The Wounds of the Second Wife

Chapter 33

"No papa, mbok. Bella's mom is here just to talk." My heart is honest, because Bella did not do anything that hurt me physically, but her words were able to slap this heart to no longer expect much from a marriage that was run because of a treaty alone.

"Oh my God, am I that bad?" my light can only be spoken from within this heart.

"Bak, mbak Anniyah." Atun's voice roused me from daydreams, his face looked anxious, his eyes began to grow wrinkled looking at me full of probes.

"Yes, mbok." my little reply, I don't know, Bella's words keep ringing in these ears, said the cheesy actor so heartbreaking, whether this self has really become a cheap woman, because he began to feel comfortable with the rightful man to be my husband at this time. Yes Alloh, why does this feel so claustrophobic?

"Is there anything Miss Bella said to Anniyah?

Say the same mbok, let Anniyah not feel alone, because mbok see, mbak Anniyah is so depressed." Continued mbok Atun who had sat beside me, patted gently the back of this hand, did not feel the tears had flowed just like that, I felt found the love of a mother from mbok Atun. If only I were alive, astagfirullah.

"Mbok, am I wrong if I start to feel in love with Hamzah?" Out of nowhere, suddenly arrived these lips so smoothly let out what was on my mind.

"Not wrong, ma'am. You are husband and wife, legally married religiously and legally. It's natural to start growing feelings of love and affection." As Atun looked at me deeply, his hands clasped my fingers, as if to channel strength through his attention.

"Am I an actor, mbok?

I've ruined other people's relationships, Yes Alloh I really feel guilty for accepting the deal offer, what should I do, mbok?" My cry also broke with the pain that increasingly pierced the feeling.

"Yes, ma'am. Iling, Istighfar, don't cry like this. What happened is not entirely wrong mbak Anniyah, Bu Bella herself who has brought Anniyah mbak to be her honeymoon, regardless of her intentions for the marriage of mbak Anniyah with Pak Hamzah.

You are legally married in the eyes of law and religion on the approval of the first wife, if Bella is currently blaming Anniyah madam by accusing mbak pelakor, it is a big mistake. Mbak Anniyah is not a actor, because Bu Bella herself brought mbak into her household." Atun said at length, his hand rubbing this back gently, there was pity in the look of his shady eyes.

"Come, mbok.

I may have been wrong, because I started playing with feelings, but this marriage was just a covenant. Yeah, well, it feels really heavy, mbok." My reply is still innocent, because the accusations made by mbak Bella, if this self is a cheap actor, really hurt feelings.

"Here you go, don't put too much into the heart of Bella's words. Sister Anniyah should think about the baby in the womb. For Ms. Bella, she was, from a time ago, selfish and had the evil intention to master Mr. Hamzah. He and his mother, just want to use the wealth of this family to fulfill their ambitions.

The patient, God willing, who is good will find true happiness." Sahut mbok Atun who spoke in a serious tone, his eyes seemed to highlight me sharply.

"Thank you, mbok.

Thank you for listening to my complaint, thank you for being my friend at a time like this. I'm going to go to the room first, my head feels dizzy."

"All right, Miss Anniyah. It's better to take a break and don't think about what Ms. Bella said. Just live according to the heart of Anniyah, love never knows when it comes and when it is time for her to dock. Who and which heart. Mbok make mango juice to let Anniyah back fresh." Sahut mbok Atun, who immediately picked up all the groceries that had been placed just like that.

"Yes, mbok. Thanks." My heart, then set foot to enter the room, witness if first moved in this house, became the place of improving relations between me and Hamzah mas. The man was gentle and soulful as we performed the rites of conjugal relations, for earlier, mas Hamzah did so with compulsion.

I didn't feel like I was asleep for three hours, when I woke up, the clock was two o'clock in the afternoon. I immediately woke up and immediately took ablution water, because I had not performed the dhuhur prayer.

After I finished working on the four-man obligation, I went to the kitchen and took the fruit in the refrigerator, since I was pregnant I was very hungry and liked fruits so much, any fruit will enter this mouth.

One apple and one young mango were in hand, when I was about to peel it, mbok Atun came from the back door.

"Mbak Anniyah is hungry?" ask her with dry laundry.

"Yes, mbok. Now I'm a little hungry and want to keep snacking. Mbok Atun got this young mango from where?"

"Oh that, had just returned from the market to meet Ms. RT, in front of her house mango trees again many fruit, she offered because she knew that Anniyah was pregnant. Yasudah, mbok just right, pretty well given one crackle earlier."

"Well, Alhamdulillah yes mbok. It turns out the neighbors here are good, friendly too, whereas most of them are all rich people."

"Yes, mom. This housing is inhabited by rich people, but they are good, not arrogant. Except the house at the end of the alley, duh amit his man."

I frowned at the words mbok Atun, it seems that mbok Atun know a lot of the same residents of this complex.

"Mbok was also living here, nemeni her sister who has now moved with her husband living abroad. But the house is not this one, still four houses from here, now it has been sold and occupied by new residents.

If you live at the end of the alley, a rich widow, very arrogant and likes to disturb people's husbands, even hearing that her daughter is also a widow." Atun with a serious face, I just smiled in response to his chatter, besides I don't know him and hopefully never will deal with people like that. Not hating his widow's status, but rather his attitude alone.

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