The Second Wife

Part 079 # Heart Wound

His eyes were dewy, his lips were smiling sinisterly. Slowly, the woman who was feeling tremendous heartache then turned her heels and left the luxurious two-story house owned by her husband and his beloved wife. Fortunately, his presence was not realized, either by a couple of husband and wife bucin or by Mbak Ina.

With a feeling of being blown to pieces, Yasmine got out of the house and got into the car in a hurry, then she started running her four-wheeled vehicle. Leaving the courtyard of the house that used to be always the most beautiful place for her to share stories. But now everything is different.

The tears that he had touched turned out to still come out, it felt like he wanted to scream as loud as possible. His heart hurts, it hurts. "Why, Lif?" ask him on the road he was on.

Many times he wiped the tears that came out of his eyes, but instead of stopping the clear details it was more and more. It makes it hard to see the road in front of him.

Now he did not know which way he was driving his car, which he obviously wanted to go far away and did not want to see everyone he had hurt. Yeah, he thinks it's wrong. Because it must be present among the equally great love unmatched.The love of Alfin and Alifa.

Now that his car started far away from Alifa's house, he was on a not-so-big road that he didn't know where it was. Then, the sad woman stopped her car on the side of the road.

The girl hugged the steering wheel and buried her face in her arms. "Should have been, you didn't tell Alfin, Lif. Now, what can I do?" his question is full of pain.

"You know, now I love her, but .. I can't stand her, what do I have to do, Lifa?!"

"Alfinen. You should have followed what I said. We're supposed to get everything done first, when this love doesn't exist."

"Even now .. not only love, but there is a baby," Yasmine said so heartbreakingly. Sad to get to the deepest recesses.

Now he feels sore, even though the intention to leave the husband is already there. But he never thought if it would be this painful, when he heard a cry full of cuts from his beloved friend.

"Love can't be shared with a brother, Lif. So how can you share it with me that's only a friend?"

Everything he wanted to say he took it all out. Not even knowing how long the woman had been there, she was completely unaware of the time. Until the light sky turned dark. The road that was originally crowded now began to be quiet, I saw the adzan magrib began to sound.

Yasmine wiped her tears and drove her car back to a nearby mosque. He drove his car and got out and walked to the ablution. Continue to enter the mosque and participate in congregational prayer there. He took the back row, so as not to make people notice his swollen face.

When everyone started to come out one by one, he still remained there. Shutting still. Staring at the end of the face with a confused feeling. He needs someone now. But, who?

Then, his mind was on someone who might be able to listen and provide solutions to his new problem.

Yasmine then stood up and folded her face, then got out of the mosque and got into the car. He immediately drove his car to the house of someone he wanted to meet.

He hoped that this time it was the right one.

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His car is now parked behind the car of someone he loves very much. Then the woman got out of the car. Walk slowly towards the simple but large, one-story house. With a yard full of trees and flowers.

"Yes-Yasmine" said Zahra. Yes, the person Yasmine was aiming for this time was Zahra, the sister-in-law.

"I'm bothering ya, brother," Yasmine said hoarsely.

Zahra who was still wearing the face shook her head, then she extended her neck, looking for who came with her sister-in-law, but in fact there was only Yasmine in front of her.

"No bother, come on in. Who are you the same?" zahra asked as she slowly dragged Yasmine's arm and closed the door again.

The pregnant woman sat in the living room, with Zahra next to her. His sister-in-law looked at Yasmine's face in confusion because of her swollen eyes, a red nose.

"You, why?" ask Zahra slowly. Yasmine was only able to stare at Zahra in silence. "Attent." Zahra stood up from her seat and went to fetch water for her sister-in-law.

The state of Zahra's house was so quiet, that Yasmine turned her head to and fro, looking for the whereabouts of others.

"Here, have a drink first" Zahra gave me a glass of water. Yasmine accepted it and drank it. Then put the glass back on the table.

"Older Brother is staying at Nini's house, so quiet. Mas Yahya is in Bandung, Kaka is alone now. You can tell me brother, what's wrong?" Zahra explained as she asked.

"I want to end my household, Brother," Yasmine said slowly. Down with melted tears that come back out wet the cheeks.

"Astaghfirullah" said Zahra. The woman who is now Yasmine's sister-in-law then brought her sister into her arms.

"But why Yas?" ask Zahra again. He certainly does not know the problem, which he knows between the sister and her honey is fine. Even with her husband.

"My presence and my son hurt Alfah, brother. And I don't want it to last long" Yasmine said.

"Why are you saying that, Yas. All you know is that you've been fine all along" Zahra said.

"Who knows, brother?"

Zahra nodded, she still faithfully rubbed Yasmine's back. He was sure, if the sister-in-law was clearly feeling a heartache that was so very very painful. Because, according to her husband, this Yasmine was a chatty woman who rarely cried, who was the hardest to give up, stubbornly also fierce. However, as a fellow woman Zahra knew exactly, as much as a woman, there was clearly a soft side that was not easily shown.

"Yes, Yas. Sister just looked. Not feeling what you feel. But, big brother sure, if you get this sad, and run looking for someone to talk to. Brother can tell the taste that is in the chest," Zahra still clutched tightly to the sister-in-law.

"Now you calm down yes, take a deep breath so that your tears do not come out constantly. After that you can tell the same brother, so we can find a solution together yes," said Zahra again. He even shed tears, because Yasmine's cries were as much as in her arms.