The Uterus for My Husband

marry Zahra or leave najwa

As usual Faras today will leave for the office and previously will take Najwa to the madrasah. There was still an awkward feeling between them because of last night's conversation, Najwa's speech made Faras think.what makes Najwa willing if her husband remarries, one thousand women who want her husband to marry another woman.

Faras drove his car at a moderate speed but there was no conversation between them, they dissolved in their minds. Najwa just turned to the side to see the crowded streets if morning.

" as Najwa said last night seriously mas, please give me a chance to be a mother". said Najwa melted the atmosphere that had been equally silent since.

" Being a mother doesn't have to tell me to marry again, baby, there are many other ways we adopt children" Faras said trying to calm down.

" Mas Faras fertile mas can get children from the blood of gold meat, mas can still marry again. His wife is not one, and there is a reason why you should marry again for the sake of your descendants". Najwa tried to convince her husband.

" however, I cannot be like the Messenger of Allah who is able to be fair". Faras tried to suppress his emotions.

" Najwa will not demand justice from you mas, Najwa will understand Najwa's position.

" mas who can't love". Najwa is silent.

Faras still casually drove his car until arriving to the madrasah. Still in silent mode even Najwa is not as direct as usual.

" dear not to go to madrasah". Najwa then turned to look at her husband.

" please, ". Najwa held both hands of her husband her face was begging.

" dear this is a heavy thing baby I won't be able to do". said Faras.

" marry Zahra or divorce Najwa".

" Maji..." Faras hardened the volume of his voice, fortunately in the car so people outside did not listen. Faras was really angry because he did not call his affectionate name anymore, Faras called his wife's name loudly.

" what do you mean, baby". Faras tried to suppress his emotions he said softly.

" Najwa seriously mas, choose one of them mas. Marry Zahra or leave Najwa". Faras tightened his teeth so that he was not emotional, during marriage Faras never snapped, said rude or angry with his wife. Faras loved Najwa very much.

" astaghfirullah, what a choice is that I can't even afford both".

" If we marry Najwa we will still be together, if we don't want to be better off staying with Najwa." Najwa drew her husband's hand to Salim and went into the madrasa. Faras just silently answered Najwa's greeting after Najwa was far from his car, Faras only realized that his wife really said that. Faras hit the steering wheel hard, he was upset .

" o Lord Najwa why did you give me such a difficult choice, I can't leave you.

In the office Faras was very unable to concentrate, his head was dizzy Najwa speech ringing in his mind even he messed up the meeting schedule today. Faras wanted to quickly go home to meet Najwa, his heart was troubled very bad.

Before Ashar Faras rushed home, he wanted to get home quickly. But on the way he remembered the girl, Zahra whom Najwa meant. Faras stopped his car a little away from his mother's place of sale Zahra.he saw Zahra was helping his mother sell, Zahra served the buyer with a nice smile very sweet.

" astaghfirullah". Faras enjoyed his smile Zahra until he beristighfar.and then Faras drove his car to Baba's house, Najwa was still resting in the room found the wife who was still asleep then he joined lying next to Najwa.

Najwa woke up shocked to see her husband sleeping next to her. Faras did not tell Najwa that he would return home sooner. Najwa stroked the face of her sleeping husband she smiled but her tears were shed.

Faras's mind was still very dizzy with his wife's request, there was no intention of Faras to marry again but this is what asked him is Najwa. Baba was also surprised not usually see Faras break afternoon here, that time kiyai Umar no schedule anywhere.

" not usually Faras come home quickly and rest here ma, what's with them". asked baba who was curious about them.

" maybe he was tired so immediately rest or maybe Faras was not feeling well again". umma looked at the possibility of two things.

" it could be the ma, hopefully it's okay why the feeling of baba is so bad like this ma".

" Don't be prejudiced bad ba is not good, we pray for them hopefully there is no problem whatsoever" baba nodded continuing to read the book in his hand.

" Najwa why Faras came home early to see if he was sick, ". asked umma curious.

" Najwa also did not know that Faras was coming home at what time ma"

" your husband has been home since noon maybe you fell asleep.

" from noon ma". umma nodded Najwa then to her room afraid if what umma said was true that her husband was sick. Najwa held her husband's forehead, neck wanted to be sure but nothing. Faras, who felt his wife's hand, grasped Najwa's hand and kissed him.

" Mad, mas is okay, said umma mas has been home since noon". Faras blinked his eyes he was still lazy to wake up just so Faras pulled his wife to sleep with him.

" don't love mas don't hurt but mas mind is sick at the moment". Najwa frowned.

" what do you think, do not think too deeply mas.work if tired yes rest do not in the body also need rest.

" Why do you still ask what you think, you remember what you said this morning. it makes the mas not concentrate in work.mas cancel all meeting schedules today, today, mas did not focus on quickly meeting you wife mas". explained Faras still hugging his wife from behind.

" i'm sorry Najwa mas, that's all I want from you".

" it's a pity you know being fair is not easy, I've told you several times this thing" said Faras he opened his wife's hijab Faras very like to smell the fragrant smell of his wife's hair. his trademark soft makes the passion of Faras burst.

" we try yes insyaAlloh mas will be able to. and I will not demand more justice from you".

" what about Zahra" asked Faras.

" well, Najwa chose a wife not just an ordinary wife, even though Zahra was a commoner, but she had a broad understanding. Zahra lady saliha she deserves to be my madame to be my wife mas."

reposeful

Faras closed his eyes again while hugging his wife.

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seriated