The Second Wife

Part 068Shadow Different

On the back bench, Alifa was telling her husband to sit next to Yasmine. There is an empty seat there. However, Alfie refused. Because now he's for Alifa, so he doesn't want to steal time. Especially to keep the feeling of the first wife of course. Although his first wife is more mature, but Alfin knows, whose name is indiscriminate jealousy and age limit.

"But, Mas. She looked lonely" said Alifa pleading with her husband.

Alfin pulled Alifa's hand and took her in his hand, rubbing the back of his beloved wife's hand. "Honey, I don't want that until I divide my time by a difference. Never mind, she's with mom" said the man.

"Look, honey, the guarantee is beautiful. I remember when we used to be" continued Alfin.

Alifa smiled and looked over. "It could be," he said.

"Really, look! Now everything is getting cool, we were no less cool. All are white. White is holy, honey. As holy as our love," Alfin's words made Alifa's smile wider. Even to forget the shadow that is now in the mind of someone who sits on the front bench there.

"MaSyaa Allaah, Ma'am Zahra is very beautiful, yes Mas," said Alifa when Zahra came out and was greeted by the newly converted man.

"Beautiful, you," said Alfin.

"Mas, stop it! You don't understand the place" said Alifa.

The few people behind the pair of old brides had a new taste of it were smiling to themselves. Do not focus on paying attention to the ijab event, because the husband and wife in front of him are more attractive because of his romance.

Until the two brides show off their fingers in front of the camera that leads to it. Then show off a wedding book, according to the instructions of the photographer. Alfin can see for himself the young wife is photographing the happiness of her brother with her smart phone. Right behind my dad. He smiled and was happy to see his wife happy. Without knowing, if the wife had just remembered their marriage with a sad heart.

"Look, Honey. Yayas's clothes are nice, aren't they?" alfina asked Alifa.

"Yes, great. It was indeed his favorite color, he chose," replied Alifa. "His stomach is getting bloated" continued Alifa. However, it was not heard by Alfin. Her husband was still smiling watching the wife who is now a cameraman. Whether using anyone's camera, he doesn't understand.

Another Alfin, another Yasmine. In front of the happy brother. There was a little pain in his heart. Come on, he's strengthening his heart. In reality, his heart could not forget the past events.

After taking pictures of happiness, he also took pictures of everyone using a camera carried by his mother. A mother knows better, wants her child is still small or mature, which is clear the mother who knows everything. Evidently from Radiah's mother who brought the camera belonging to the princess. Because he knew, if the princess would obviously take pictures until satisfied.

He took pictures of everyone who looked cheerful. If he does not know the person, he will ask permission first. From the photo of the mother, the father, to everything. Not spared the husband and the honey. He even gave a warning so that both of them were ready for the results of his shots. Give directions as well so that both look good.

"Near dong, Al."

"See each other well, let's be good in the picture!" His orders were to his two dearest men.

Alfin and Alifa. But as a woman Alifa also glanced towards the honey. But what she saw, the honey looked ordinary. Even tends to be cheerful.

Every eye that looks, they know, if now, the cameraman who is photographing the couple is the honey. But, another with the familiar. Even until the pair of newlyweds looked at each other upon seeing that scene.

Same with the parents. On their lips were indeed smiling happily, but in their hearts they were telling each other about their assessment of Yasmine's feelings.

Arrived where Yasmine asked someone to help take a picture of the three of them. Yasmine even asked permission for the seat next door to be vacated for her to sit down.

With a big smile, Alfin embraces his two wives and the three show their neat rows of teeth in front of the camera.

Yasmine then left there after finishing taking pictures. Go to the reception. Now Zahra is beautiful with a kebaya wedding dress with a Sunda siger crown. Her beauty made Yasmine who was ready to take pictures fascinated. Especially with a new husband. They both look very compatible.

Until the next event went smoothly, and now only the remaining family photos show. Yasmine who was feeling tired and a little pain in her stomach tried to step aside for a while from the crowd. Of course after congratulating the two brides.

After she was busy, the woman seemed to not think about the existence of the husband. He focused more on the object he took to shoot. He sat on a chair at the end of the tent. Quite far from the crowd, as he sat outside the tent.

A little hot, yet still able to feel the breeze. So soothing. He looked to the right and left, watching the streets not too crowded, but the sound inside the pilgrimage tent was still heard. But it doesn't matter. As long as he can rest for a while, why not.

Then on a whim he looked back at the pictures in his camera. He smiled when he found a funny picture. I half laughed when I found a funny picture. He could only photograph a pair of legs, who knows whose feet it is. Then the removal of images that are not good according to him.

Still feeling relaxed alone, until someone came to him.

"Assalamu'alaikum!"

Yasmine, who was shocked, looked up. "Wa'alaikumsallam," he answered briefly as the approaching man. Then the woman came back down.

"Sorry, can you contact me?" ask the man.

"Sorry too, I'm married" Yasmine replied.

"Oh, huh? Don't lie" said the man. "I, Fadil. The family of Teh Zahra" continued the man who claimed to be named Fadil.

"What am I lying about. Just ask, Brother Zahra. I'm the sister of the groom."

"Mmm .. believe me no? You see, the ring finger is still empty" said Fadil with a sincere smile. The man who was Zahra's distant brother was indeed instantly stunned when he first saw Yasmine.

Standing a distance of one meter, Fadli could see if Yasmine was currently nervous. It all made the young man smile happily. He hopes that the beautiful woman will get acquainted and continue in a good direction.

What Yasmine felt was annoyed. Again with the ring. Because of the ring, people don't know they're married.

Yasmine took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Please leave me. I'm really married, and why ask about the ring? My finger is allergic, that's why I don't wear a ring" he replied in annoyance.

"But I didn't see you with someone who could be your husband" the man said.

Yasmine was still lowered, yet she smiled. "My husband works abroad. Can't just go home. He'll be home later, when we have a four-monthly event."

The man named Fadli nodded. I don't know what the middle man was thinking, which he obviously retreated slowly, of course saying his regards. Farewell.