Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

Overnight with the Kids

After weighing the taste in the room alone, Ikram decided to stay at Nadia's house. Those who were in the house even seemed to forget their three children. For days Bilal and Nafisah stayed at Nadia's house, Ain was not looking at all.

Ikram got out of his bed, just about to stand a message coming into his phone.

[Assalamu'alaikum, Mom. Sorry, tonight I stayed at Mamah's house because Mamah's condition had deteriorated. The kids are home alone. If you want to accompany me, just come home. Poor them.]

A series of messages from Nadia suddenly made Ikram lethargic. He slammed himself in the bed tired. Lying for a moment staring at the ceiling of the room. Intentions wanted to come to Nadia, but whatever the power of his second wife was not in place.

The debate was still heard from the mouths of his two wives. Fight over who will spend the night with him. Yuni insisted that she should get more attention. Ain did not want to give up using his power as his first wife.

Crash the victim both mouths without the brake. He stood up and walked out of the house to Nadia's house. Accompanying the sleeping children seemed to be more calming.

When Ikram opened the door that was not locked, he continued to walk in without realizing his three children who were still cool watching television. They are calm here, can laugh and joke without having to hear a fight every day.

"Ekehms! Can Abi sleep here with you?" Ikram's voice jolted the three children. They compactly looked up and stared at the puzzled large tall man who was standing looking at them.

"Abi? But Mother is not in place. Mother's sick grandmother stayed there," reported Bilal still in the same position lying down with his head looking back.

The men approached lying between them. Nafisah and Bilal shift the body giving space to Ikram. Long time did not feel the embrace of their abi, making the three children stick their bodies on the body Ikram.

Including Ruby who was lying down even though not like her two sisters.

"Abi knew, Mother had sent a message to Abi. Are you guys here every day? Is your Mother not bored if you are in her house every day like this?" ask Ikram with a focused view on television.

Bilal and Nafisah curled up under his armpits. The two children really missed their parents. However, they were lazy to go home because there was Yuni there.

"No! Mother is happy that we are here. Mother always makes whatever we ask for. Mommy also always makes pudding as a watching friend," replied Bilal enthusiastically. Nafisah nodded in confirming.

"really? Where's the pudding? Abi wants to." Ruby gegas. He took the pudding Nadia prepared from the fridge and brought it to the front of the television. The three men sat down simultaneously.

They enjoyed the snacks Nadia made with joy. While occasionally laughing merrily and spoiled with their abi. A moment that had never felt since Yuni's presence.

"Did Nadia always feel happy like this?" he murmured in the heart. He lay quietly with his three children. Without wanting to know how his two wives are doing at home.

"Mas!"

"Pig! Open the door, let Umi in!"

"No, Mom! I want to spend the night with you, this is your son's luggage, you know."

Ain and Yuni were both standing in front of the door of Ikram's room. Knocked and begged their husbands to open the door and let them spend the night with him. Honey, up to an hour standing Ikram never open the door for them. Don't know, right now their husband is sleeping in Nadia's house.

"It's all because of you, anyway. Just try you're not greedy should Ikram sleep with me tonight," Ketus Ain stared at the cynical Yuni who was walking beside him.

"Lho, you should have given up. As the oldest should be able to protect the younger. It's my baby's luggage, she wants to sleep with her Papa. You should have just relented earlier, not this pregnancy that you were waiting for. Now that's the case," Yuni's murmured in annoyance.

He walked quickly ahead of Ain and landed his butt on the sofa. Ain also came to sit his body on the sofa. He folded his hands on his stomach, staring out the window reluctantly to meet Yuni.

Seeing that, Ain was jealous. He was afraid that Ikram would get closer to Yuni and stay away from her. That can't happen! However, no one can be closer to Ikram than him.

The woman moved not to forget to pin the smile that made Ain's heart turbulent. If he doesn't remember Nadia, she's been dumped. Ain grunting. Upset that Ikram ignored him, he went into his own room.

Morning at the house Ikram already presented a hot view of his two wives. They were in the kitchen with cooking utensils. The race attracted the attention of Ikram by making him breakfast.

"Pig!"

"Mas!"

Ain and Yuni looked at each other hatefully while their voices echoed in unison.

"Why did you call him?" ketus Ain did not like the attitude of Yuni who began to dare now.

"Why? Of course because I want to invite her to eat together," said Yuni fiercely. He sneered across his chest looking down at his Mad Brother.

"Remember, Yuni! Who brought you to this house? Me! Don't try to be a mistress in my house! I won't hesitate to kick you out of my house and Ikram .. I make sure he won't defend you" Ain threatened with a serious look that he didn't cover up.

Yuni flinched hearing the threat from Ain, in fact she was not afraid at all of Ain's threats. Yuni only considered it a mere figment. Only, the goal has not worked. He must give up this moment.

Both of them clashed to put up a haughty body. For quite a while, each other was silent with the gaze imprinted on each eye.

The flash of fire snatched fiercely from the two beads until unknowingly it was the Kram that they made a headache when entering the house and got his two wives standing at the dinner table like two hostile people and met revert.

"Mas!"

"Pig!"

"Breakfast!"

Compact, in rhythm with both of them back to throw a glance after glancing at each other. Scratching his itchy temple, he also frowned badly on both.

"Sorry, yeah. Had breakfast with the kids. Ruby's cooking, good cooking too. Sorry," said Ikram, who left behind two wives who were like mortal enemies.

"What happened, dong?" luh Yuni while staring at a plate of fried rice complete with her cow's eyes.

"Yes ... How else? Just eat it yourself" Ain said as he sat in front of his cooking and ate it.

Yuni pouted, co-sitting beside Ain while eating his homemade fried rice. When Ikram came back to them, he would play with the kids all day.

"Like this continues so that the husband is at home," continued Ikram without the intention of accompanying his two wives to eat. The two snorted continuing to eat even though they were not tasteful.

Pesantren is still in a holiday mood, Ikram intends to invite his son to go to the store while hoping buyers start arriving again. With Bilal and Nafisah, he rode his long-disused butut motorcycle. Forced because the car sold Ain.