Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

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"Mas know no? What happened to you this afternoon?" tanya Nadia after performing Maghrib prayers congregated and the two spent time with children in the foundation.

The Ikram who had just finished teaching him how to look at his wife in confusion. The frown on the forehead that he did was enough to answer Nadia's question that Ikram did not know anything.

Nadia sat on the floor of the foundation hall, facing off against Ikram. Learn to read and study a verse there.

"Why indeed?" ask Ikram clearly he wanted to know why because it was his whole life he never felt it.

"Someone put something on the food or drink that Mas consumed this afternoon. A kind of stimulant drug," replied Nadia again with a telling style.

Ikram nodded, his eyes darted at hearing that. He remembered, Yuni made him coffee this afternoon. Is that woman? Sly!

"Where do you know?" search Ikram while staring intensely at the enchanting iris of his second wife.

"Have you forgotten about my past that I told you about? Such things are not foreign to me even though I have never felt them myself. I often see my friends using it before they have sex. So, I know what happened to Mas this afternoon," Nadia replied again without hesitation.

Well ... In addition to Ain, Nadia has also told Ikram about her bad past. Hang out freely, mingle with anyone, dress sexy, and so on. Luckily, he never touched alcohol and did things that were out of control. Evidently with the still girl Nadia when Ikram finish their first night.

Spots of blood on white sheets as a silent witness Ikram snatched away his horror even though it ended with a debate.

"Astaghfiullah! Why did he do this? I don't know, really don't know" Ikram said again as he rubbed his own face.

"But I wonder, why did Mas even come to the house? Usually people who take drugs will not know who he sleeps. The most important thing for him is that his thirst is cured," Nadia told Ikram again.

The man in front of him was pensive, thinking and recalling the incident this afternoon at the mosque.

"Remememember that time, Mas saw your face in plain sight. Smiling, waving, calling Mas spoiled and seductive. Only your shadow is in my mind. No, the woman was standing there almost fooled. Thankfully, God still saved Mas by making his voice heard. I woke up and left and went home, but you were taking a shower. I sat on the bed waiting for you to come out" Ikram explained.

"Hmm .. I didn't know Mas was in the room. I guess someone else who's suddenly hugging wants me to gibas." Nadia chuckled as she recalled what happened this afternoon.

Ikram also smiled, imagining Nadia who only wore a towel was very tempting faith.

"But you know not? That afternoon you really weakened my faith. To the extent that it continues to loom in the mind of your body that is only wrapped in a towel," whispered Ikram while biting Nadia's earlobe hidden behind the mukena.

"Mas!" Nadia screeched directly staring around worried that someone was looking. Ikram chuckled with the panic of the woman in front of him. Nadia was embarrassed. Hiding the red hue on her cheek.

There were several pairs of eyes that were secretly monitoring the incident. They chuckled in anxiety with the couple in the hall. Likewise with the mother nanny who peeked from behind the window of the house. She smiled, Nadia is not a bad person. The only fault is one possible, for being the second woman in Ikram's life. For the rest, there was no evil that he did.

"Isya. Come on, to the mosque!" take Ikram while giving his hand to Nadia. Greeted with pleasure by her soft hands. Walk towards the mosque. Ouch, messraya!

To the extent that the two pairs of eyes that had been paying attention since, the fire beard saw it. Ain was inflamed until his tears fell unstoppably. Yuni snorted sebal. Even though he idolized Nadia, still saw her making out with the Kram, jealousy in her heart.

Ain growled, both his hands clenched, his eyes squinting sharply threateningly inwardly.

"Yet. I still haven't lost. I am still superior to her, already five years married to Ikram to this day she still can not get pregnant. I can still master the Ikram because there are children beside me" Ain said with a high level of confidence.

Yuni smiled, feeling burning her spirit to take back Ikram's heart.

"You're right, we haven't lost yet." Both of them became terrifying figures.

Intentions want to make a second wife suffer, but it plunges itself into a pit of endless suffering. While he, his target was always smiling and never seemed to suffer. Nadia always showed happiness on her face, and hid her sadness in her heart.

Says a scholar, "Almukminu bishruhu fii wajhihi, wa huznuhu di qalbihi." A believer will show happiness on his face, and hide sorrow in his heart. Just like Nadia did.

Even if thousands of suffering were brought to him, heartache was struck at his heart, still his face always seemed radiant to the eye. Even if he never had a sour face.

Nadia should have suffered, grieved, moody, and hurt. Or decide to go and give up on all this. Instead of smiling as if showing off that he is fine despite being hurt.

The two astral beings again devise a plan to haunt Nadia during the day. This time it should work. Anyway must!

"immies? What the hell are you doing there? Why don't you two go to the mosque?" exclaiming Ruby who suddenly came to the house and frowned at the two women who were standing at the side window of the house.

Ain flinched so much with Yuni. The two turned their heads and found Ruby looking at them with raised eyebrows.

Ain smiled awkwardly, he approached Ruby and rubbed her eldest daughter's cheek.

"It's okay, honey. Umi was just showing Aunt Yuni how santri activists when the prayer time arrived like now. And why didn't Umi go to the mosque? Umi was in a hitch," Ain replied as he continued to smile at Ruby's bead.

The teenager nodded his head in understanding.

"Umi, I want to eat Umi's cooking. It's been a long time that my tongue has not tasted the savory cuisine of Umi. Did Umi cook today? No more buying online, right? Because cooking is more efficient," Ruby said with a witty smile that Ain so missed.

Moved as a mother, her son misses her cooking. Indeed, since the arrival of Yuni, Ain rarely cooked. Always order online and he is always busy taking care of himself.

"In the meantime, Umi cook first. It's okay, isn't it, if Ruby waits for a second?" greet Ain with feelings of happiness mixed with guilt. Ruby nodded, sitting waiting at the dining table while playing the phone.

Yuni prefers to go back to her room.

Your kids should be more comfortable there.