Pursuing My Husband's First Love
I just share not lose

Sincere is not easy, but because I ask for help only to Allah and Allah has helped me, my determination has been round, Alloh simplify my feelings, my way of thinking, and simplify my desires, so that everything feels easy.

Focus on my current goals, convince Mas Musa and persuade Mba Mariam. About how this household will run, let time answer it. There was no guarantee I would be happy, nor was there any concern that I would be hurt.

Why should I be afraid? There's no truth to owning that actually has, is there? I studied with Mba Mariam, her husband who so perfectly understood, understood, never failed to make Mba Mariam happy, and there was never another woman in his heart, but had to be separated by fate and death. Mba Mariam has to lose.

I just had to split the husband, not completely lose like Mba Mariam. After all, without having to divide, my husband's heart was never grasped by me. I share my husband's physique with Mba Mariam, and Mba Mariam will share my husband's heart with me. Impasse right? Why is my request considered excessive? Neither I nor Mba Mariam had Mas Musa.

"Assalamualaikum ..." Greetings of a man who looked a bit like Mas Musa, following behind him a man who used to pick up Mother.

The man walked past us and came to Mom, she hugged him as if he hadn't seen her for a very long time. The face of Mas Musa was a little surprised at his arrival.

"Subhannalloh ... Aaron, Alhamdulillah .. Why go home not tell you first? Mother misses once, Allohu Akbar .. mother's son finally came home," exclaimed My mother-in-law for a moment, there was a tremendous happiness from a mother who had not seen her child for a long time.

"Thank God, Mom, you're healthy, right?"

Aarons. So this is my brother-in-law, who lived in Egypt for a long time, and even had a family there. A brother who longs to be surpassed by Mas Musa.

The meeting of Mother and child who has created a newness, forgetting for a moment my household problems. Then, Mas Aaron turned to Mas Musa, they hugged him tightly.

"This is Medina, my wife," Moses introduced me.

"What a beauty your daughter-in-law, ma'am" said Mas Harun. " Greetings to Ukhty."

"Bring your wife here, let us know too!" mas Musa said, Hear Mas Aaron.

"Yes, later, not yet."

I left them, went to the kitchen to make drinks and some snacks for Mas Aaron and Pak Iwan, the family driver Mas Musa. When I came back they were busy talking to each other to miss, Mr. Iwan also carried away. I positioned myself near Mas Musa, though a little awkwardly I tried to follow their conversation.

When it showed almost midnight, I slept in the main room with Mother, Mas Musa with Mas Aaron in the guest room and Mr. Iwan in front of the tv, understand the rented house where I live is not big.

The presence of Mas Aaron has managed to make everyone forget for a moment the household problems I am facing. Mother continued to put a smile on her lips, she was very happy to gather again with her two sons.

"Sir, tomorrow before I go home, I'll try to talk to Mba Mariam's family again, from the beginning I believe your intentions are good and sincere," said I'm surprised, moses had not yet made a definite decision.

"Sweep, ma'am," I replied as I poured my tired body into the empty room next to my mother-in-law.

"Thank you, Nduk. I salute your sacrifice and sincerity, sorry mother's child, can not make you happy, while you are busy thinking about how to make Mizan happy," said Mother-in-law I showed her guilt.

"Don't be like that, ma'am, Mas Musa's happiness, his suffering, his wounds, his sadness, his problems all belong to Medina as well" I replied.

Towards dawn I hurried to wake up, my sleep was very uncomfortable, Mother's decision had disturbed my mind. My body was tired, but my heart and mind would not stop.

While passing through the guest room, I could hear the sound of Mas Musa who was struggling. Apparently he also spent the night to calm himself. Of course I envy, if Mas Musa loved me as much as he loved Mba Mariam.

If I hadn't fallen in love with her, it would have been so easy for me to close my eyes and let their love be like the wind. I walked around so that Moses would not hear me.

All this is a message, I must be sincere. I must be strong like Sayidina Aisyah R.A. who has no children and must share a husband, this is not a bad thing, I definitely can, I should be able to.

Wudu water has made me fresh, I hope my sins will be washed down to my fingernails. I rested like a servant begging for strength, spaciousness, and more patience. I don't know what's waiting for me out there.

I was busy working in the kitchen to make breakfast. Mas Aaron, Mas Musa, Mother, and Mr. Iwan were chatting. Then I felt the presence of Moses behind me.

"What does it take?" my many.

"Hem .. No, I just want to help you, Dek,"

"Mas, how?" ask me to vent.

"What, Deck?"

"Your decision?"

"Oh .. i-that, I have not yet found faith" said Mas Musa.

"What makes you doubt, Mom? It's hard to convince yourself."

"Mariam isn't necessarily willing to accept it either, don't think too far, Dek."

I don't think too far, I'm just trying to think about the possibilities that will happen. We just kept quiet, Moses helped me a lot, so everything was done faster.

"Ehem .. you guys are like newlyweds, so sweet," Mas Aaron teased us. I was happy when my cooking was gone, I tried hard to learn to cook like Mba Mariam.

"Let's get ready, we'll go to Mba Mariam's house," Mother invited after all had finished eating.

"Whose house, Mom?" ask Mas Harun.

"Mba Mariam," repeated Mother, Mas Musa looked uncomfortable when Mas Aaron joined to hear the name Mba Mariam.

"Mariam?"

"Yes, I'm proposing to her."

"What's? Apply?"

"Yes Run, I'm going to propose to Mba Mariam."

"For whom, Mom?"

"For Mizan."

"What?! Mizan is married, Mom," said Mas Harun in surprise.

"This is Medina's request, she wants Mba Mariam to be her honeymoon. Mba Mariam's husband passed away just a few months ago" my mother-in-law said.

As Aaron looked at me, he, like Moses and Mother, doubted my decision.

"Mom, we haven't agreed yet" said Mas Musa.

"Same mother, your wife has agreed."

Moses did not reply to his mother's words, he just put his hand on her face.

"Have you not made a decision yet, Zan?" Mas Musa shook his head slowly, while my heart churned with pain and bliss.

"If Mizan doesn't want to, just disguise Mariam for me, ma'am."

Suddenly ... Buuugkk ...!

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