Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

The Only Place

A wedding that I never thought was going right. The bride continues to smile proudly as if she is a queen in the hearts of the community because she is married to Ikram.

Who does not know Ikram.

He continued to smile to welcome guests who came to greet and congratulate him. Along with Ain who stood beside him, while Ikram prefers to sit on the bench with the community talking many things without being seen enjoying the party.

The night that Yuni always awaited came, the party broke up faster. Ikram didn't even set foot in that house. He prefers to stay in the mosque with his worshippers.

"Abi wants to go home, if Umi wants to stay here is okay," said Ikram to visit his two wives who sit waiting on the terrace.

"Lho, Bi, why go home? Just stay here" Ain refused. Yuni pretends to be a tame cat.

"If Umi wants to be here already, Abi will still go home to pity the children at home," said Ikram again did not heed Ain's refusal. He turned towards the car, but Ain stopped him.

"Wait, Bi! We're coming along" he said, pulling Yuni into the house and back with a big bag in Yuni's hand. Crunching cream does not like, but cannot prevent.

The three left the Yuni residence, inside the Ikram car did not look at the two at all. He focused on driving. Yuni would occasionally steal a glance at the man who had just married her today.

The car arrived at the gate, a santri who was in charge of the night guard opened the gate. When he got out, he walked without looking again. Leaving both of them not his destination home, Ikram turned to the gate of the foundation. Keep walking under Ain and Yuni's sharp gaze.

Nadia's home.

The woman was sleeping in front of the television when the sound of Ikram disturbed her sleep.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam!" He moved with laziness. Long pajamas and an instant veil were worn while opening the door for her husband.

"Mass?" Nadia turned her head to see Ikram with a disheveled face standing in front of her house.

The man did not answer, he hugged Nadia. Crying sadly, why should his life be like this.

"Mas, why? What's up?" nadia asked as she returned her embrace.

The rare event was perpetuated by the sense of sight of the mother caregiver in the foundation, as well as some students who accidentally passed. That night they knew Ikram's love for Nadia was so great.

"I'm sorry, Mas" he said, hugging Nadia's body. I don't know what happened Nadia doesn't know anything. He took Ikram in and closed the door.

"What are the kids here?" tanyanya after glancing at Nadia's room who slept with her three children.

"Yes, Mas. I told them to sleep at home, but I didn't want to even be with them. Be here all," replied Nadia looking at her room.

"Where are you sleeping?"

"That!" Nadia pointed to the front of the television. On the fur carpet there are blankets, laptops and various kinds of objects that Nadia usually uses when working.

"Mas wants to sleep here too" said Ikram.

"The lazy mas at home, Ain brought Yuni home," replied Ikram honestly. He broke down, dropping his head on Nadia's lap spoiled.

"Yuni?" repeat Nadia while rubbing the tangled hair Ikram, occasionally combing it using fingers.

"Yes, the woman's name. I don't want to be home because there is him. Do you know him?" Ikram opened his eyes and looked at the face of Nadia who had rippled.

"Ah .. no, Mas. I don't know him" he answered nervously. Cramps again closed his eyes, turned to face the stomach of his second wife. Hugging the slender waist was spoiled with Nadia.

Only at Nadia's house, he could get the composure. That pretty face never looked sour, what more angry with glaring eyes. Ikram can get peace of his heart when with Nadia.

Nadia pensive. Yunii. That name he remembered. It was Ain's friend who was introduced at the Hospital while visiting the sick foundation boy. Nadia knew the woman was not her husband's congregation.

That's Ain's best friend, there's a plan to make him the third wife of Ikram mas. Hah~

"Mas, what does third wife Mas look like?" ask Nadia. The ikram does not. She rubbed her face into Nadia's stomach.

"Mas doesn't want to imagine it, don't talk about him. I don't like it" he said firmly. Nadia was silent, from the line of Ikram's face, she did not look happy. Instead, be tormented by all of this.

"Why are you here? Aren't they-"

"Where should I go, Nadia? You have to find somewhere else to find peace. I just want to calm down. Mas tired of all this, let Mas here because here Mas can get calm. If you mind too, and do not want Mas here Mas will look elsewhere," replied Ikram menukas Nadia speech quickly.

"Ah .. no! Just here!" Nadia pulled Ikram's face and pressed him on the stomach. Ikram smiled triumphantly.

"Sleep!" he said as he went up and lay with Nadia.

He hugged Nadia from behind. Making one hand as the head of Nadia. Just the calmness she wanted, and Nadia could give it to her heart.

"Mas tired, Nadia. Turns out having more than one wife is hard, huh." Ikram laughed bitterly. Nadia rubbed Ikram's hand that was coiled in her stomach.

"It should have been if we could have accepted each other, none of this would have happened. For Mas, it is enough for you and Ain to be Mas's wife. Not another," lamented the more Ikram that Nadia still listened to.

Yeah ... Nadia is the best listener. He never interrupts when someone is telling a story. Will listen carefully until complete.

"Patience, Mas. All of this is a test of faith from God. Never give up on the grace of God, Mother. Make this all for us to draw closer to Him. Maybe this is due to our lack of gratitude all this time" said Nadia softly.

The cream is completely washed away. He did not want this calm to just disappear. Without them noticing, the Awakened Ruby eavesdropped on everything. He heard clearly that his third wife's ashes were kept at home. Exorbitant!

He gawked out of the room, looking at Nadia and Ikram who were asleep hugging. Ruby did not expect, Ain would go so far. She was not aware that not only her heart was feeling sick, but her husband was also hurt even the people around her also felt the same way.

He threw himself back down, looking at the faces of his two sisters who were sleeping together. A single tear fell as he closed his eyes.