Pursuing My Husband's First Love
POV Musa Hamizan's

POV Musa Hamizan's

Today I turned my car to Mariam's house, it was my schedule to spend the night at her house. But, because at home was the arrival of my mother-in-law, I decided to stay at home again. I will take a moment to look at the situation of Mariam and Okta, as well as express my intention to change the schedule.

"Assalamualaikum ..," I said, knocking on the door.

"Waalaikumsalam," answered someone from inside, footsteps were heard approaching the door, not long before the doorknob was turned.

"Assalamualaikum" I said as Mariam emerged from behind the door.

"Waalaikumsalam," he answered again, I stiffly stretched out my hand and Mariam greeted him and kissed him, a clumsy feeling still lingered between us as I was about to kiss his forehead as I always did with Medina, I finally expressed my intentions maybe not yet.

"Waalaikumsalam," said Octavia who just came out to greet me. He presents a sweet smile that is plain, tiredness slowly disappears, maybe this is how happy it is to be a parent.

"Let's go, let me prepare a drink first," said Mariam as she passed, I smiled faintly hearing her call me 'Mas'.

My heart flowered, but soon I turned my gaze to Octavia, the little girl who looked at me with sparkling eyes. I took his hand in, accompanied him to sit on the carpet watching his favorite cartoon.

"Abri kangen is not it?" ask her.

"Kangen, but does Om want to be Okta's brother telus?" ask Octavia plain.

"Yes yes dong...until anytime, om it's already Okta's ashes now, why is it so rich?" softly answered.

"Kilain kemalin just play abi-abian," he replied tickling.

"No dear dong, not playing abi-abian, later abi will often play with Okta yah," I said while laughing, the 4-year-old girl also stood up and pranced with joy.

"Hore ... hore .. hore," he exclaimed with excitement, "Okta has a transparent abi Mah, let's play Bi cooking," I was happy to see his behavior, "Let Abi play cooking!" bring again.

"No Okta, her ashes cape just came home from work" replied Mariam who appeared with a cup of tea in her hand.

There was a happy swish coming into my heart, a new feeling, a warm welcome of a child when tired of coming home from work, his chatter, his behavior has become a real manifestation of Godly affection. And also Mariam who seemed to be starting to accept my presence.

Mariam put her tea on the table and I got up to her, actually I wanted to linger spending time with Octavia but since my intention was to stop by for a while, so I moved on with a heavy heart.

"Thank you."

"Together."

"Oh yeah, but Medina's here" Mariam told me.

"Ehm, alone?" many ensure.

"No, same mom and shit."

"So you're an acquaintance?" I was curious, but I had to choose the right language to ask.

"Udah, you better stay there first. Appreciate your in-laws who have come a long way to visit" Mariam suggested.

"Is that so? Do you mind if I'm there?" ask me again, actually I am happy to hear his proposal that fits my plan.

"No papa, you don't have to worry."

"Ehm, did Medina's mother ask about our marriage?" I'm very curious.

"See, but never mind, your wife is good at controlling the situation, everything goes smoothly as she wants," Mariam replied as if she was less enthusiastic.

"really?" many wonder.

"Well, am I lying?" Mariam doesn't seem to want to talk about it.

"Eh, sorry .. oh yes, use this for your needs and Okta, sorry I just gave it." I put a flat card that I had prepared and deliberately just made for Mariam.

"What's this?"

"I think my husband should give you a living, right? Wear it everyday, it's my duty" I explained.

"Alright, thank you," Mariam replied after taking a deep breath.

"Mariam, if you or Okta need something don't hesitate to ask for it." Intentionally looking into her eyes as I said this, I wanted to be considered and mean to them.

"Yes," Mariam replied briefly, she is still uncomfortable with my gaze.

"I'm preparing to open the convection again, so as not to be too much of a burden for you" Mariam continued.

I ignored the way Mariam made her point, even though I was happy to be burdened by her, because Mariam was not a burden. But, I want Mariam to get up soon and get her life back together.

"Yes, I'm definitely supportive. Remember not to hesitate if you need help."

"Thank you,"

"I'm also grateful,"

"Make what?"

"Because I've considered my husband by calling 'Mas' even once, and also admitting me as Okta's brother, thank you Mariam."

Mariam looks clumsy, I understand she's trying to accept the situation.

'Alhamdulillah," my inner.

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Medina and her mother greeted me warmly as usual. Whichever other favor I denied, Mariam and Okta made me feel like a father, while Medina and her mother made me a child. Both are complementary happiness, may I be just and keep this happiness.

"Mas, the warm water is ready" Medina approached me in the room.

"Thank the Deck."

"Medina who thanked Mas, because Mas had considered returning here for my mother's sake," Medina said with a sweet smile on her face.

"Hem .. actually we went to Mariam's house, and Mariam asked me to come here," I said hurriedly, I wanted to take a shower and refresh myself.

"Oh .. so," said Medina lirih.

"Bath first Dek," said I as I passed to the bathroom.

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After finishing the bath, Medina returned to serve me for dinner. While Mom and Melisa are watching television in the front room. Medina's attitude suddenly changed to a little talk, we ate together but her eyes seemed to imply something else. Maybe this is related to her mother's meeting with Mariam earlier. I have to be patient to find out.

"After eating, I want to talk, said Mas," said Medina while cleaning our used plates.

"Yes Dek," I replied, "But, are you all right Dek?" manyworry.

"Medina ain't no papa, Mom, what's wrong?"

"It looks like you're harboring something" I guess.

"No Mas, Medina is fine" he said with a smile and made me calm, "Come on!" bring him.

I followed her to Mom and saw her watching television.

"Ehm ..," Mother cleared her throat as if to code, and it was true that Melisa got up and left us, as if this conversation was very personal.

"Just go, Mas Musa, I want to talk about your household," said Mother opened the conversation, Medina who sat beside me looking calm and down.

"Please Mom, I am happy to accept if there is any input or encouragement from Mom," I replied politely.

"Dad, it wasn't my intention to interfere in Mas Musa's and Medina's household, but this incident honestly hurt me as a mother." I glanced at Medina who was silent.

"Mother and Father were angry and disappointed with Mas Musa, but after I knew the reason and saw that you were doing well with your own eyes, I try to be sincere and accept the decision of the mother's daughter, although it is hard we try to understand and let you mature in the way that you have chosen," he continued.

"But the Mother represents the Father asking Mas Musa to do his fair share, happy Medina with all her shortcomings. Whenever Mas Musa felt he could no longer be happy enough not to hurt him, just give it back to us, we would receive Medina back with open arms. We will not be sincere if Medina is hurt," he concluded.

For a moment we were silent, and there was relief on my mother-in-law's face, even though I understood that she was still really sad.

"Thank you, Mom, for the blessing. I am sorry that this happened so quickly and suddenly that I did not have time to ask Mom for her blessing before my marriage to Mariam. Insha Alloh I will continue to try to make Medina happy and I will try to be fair and equitable to both of them" I replied.

"Din, remember whenever you feel inadequate, we are always there and ready to embrace you again" Mother told Medina, which sounded like a warning to me.

"Yes Mom, thank you, but Mas Musa has said that he will make Medina Bu happy, Medina hopes bad things will not happen, pray for us Mom, pray for Medina," Medina said.

My mother-in-law just nodded while breathing heavily. I was wondering what they were talking about back at Mariam's house.

"Mommy asks Mas Musa to help, leave your child, do not let him suffer and do not hurt his feelings" my mother-in-law asked again with haru.

"Insha Alloh Bu, I will take care of Medina all my heart and soul, Mother don't worry, I love Medina so much."

"Yes .. yes, I believe, I keep all your promises." The tears could no longer hide my mother-in-law, Medina was crying, I held these great and sholihah women into my arms.

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"Sir, what happened at Mariam's house?" ask me on Medina before moving on to the evening contest.

"Mba Mariam said what did Mas?" medina replied to my question with a question.

"Mariam didn't tell me anything, but everything went so easy Deck, the anger of the mother you were worried about disappeared just like that, I was wondering what had happened" I explained.

"We only chat and ordinary acquaintances Mas, because the help of Allah alone all so easy and acceptable to all parties with spacious chest," replied Medina, I still don't feel satisfied but maybe it's not my realm to know.

"Thank you Deck, and I'm sorry to bother you," I said unkindly.

"Already Mas, now live in this household with the fair, and .. sorry if I have to ask for the ration of the day for Mba Mariam now."

"No papa Dek, Mas ngerti and Mariam also understand."

"But what if Mba Mariam doesn't tell Mas here, will Mas stay here or be with Mba Mariam?"

"Mas will still be here Dek, already Mas intended to just stop by to see Mariam and Okta, and make a living for their daily needs that have not been perfect Mas Kasih, Fear of sin if it is delayed too long." Medina smiled at my reply, from earlier she smiled but as if forced.

"Is it really my intention to come here?" ask Medina.

"Yes right, as long as my mother here you serve her well, love her like you love your own mother, I must do the same."

"But ... is this fair to Mba Mariam?"

"Insha Alloh fair Deck, Mariam doesn't mind either."

"Thank God, thank you ...!"

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