The Second Wife

Part 081 # Away

After the sister-in-law went to bed, Zahra told her husband everything. She told how sad Yasmine was to her husband. He also said everything, until the desire of his sister-in-law to give up from her household.

"I thought it would be like this" Yahya said. Inside the phone screen.

He was looking at the face of his sister on the screen of his phone, Yasmine was sleeping in her bed.

"Just leave him there first, tomorrow tell him permission not to teach. Tomorrow I go home, I want to talk to him, he's gonna need me" Yahya said.

Zahra nodded. "Yes, Mas. I feel sorry for him. I still remember very well when we proposed, she was so sad. But it turns out, today he was sadder."

"I'm sorry, it's troubling you" Yahya said.

"You're what the hell, Mas. He's like my own brother. Don't ever say that again, 'cause I don't like it, Mom."

"Sorry, Honey. I'm just grateful to have a very good wife like you."

"This is the point of husband and wife, Mas. I hope Yasmine's decision is correct, Mas. Even though I feel sorry if I part, somehow their child" said Zahra, looking at her husband.

"The child's problem is easy, dear. His son will definitely get a lot of love. What I'm worried about is Yasmine. If it is separated, then often met, it is definitely not good for his heart," Yahya said with a sad face.

He never expected that the younger brother would have to go through like this. He thought, after being good with Alfin, his sister would be happier because he could be with his best friend. But in fact, quite the opposite.

Zahra could only look at her husband with a nod of her head.

"Yes, you've rested. Sleep, don't get tired. Because later when I get home, I want to make you tired" Yahya said with a smile on his face.

"Ready," Zahra replied with a smile as well. But the two did not continue the joke, because they were both sad because of Yasmine's circumstances.

"Tomorrow I will make sure to go home" Yahya said again.

Zahra nodded, "tell me, if Yasmine stays here again. Usually the bond between mother and child is very strong. Fearfully, suddenly the mother felt worried," she told her husband.

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The morning in front of Zahra's house was beautiful. The page full of green color is so fresh in the eyes, especially when the sunlight that began to appear to the surface, making a little light that makes the leaves sparkle.

Yasmine, who was now beautiful in the clothes given by her sister-in-law was sitting on the porch watching her sister's wife who was watering plants.

"It's cold out here, brother."

Zahra turned towards Yasmine who was sitting down, watching herself. "Yes, you don't feel at home here long?" tanyakanya.

Yasmine smiled broadly, "I am everywhere at home. Yesterday after four months, I was staying at Umi's house" she explained.

"Oh, huh?" ask Zahra to make sure. Yasmine nodded steadily. "Later, Yahya came home. So, you stay here first yes," continued Zahra.

"Yes, I'm still lazy to go home. I'm going to that house again." Yasmine then moved and approached the car of her sister.

"Kok, Brother Yahya didn't bring this car, Sis?" ask Yasmine. He deliberately diverted the conversation. He doesn't like to have to think back about home and ... Alfin, ah it seems that Yasmine does not want her lips to say that name. Honestly, he was still upset, because Alfin's answer to him and to Alifa was different. The answer that made him hurt.

Zahra noticed where Yasmine was standing next to her husband's car. He nodded, "yes. Yesterday Mas left with his secretary, he said his car was new, so use his car," he explained.

Yasmine nodded her head, then she turned her heels back and approached towards the sister-in-law. "They're not fruitful yet, are they, brother?"

"Yes, not yet dong. 'It's not in season yet." Answer Zahra while rolling the hose and putting it back under the tap.

"Ck, not hungry yet, brother. Take a walk," he said.

"Street, will you?" zahra. "Take the breakfast that Yasmine wants" he continued.

"You, you" Yasmine replied with an enthusiastic nod.

"So soon, Brother permission used to be the same Grandson." Zahra passed into the house to say that she was going to take the sister-in-law for a walk.

Yasmine waited while looking around. The Zahra residence complex is not as crowded as the place where he lives or where his mother lives. It was more like a village, probably because it was far from the city.

Shortly after, Zahra came out with a small wallet in her hand. Then the two began to step foot out of the yard.

The road there is very quiet, not too many vehicles. Although the house is crowded, but looks lonely. According to Zahra, the majority of people there are market traders and traveling food. So, every morning there is always quiet. It will be crowded again in the afternoon until evening.

The house is not big, there are some two-story. But it is because the land is narrow, so it is made high.

Two beautiful women in long hijab walk casually, will occasionally greet people if they are passing through a small shop whose seller is sitting while coffee in front of the stall.

In a moment, Yasmine could forget her sadness. He was even very happy while walking there. It felt like he wanted to stay there, in addition to his comfortable place, there was also calm. Perfect for those who like silence.

"Aren't you tired, Yas?" zahra asked as she looked at the sweat on Yasmine's forehead.

"No, I'm just grinning" he replied with a big smile.

Now both have reached the crossroads. There are so many tents that Zahra said will only be there in the morning and night.

Lots of tent sales are installed on the side of the road, and all tents are very crowded Yasmine until silent in place, confused will continue the road to the right or to the left.

"What do you want for breakfast?" ask Zahra again, the secandi thrust a tissue for the sister-in-law.

Yasmine received the tissue and wiped her forehead. "Mmm, what is it, brother? I was confused" he replied.

"Hehe, are you going to the morning market? Not far from here, who knows you want something," Zahra bargained as her sister-in-law was confused.

"Well, may you," Yasmine replied excitedly.

Then Yasmine followed Zahra's steps, turned to the kana and continued to pass through a row of breakfast vendors' tents.

Until they arrive on a road full of people passing. Some sell and some buy. As usual, Yasmine will only follow someone if invited to a shopping place. He will only advance when someone sells snacks. Because for the cooking problem he did not know at all.

Until when Yasmine passed by a store that sold various children's clothes, she stopped for a moment to just look. Actually he wanted to buy it, but mother's speech of pamali's words made him undo his wishes.

He told his sister-in-law that he wanted to eat chicken stews, and of course Zahra immediately bought the ingredients to cook Yasmine's wishes.

Yasmine who had never been to the market could only grimace at the sight of the chicken slaughterhouse.

Continue to buy vegetables, and lastly both then breakfast chicken porridge. Yasmine looked not very appetizing, she even just stirred the porridge in the bowl.

"Come, at the meal. Pity the utun, he must have been starving," Zahra's words immediately made Yasmine aware of the baby in the womb. The woman then ate her porridge.

Nevermind, thought. He must think of himself, remove the rope that binds too tight so that the chest is no longer tight. Now, he must be able to think about his heart, make happy even though he finally has to be alone.