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The Second Marriage
Chapters 16.
A few days have passed. The wedding day has arrived. The day when two men will break the heart of a woman and a great wife.
Never thought. The happiness that Ros craved after all this time, should end like this. It's a big mistake if he thinks he'll make it the only one in his life.
Several people are now preparing to head to the hospital, including Haikal who is ready to wear bridal clothes.
As a sign of his service as a wife, Ros himself helped put the clothes on. The dress suit was dark blue, matching the clothes worn by Naya there. While Ros himself wears a luxurious abaya in white whose hijab covers the chest.
No more tears flowing. Suddenly—ia like given more power by the Almighty to be able to witness the marriage contract of her two husbands, today.
“Sorry because this hurt you,” Haikal said before they left.
“I'm sincere,” reply Ros smiled, from her beautiful eyes exuding sincerity, “go, we will accompany you.”
Haikal first kissed his wife and his son who continued to move as if he felt the pain of his mother. Ros understood that, but he kept it to himself.
By saying basmalah, they immediately travel.
Once there, some people welcomed their arrival. Including Naya who somehow is much healthier than before. Looks more beautiful with simple makeup and wears a hijab with matching colors.
For some reason, Naya seems to have the spirit to live longer. The woman thought, Haikal married her out of a liking like him who always secretly admires, not because of a will or so forth. The woman was wrong. He found out about this after a while.
In this case, Ros also felt a little cheated. Because Ros thought, what he had seen all this time, Naya was in a state of severe pain. Why does he look healthy today? Does marrying her husband make her heal instantly?
Just like a normal human being, he had once thought a little badly. The age of Naya who was expected by the doctor will not be long anymore—favorable for her to keep making her the only wife. But it turns out ... again the assumption is wrong.
“Good, if everything is ready, we should just start,” said penghulu who a few minutes ago arrived there. The men were separated into a corner of the room, then sat down according to the terms of the marriage. The bridegroom was flanked by two witnesses, in front of whom sat a hand-shaking ruler.
While Ros himself sat not far from Naya, both of them had a glimpse and both smiled. They then embraced each other when the word legitimately was spoken from her husband's lips.
Ros briefly turned his eyes in the other direction as Haikal approached his second wife for a procession. Enter the ring that is reciprocated with a kiss of the hand and kiss the forehead.
There was a drop of tears flowing from both of Ros's eyeballs, but it was immediately wiped with the back of his hand.
Dawiya knows this despite his daughter-in-law's efforts to hide it. It could not bear to make the woman who was almost sixty years old immediately embraced him tightly.
“Stop your heart, yes,” whispered Dawiya who even made the woman's defense collapse. His cry instantly exploded and asked for permission to go out to be alone for some time. Yes, it is natural that Ros is. Everyone understands that very well.
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After returning from the hospital, Ros headed straight home. He was not going anywhere and instead busied himself to divert his mind from the pain. It's better than it keeps crying over the situation. He is responsible for other beings who depend on him.
Haikal himself is still in the hospital. Left there by his family as a bride who only needs alone time. Getting to know each other even further.
But what makes Naya to be surprised, why Haikal who he knows installment now more daydreaming? Stay quiet and read something he doesn't know what it means.
Previously they were strangers because there was nothing to do but friends. But today, why is it even more foreign? Both have status.
“I would love to go home,” said Naya broke the silence.
Haikal turned his head, “Chealing quickly so you can go home.” The man refocused his eyes on the book he was holding. Think Naya's words are just the wind.
Naya was a bit upset, but she chose to hold it herself because she did not want to have further debate.
During those three nights, they interacted as usual without doing anything more. It was really still very foreign and it took some time for the two to get closer. However, Haikal still shows his responsibility as a husband— by doing many things to help provide everything Naya needs.
On the fourth day, Haikal came home and immediately entered his first wife's room. There, he found a woman who was busy folding clothes and cleaning the room. Ros only realized her husband had come after hearing the man say hello.
“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Ros approached and kissed his hand with reverence. “What is the state of Uni Naya? Is he much better?” tanyakanya.
Haikal wonder, “Why should he first that you ask?”
“When you ask, you're definitely fine now. Healthy walafiat,” he replied in a patient and slow voice as usual. His eyes looked lovingly at the man in front of him. While his hand rubs gently from the shoulder to the chest.
Guaranteed, any man will be wiped out with this kind of treatment. The mood calmed down, and the emotions she brought from outside faded and changed into an overwhelming sense of love.
“What have you been doing for these few days?”
“Aplenty. I sew, do homework, check into the clinic, etc.”
“Check to clinic?” reset Haikal asked, “then how are you guys doing?”
“We are fine, healthy insyaallah.”
Then Haikal gently rubbed his stomach and prayed that the delivery of his wife would be facilitated. Safe and healthy, both mother and child.
Until the time comes, a baby boy is born into the world. The first son of Haikal was Yudha Al Fatir. The name they had planned. The child who will have a way of life that is almost the same as him. That makes it look like dejavu. Or a repeated story.
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To be continued.
Janga forgot the vote laiknya also let the writing be as high.
