Pursuing My Husband's First Love
The decision of Moses

This time I felt very disappointed at Medina's attitude and deed, we talked as necessary and behaved very clumsy in front of my mother. He daydreams a lot, and avoids me a lot.

Since my mother's arrival, I've been trying to get home before Maghrib, I want to spend time with her. That afternoon as usual Medina would welcome my return with reverence, even though her heart was sad she always treated me well.

"Academy ...!"

"Waalaikumsalam, Mas ... I said I wanted to talk about something tonight."

"Yes ..," I answered briefly and walked past him, looking at the corner of my eye he looked at me sadly.

I don't mean to make her sad, I just want her to think about her wrong doing, I don't want to fail to educate Medina.

After Isya, I saw that Mother had already spoken to Medina. I stole some advice my mother gave me, for her daughter-in-law.

"A wife who is patient with her husband by hoping for a reward, waiting for help from God, and still fulfilling her husband's rights even though her husband is lacking in fulfilling his rights, then a good end will be obtained," my mother's advice seemed to corner me, it is true that the root of this problem is myself who is not assertive.

'Astaghfirullohaladzim .. I have sinned!'

"Yes, Mom ... !" medina's answer was soft.

"Grand ... !" I immediately approached, and they instantly quietly realized my presence.

"Tomorrow, I'm home, but it's not quiet that you haven't heard your decision yet, so what, Zan?"

"Sorry Mom, because it's been a hassle. I stick to my stance, I won't marry Mariam" I replied steadily.

Mother was seen nodding at my decision, while Medina looked surprised.

"really?" ask my mother again.

"Insha Alloh, Mom."

"Mas ...?" Medina tried to interrupt.

"I can't leave Medina, Mom. He is the soul mate that I ask not only to his parents, but I ask him to Allah, I not only promise in front of both parents, but also in the presence of Allah, I promise, how can I deny it?"

Medina's eyes sparkled a little at my words, I hope she understands.

"What about Mba Mariam?" ask my mother again.

"I .. I do love her, I once prayed to Allah and asked Mariam to be my soul mate, but .. ever since I got word she was married, I just prayed for her happiness, she said, I never asked Mariam to be my soul mate again, because I realized I wasn't the right person to make Mariam happy."

"For the sake of Allah, Mom. I tried so hard to forget, I always prayed that my heart would turn away from her. It's just a matter of time, I don't intend to have Mariam in the slightest, I realize I can't afford it."

I said honestly, this is my heart, I will never be worthy of a Mariam. My mother seemed to be thinking and trying to digest my explanation, while Medina seemed to be starting to understand, I hope she will really stop teasing Mariam after this.

"What kind of person is Mba Mariam?" ask my mother in surprise.

"She's an ordinary, simple woman, Mom, nothing special, it's just that God's predestining this feeling of living in my heart, Mom, it's not Mariam's fault it's purely because of my weakness."

"How's Nduk? Are you satisfied with your husband's answer?" My eyes and my mother turned to Medina, she was so unsettled, I don't know what was in her heart, why I didn't understand her any more.

"Mother, Mas ... Medina was completely sincere with this decision, Medina wished Mas Musa a little respect and consideration, all this did not diminish my respect for Mas Musa in the least, again, all of this is the kind of love and affection that Medina can give," Medina said, putting all my words to rest. My mother scrunched her forehead to hear the persistence of Medina.

"Mother ... Mas Musa is very caring for his love for Mba Mariam, Mas Musa suffered because he had to try hard to cover his growing feelings, Mom ... Medina was sure that both Mas Musa and Mba Mariam were still keeping each other in prayer" continued Medina as if she was stripping my heart.

"Medina was tired, had to close her eyes at this situation, the more Mas Musa denied, the more it felt, the more it hurt," Medina cried again, and I could do nothing, all my fault.

"Mba Mariam has lost her support, she needs Mas Musa as the second greatest love of her life, help her rise Mas, I ventured for all this because seeing the suffering of Mas Musa all this time, Mas Musa said, I'm suffering because I saw Mba Mariam slumped, right?" With her puffy eyes Medina looked me boldly in the eyes, she forced me to be honest.

My mother hugged Medina, both bodies shaking sobbing in the same cry. They seem to judge my mistakes.

"I'm sorry, Nduk. I failed to educate my son until he could hurt his wife like this" my mother said, making me feel more guilty.

"No Ma'am, the imperfect Medina as a wife, the failed Medina, therefore Medina hoped to fix everything, Medina wanted to end Mas Musa's suffering, Medina hoped it was not too late, Allaah hints to me, Mom, giving Medina the courage to do all this, simplifying Medina's feelings to make it easier to reach sincerity, what else do Mas Musa and Mother doubt?"

Medina's words not only silenced my mouth but my mind as well. I can't let go of Medina or polygamy Mariam.

"Dek .. there's one thing you should know, I love you too, not because you're my wife, but because I'm touched by your patience."

"Love us both, Mommy!" pinta Medina with cravings.

"Medina will not be able to expel Mba Mariam from the heart of Mas, at least allow Medina to share a little place with Mba Mariam, Medina just wants to be loved without having to see Mas suffer."

"I'm sorry, Deck!"

"If Mba Mariam doesn't want to divide you, mas, me, Medina Khafiza will step down as the winner."

Back, Medina showed the quality of her patience. Mother was silent, her eyes seemed to tell me to immediately grant her daughter-in-law's request.

"Well, I'll rethink, but if I wanted to, it wouldn't be easy to convince Mariam to accept your request, Dek."

"Let me help Mariam and her mother. Medina's intentions are noble, may Allah make things easy."

"Give me a little more time, Mom, I don't want to be rash."

"May Allah also give you a hint, son!"

"Aamiin's."

"Alloh has given me such a precious daughter-in-law, may Allah always bless your life, Nduk, mother is really moved, mother must be trying to keep you a mother-in-law."

"Don't do that, ma'am, I don't have the slightest intention of releasing Medina," I said.

"Then you must be polygamous, son!"

I just lowered my head, it would be a heavy responsibility if I was really polygamous.

From outside the sound of a car coming, apparently the car that picked up Mom has come.

"Academy ...!" someone I knew very well came, smiling in the doorway that was not closed.

"Mother .." she slid into Mom's arms.

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