I'm Going to Share a Husband
POV.Mayra

My heart stopped breaking when our house came upon a beautiful girl who was so beautiful but pregnant.

My feelings were already out of my mind when he came and asked about Mas Ilyas' whereabouts and wanted to talk to me about them.

"About them?mean what?is there anything with them?" my mind asked but I haven't had time to ask my husband, the girl has already explained it.

"I'm pregnant, and this child is the son of Mr. Ilyas" she explained.

Duaaarrr...

Like being struck by lightning during the day, my world instantly crumbled as the girl declared herself pregnant by my husband.

"No, no way," I murmured inwardly.

I don't know why, that day my voice suddenly could not come out.So many questions I want to fly on both of them.

But God seemed to hold me back from being carried away by lust and ended up with an anger that I might regret later.

Silence, just silence that I can do while looking at how angry Abah Yusril is and how sad Umm Aida is so that the two of you can only hold hands for the sake of strengthening each other.

We never forbid polygamy.However, Abah Yusril is a man who chooses not to do it.

Because Abah Yusril still feels if he is not able to be fair and of course it will hurt one of his wives later if he does polygamy.

Abah Yusril also never forbade his children to polygamy, but it must all be based on the permission and blessing of the first wife.

What is clear is that it makes Abah Yusril angry with his anger.Even Abah Yusril to slap Mas Ilyas.

And I, I could only freeze silently as I looked at the girl with extreme pain in my heart.

"O Allah, is this what Sister Maysa felt when I played with her husband?is this the law of nature that you gave me so that I would know how a wife whose husband is playing with fire behind her?o Allah, forgive all the sins of my past sins.Truly, I surrender to you." I reiterate again, still in my heart.

Even until the girl left, I still could not let out my voice and called out my pain to the man who had been my husband for 10 years.

But somehow my voice came out and so slowly said, for Mas Ilyas to marry the girl as Mas Ilyas continued to refuse to take responsibility for her and also for the fetus.

"Marry him Mas, I'm sincere." I said with the challenge.

I don't know yet, am I ready to share?am I ready to accept another woman in our household?I really don't know yet.

However, the fetus needs accountability of the person who has presented him.The guilty is his parents are not the fetus.The fetus is worthy of recognition and accountability.

Hearing my words, Mas Ilyas came up to me and sat down in front of me.His face was wet with tears and his cheeks were reddened by the slap given by Abah Yusril.

"But baby, Mas really did not feel if Mas had touched it.There may be Mas responsible when remembering to do it alone does not." replied Mas Ilyas who is now sitting in front of me.

"But the boy needs your responsibility Mas, remember Mas, remember it or not, the boy is now present among you.Make him Mas, I sincerely share a husband with him."I answer to hold the chest tight.