Sharing Love: The Suffering of the Second Wife

On the Day of the Childbirth

One month passed again, the age of the womb Yuni was approaching the month of his birth. That day, he was sitting with Ain in front of the television. Ikram is teaching in class, and Nadia is playing with the kids.

Yuni suddenly hissed, making Ain who was sitting next to her turn his head with his brows clinging.

"Why?" ask Ain indifferently.

"My stomach's tightening. It seems like something wants to come out," Yuni replied with her calm demeanor.

"You want to give birth?" ask again. Yuni nodded.

"No way! This alone is not your month for the baby, why so fast?" the protest Ain did not believe.

"Ah .. Please accompany me to the Hospital. I don't have the money to pay for the Hospital fee," pinta Yuni held onto her stomach which stiffened again.

"Yes, yeah .. come on!" said Ain while inviting Yuni to leave the house.

"Bilal, tell Abi that Aunt Yuni wants to give birth" Ain told Bilal who was playing with Nadia.

The boy ran to the cottage after Nadia nodded. He found Ain and Yuni, who were waiting for Ikram.

"What's up, Brother, Yun? Is it time to give birth? Not just a few months, huh?" tanya Nadia glanced at Yuni and Ain alternately.

"You know what? Have you ever conceived and given birth? No, right? Don't you fucking know! It could have been premature" Ain said. Seeing Nadia's face reminded her of Sarah's face as she smiled mockingly at her last time.

Nadia smiled before saying, "I never knew what it was like to be pregnant and give birth, but I know how long it took to give birth. Nine months and ten days, at least that's what I learned." Nadia smiled calmly.

"Halah ... just from learning, right, not your own experience?" cibir Ain again.

"For example, premature is always the reason. Not all of a sudden the baby was born prematurely," continued Nadia did not care about Ain's innuendo.

Ain was grieving, Nadia didn't care. He looked at Yuni's mediocre face unlike the one who was about to give birth.

"How does it feel, Yun? Is there regular heartburn?" nadia asked again like a medic.

Yuni looked at Ain who did not know the meaning of Nadia's question. He again dropped his eyes on Nadia and shook his head.

"I ordered a taxi online, huh?" he said he booked his taxi without waiting for their approval.

"Here, the cab's coming soon. Have you got any preparations? Where are the things to bring?" Nadia saw a medium-sized bag lying on the floor.

"Here, don't be so damn concerned!" ketus Ain again. Yuni looked down bad. However, Nadia still smiled despite the repeated insults from her brother.

"Mi, Yuni, said Bilal, do you want to be born?" tanya Ikram with an anxious look.

"Yes, Bi. Go to the Hospital, okay? Poor Yuni was in pain," Ain said, heating up Nadia who was still standing with them.

"Yes, but why does Yuni look okay?" ask me confused. As he remembered, when Ain was about to give birth to his three children, looked in pain even intermittently.

Of course, Mas. You don't know either, yeah.

"Well, the taxi's coming. It's better to be quick because Yuni won't feel heartburn and pain like other women" Nadia said quickly. He waved at the taxi driver asking him to come inside.

Ain and Ikram both helped Yuni ride in the car. Nadia paid the fare. He waved his hands to remove the three people in the car.

Nadia's words really disturbed Ikram's mind. He doesn't understand the meaning. However, the current situation did not allow him to want to think any further.

And true what Nadia said, once she arrived at the Hospital, the baby came out without any drama of pain, straining, or claw-clawing like women who want to give birth in general.

This is very strange and increasingly disturbing the mind of Ikram. How come? When Ain gave birth to his three children first, he was in so much pain and always asked to be rubbed on his buttocks. The process is not short either. What else was the birth of Ruby. All of that really makes Ikram think hard.

Nadia smiled turning back to the foundation. He sat on the terrace watching all the children playing in the foundation garden.

"Bun, why isn't the aunt in such pain that Umi wants to give birth to sisters?" asked Ruby who came to Nadia. He still had time to see Yuni earlier before boarding the car.

"Is it because of that time, huh, Bun? That's how it is, huh? I don't know" replied Ruby ambiguously. Confuses his readers.

"Yes, that's you know. No longer need Mother answer it," said Nadia poked the nose of Ruby's nose gently.

"Enak, dong, Bun so. So no pain. He said the person who wants to give birth must be in constant pain. It was wrong, like Umi back then. Ask to be rubbed on his back with Abi," said Ruby at length.

Nadia chuckles at hearing that. "You know what not? The jihad of a woman was at a time when she was struggling to give birth to a human child into this world. Why is Umi in pain when giving birth to sisters and certainly when giving birth to you?" Nadia looked at Ruby's face seriously listening. He shook.

"That's because Umi earned the reward of jihad from giving birth. Bet your life for the sake of seeing the world, so never hurt her heart. Apologize to him. To be able to give birth to you into this world, Umi you must be willing to sever the veins in her body. Love Umi, yes," said Nadia who managed to make Ruby bow her face deeply. He felt he had sinned against Ain for arguing.

Inwardly, he would apologize to Ain when he came home later. Nadia understood, she rubbed her hijab-covered hair with a gentle sweep.

"As for Aunt Yuni's case, why isn't she in pain? Can Ruby answer that?" ask Nadia.

Ruby raised her head, her sad face was clearly drawn. He nodded.

"That's because Aunt Yuni didn't get the jihadi reward from giving birth" Ruby replied.

Nadia nodded.

"It's a shame, isn't it? In fact, giving birth is a great reward. He still gets the reward, just does not feel what it is like to fight jihad. Youunderstand?" nadia asked while rubbing Ruby's cheek.

He nodded his head in understanding.

"Come, get everything ready before they go home," asked Nadia, who was adopted by Ruby.

They returned to Ain's house, preparing all the necessities needed when they returned home. Starting from cooking, preparing hot water, and all the needs of their babies so that when they arrive home no longer need to bother and just rest.

No need to stay overnight, that night Yuni went home. Nadia and the three children of Ikram welcomed him with happiness. Take them to the room he had prepared with Ruby.

"Wah .. her daughter's daughter. So pretty! It's similar to you, Yun!" nadia exclaimed while rubbing the red baby's cheeks.

"Yes, Mother. Thank you very much," said Yuni was pleased to hear Nadia's praise.

"But why doesn't it look like Abi at all?" ruby looked at the baby's face without interest.

Yuni stiffened, Ain was unwell, Ikram was silent, Nadia who was still smiling while rubbing her soft cheeks.

"May I carry it?" pinta Nadia looked expectantly at Yuni. He nodded his head giving permission to his second honey brother.

"Thank you." Nadia smiled happily, both hands were ready to lift the baby, but was pushed over quickly by Ain. Both Yuni, Ikram, and Ruby as well Nadia were shocked by Ain's actions just now.

"Don't! You, right, have never had a baby. Later the soft bone is broken if you are fat," ketus Ain who increasingly make Ikram and Yuni turn. With Ruby.

While Nadia, lowered her head quickly. Something was pinching and so painful. His eyes were heating up, but he refrained from crying.

Nadia again raised her face, she smiled even though her heart was sore.

"All right, I get it. Excuse me, assalamu'alaikum!" Nadia moved quickly. Running out of the house with her tears breaking. Who wants to be like her sick and unable to conceive.

"He's dead!"

"Mad Nadia!"

"Mother!"

The three people stared at Nadia's back with nanar. Ruby quickly turned to Ain, her eyes staring at him.

"Umi shouldn't have said that to Mommy. Just last afternoon Mother asked me not to hurt Umi for having fought to give birth to me, but tonight Umi's attitude was outrageous! Umi shouldn't say that to Mommy!" Ruby ran away from her house. The creed can no longer hold back anger.