The Second Wife

Part 077# Two Hearts With One Flavor

He's just a human being, he's a nobody. Just a normal wife who wants heaven. But apparently, everything he wanted was so difficult to achieve. Like when he thought it would be easy to share with his best friend. It does not matter if what he shares is love, husband and soul mate.

She is just an ordinary woman who has jealousy and other feelings. Like now, he was covering his face with two palms to ward off the tears that would come out just like that.

This afternoon he forgot to welcome the arrival of the husband, so anxious he would have the feeling he had. All he has done to eliminate the taste that is in the chest. But apparently, all of that is very difficult.

"Sorry, Yas. I can't get rid of this feeling of jealousy" he said with a sick heart.

Like whatever he wants to dispel that feeling, in fact he still feels it. Yesterday, when he was invited to Yasmine's four-monthly event, to be honest he felt very reluctant. For some reason it was as if a stone had struck his foot so as not to leave the house. That's why she and her husband are so late.

It was also what made Alfin always present himself when talking to Yasmine. Actually not only Alifa who is dizzy about his feelings, because in fact the husband is also the same. He was confused to keep the feelings of the two. I don't know what he's going to face both of them. He was trying to be as fair as possible. However, accepted by them, I don't know ... Alfin really doesn't understand.

Back to Alifa who was still sitting on the prayer mat, with a face covered with palms. That's all he can do. He could not tell anyone about his heart, including his parents. He will only tell a glimpse, certainly not the whole.

The woman who had been married for nearly ten years smiled sadly as she recalled a long time ago. When he says he will be ready, he will be patient. But in reality now, he even wanted to give up.

"I'm sorry, Mom. It turned out that I wasn't that strong," she said as she looked in her mind a handsome face full of her husband's smile.

"I'm sorry Lifa, Bi," he said again as the faces of the elderly were present in his mind.

"If only I didn't remember Mas' promise to Yayas, I wouldn't do this either" he said.

The woman cried, when she could no longer hold back the discharge of tears that came out with a rush. It was even as if water was accidentally spilled onto his face.

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Unlike Alifa who was crying in her room, the woman who became her best friend and honey this afternoon was eating a snack bought by the in-laws. Yasmine is still there. Today he has a teaching holiday, deliberately permit two days to be more free to stay at home umi and abi.

Both of her parents-in-law just came home from school, and she was brought home with serabi kuah which felt really make the pregnant woman want again and again.

The three pieces of serabi gravy were already spent by Yasmine, and it all made Abi Sofyan who was sitting there notice herself smiling widely. "Slow child, no one will ask" said the in-law to his son-in-law.

"Leave it, Bi. Yasmine indeed liked Alfin's serabi the most," said Umi who appeared from the kitchen with a glass of water in her hand.

"Yes, spend my son" said Umi, who is now sitting next to her daughter-in-law.

Sure enough, Yasmine added another piece of serabi, of course with a sweet sauce that made the pregnant woman feel full instantly.

Umi and Abi only shook their heads when offered to be fed by the son-in-law.

Umi Fitri was happy when she saw her pregnant daughter-in-law exuding a happy hue, unlike last night. As a mother and a woman, Umi certainly knows what her two daughters-in-law feel. However, he could do nothing but assist in prayer and remind them to be patient and sincere. Although Umi strongly believes that it is all very difficult.

Until nightfall, when everyone was asleep, the pregnant woman was sitting in the family room alone. Watching television while laying her body on the sofa.

It is now 23:20 WIB. So, the house is already very quiet. No longer was there a voice from Abi, perhaps the middle-aged man had just rested.

Every alone, pregnant women who always look cheerful are always sad. His feelings were sad he could not share, because it was difficult to tell everyone whose incident was the family of himself and Alifa.

Every time she felt bad in her heart, the pregnant woman could only sit by reading the holy verses and watching television while rubbing her stomach that had felt if there was a creature living in there.

Sometimes he feels happy about the pleasure that Allaah has given, because the trust is now in the womb. But sometimes he feels sad and wonders, why? Even though he already knows the answer. Again, when his heart wondered, his mouth immediately answered with a mutter with one word, destiny.

Yasmine smiled slanted, so sad that she could not tell anyone, including her mother. He does not want to burden the mind of the mother and father. He just wanted to do something that made his parents happy, and everyone around him laughed. No matter what his heart can laugh or not.

At first glance the words of the husband who had once made his pain again ringing, when his heart again wavering of feelings.

But her sweet words were similarly remembered when her face was seen in the mind. Not about a heart that is easy to change, but about a heart that is hard to accept.

"If I were faced with two choices at that time, between being a second wife or being alone forever. Then, I will choose my own answer forever. But baby, at that time I had no choice but to accept the situation," he said with his hands on his stomach, dewy eyes and a sick heart.

"If you had known, Lif. I'm sick because your desire led me to ask for what you've given me. You know, it's like being given a heart and asking for a heart" he said in the silence of the night. "That's me now" he continued with a pitifully slanted smile.

"But before I ask for a heart. I'll first give you the heart you've given me, so I don't forget how to return the favor."