Pursuing My Husband's First Love
Begging to Mariam

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[Mba Mariam? there is something I want to talk about .. Please Mba Mariam?] fill in the message in the green application Mariam.

Old Mariam simply looked at him, "What kind of person is Medina really?" mariam muttered.

[Mba Mariam? I beg you, Mba Mariam is like avoiding me, at school, or when passing in the street, Mba Mariam why?]

"True, what am I?" ask Mariam to herself.

[Sorry Medina, I didn't mean that, so what do you want to say?] reply Mariam after thinking for a moment.

[Let's meet Mba!]

[Where?]

[By Mariam, the important Mba Mariam is comfortable,]

[Well, it'll be the afternoon after Ashar in the park, let me take Okta to play.]

[Yes, thank you Mba]

The appointed time arrived, Medina seemed to come earlier than Mariam, with a peach-colored robe that made her look graceful.

"Assalamualaikum Medina, has it been a while?" greet Mariam.

"Waalaikumsalam Mba Mariam, just how are you, hay pretty how are you?" medina's views turned to Octavia.

"Good aunt Medina,"

"Nih aunty has milk for Kaka Okta," Medina said as she offered a box of milk to Okta.

"By Mah?" octavia asked Mariam innocently, Mariam nodded and Octavia accepted the gift of Medina happily.

"Udah Okta can play, Mama sama aunty Medina ngawasin from here yes,"

"Good Mah" Octavia ran into the middle of a crowded park with young children in the afternoon.

Medina and Mariam then sat on a small bench under a tree full of yellow flowers.

"So what do you want to talk about?"

"Hemm, I hope Mba isn't offended, so ... Mba Mariam this is Mas Musa's first love, right?"

"So, maybe Mizan thinks so, but it's all over, so what's the problem?"

"Hemm, Mas Musa my husband, still ... still has feelings for you Mba," said Medina nervously.

"Hem, it seems that it is purely a matter of your household, I have never communicated anything with your husband so it is not appropriate that I be linked," replied Mariam who began to get nervous.

"True, but as a wife I could not bear to see Mas Musa suffer, Mas Musa tried to love me but he suffered so much because his heart was already full by you Mba Mariam," Medina began to shed her tears.

"Keep, what do you want? Saying this to me won't change anything, Din."

"I consider it Din's done, there's nothing more to regret and forgive,"

"Mba will not just close the door when Mba saw Mas Musa that afternoon, Mba's attitude is not in accordance with Mba's answer now. Please Mba, release Mas Musa from his guilt, only with Mba Mariam forgiving him Mas Musa could easily learn to love me Mba, I beg you."

Mariam took a deep breath seeing the earnestness of Medina pleading with her.

"Then tell your husband, I've forgiven him for saying my apology if I had something wrong with him."

"Mba, tell me directly I beg Mba,"

"You're right, Din! I have a husband and you want me to meet your husband to discuss the past?!"

"We can talk 4 Mba, so that everything is done without misunderstanding."

"Mas Bian isn't like you to take care of his partner's past."

"Mba, I beg you!"

"I don't understand you any more, Din, is this Mizan's wish or yours?"

"This is purely my desire Mba, Mas Musa suffered greatly because he felt he owed you an apology, every night Mas Musa woke up with a body full of cold sweat because he dreamed of you Mba, Mba, my feelings hurt every time I see it, I want to end it, I always pray that I find the figure of Mariam and I promise myself to beg you Mba, and see ... Allaah granted my prayers and made destiny bring us together."

Mariam fell silent to Medina's story, realizing it was not trivial anymore. Moreover, the fact that Mariam keeps the same thing, it's just that Mas Bian the husband is very respectful of Mariam's past and never bring it up, otherwise it would not be easy for Mariam to forget Mizan.

"It may not be easy for Mizan, but honestly it's not easy for me either. Mizan ignored me and continued to pursue her ambition to align with her brother Mas Aaron, all done for the sake of a confession in front of her family. She even refused my request to marry before she left for Yemen, I was tormented so I decided to let go of him to pursue whatever his ideals were not because I did not support him but I realized that I was a wedge for him to achieve what he had dreamed. It's not easy, Din, I was at the low point of my life when I decided to leave him, all the dreams, hopes, plans and even dreams that we had built collapsed instantly. So, what do you think Mizan hasn't done, while I've considered it done?"

"Mba Mariam shut down all access to communication blocking here and there, it made Mas Musa overpowered pain because of you Mba,"

"I did it because that's my defense. Look Medina, there's a parable for you, I hope after this you'll stop doing what you shouldn't be doing,"

"I love chicken wings, and hate eating chicken thighs. While Mas Bian is very fond of chicken thighs and hate when it comes to eating his wings. And just because I wanted to give my best to her partner I gave the chicken wings that I liked so much to Mas Bian hoping that Mas Bian realized my form of sacrifice to her without ever knowing that it was actually Mas Bian hate chicken wings. And because Mas Bian appreciates me, he eats what he hates. And vice versa, we end up eating the things we dislike the most, all because of what? because the feeling of most wanting to sacrifice without communication, do not be the most want to sacrifice and feel the greatest and can solve everything Medina, who knows Mizan even tormented because you are not as happy as you thought."

Medina was just speechless to Mariam's words, she seemed to be slapped and asked herself about it.

"One more thing, it's not easy for me to bury all my feelings towards Mizan, even if I want to get her out but I try so hard to bury her, please appreciate my efforts to forget your husband by not bringing her up, and maybe even Mizan did the same. Appreciate our efforts to bury the story. Appreciate that Medina, please stop!"

Medina was silent in her grief, she did not believe that all her sacrifices were wrong, but all Mariam's words were true.

"Hargive Mas Bian as my husband, even though he never asked me about my past but that doesn't mean I can care about him. And if I have to talk to Mizan about the past, doesn't that show I don't respect Mas Bian?"

"Mba ... !"

"Enough Din, I hope this is the first and last time you bring this up."

Suddenly a man came near them.

"Mah ... ?"

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