Tomorrow it is you that I will suffer. I don't want you to be happy and laugh over my tears!"

Ain staggered. His body fell on the sofa. He cried, roared, while squeezing the sofa on which his body rests fell. Really, he could not accept the attitude of Ikram and Nadia this morning. His heart was sick, increasingly pierced and became an incurable gaping wound.

"You're evil!" his screams echoed throughout the house.

"You never think about my feelings! You're evil!" He screamed again, and then cried bitterly.

"Why do you have to, Bi? You said you'd love me forever. You said you'd make me happy. You said you wouldn't hurt me, in fact. You incised the wound in my heart, you tore away the feeling in me. Abi ... didn't you promise to keep me smiling? Where is my husband. O God ... return my husband as he was."

Ain lamented in a stupefied cry. Sobbing alone no one accompanies.