Pursuing My Husband's First Love
Let Mariam out of your mind

"No, I'm not a laper."

'Mas Musa has also recently lost his appetite, what has really happened between you and Mba Mariam, Mas?' inner Medina wondered.

"Can Medina ask you something, Mas?" Medina asked herself.

"Ask what, Deck? When it comes to Mariam, how many times do I say not to think between mas and Mariam, we are fine" replied Moses.

"No, Mas. Medina ... just want it, is Mas Musa a source of funding Mba Mariam?"ask Medina again.

"Not Deck, not a dime."

"Mother? Did Mba Mariam set up the business with the support of your mother Mas?" Medina was still curious.

"No Deck, it's pure Mariam's money. Why are you asking that?" Moses asked the judge of Medina began to strangely ask the source of Mariam's funds.

"So it's Mba Mariam's own business? That means Mba Mariam has gone too far from you? Is Moses all right?" medina asked with great pity on her husband.

"Mas is fine, Dek," Moses answered quickly.

'Kasian, Mba Mariam has trampled on your pride as a husband, Mas, ' Inner Medina.

"Didn't Mas always give a living to Mba Mariam? What makes him so passionate?" ask Medina again.

"Let it go, Deck, maybe this is how Mariam takes her mind off the sadness" said Moses, who remained patient in answering Medina's every wish.

"Is the presence of Moses not enough to remove his suffering?" medina asked in disbelief.

"She, we don't know someone's heart. Would you forget me, Dek?" moses asked a little joke.

"Yes not," replied Medina instantly.

"Medina would never marry again if fate had told Mas Musa to die first. Love us to death" continued Medina with a fiery.

"That's Mariam, Deck. He still loves the late Mr. Bian" Musa said.

"But Mba Mariam also still loves Mas Musa all this time" Medina said.

"The human heart no one knows, Dek. Let Mariam, don't judge her. I was actually away, but I didn't mean anything" Moses said.

"Mas was just giving Mariam time to do what she wanted, and let Mariam think, and seek answers to all her own questions" Musa said, hoping Medina would understand what was really going on.

Medina was silent at her husband's confession, a question she had been trying to ask and always answered ambiguously. Now her husband answered her very lightly.

"Mariam is not a person who feels at home grasped too tightly, sometimes we have to loosen a little grip so that Mariam does not feel burdened. If indeed all this really bothers you, now you already know the answer, I hope nothing else disturbs your mind, Dek." Moses tried to calm Medina.

"Sorry Mas, Medina did not intend to interfere" Medina said regretfully.

"No papa, Deck. Mas understand you mean well, only if you impose too much will, others can judge it wrong," comforted Moses to encourage his wife.

"Medina seems pushy, doesn't she?" ask Medina again, "what is so clear?"

"Had it, mas don't want a child mas follow strings because his mother has a lot of thoughts."

"Does Medina have to apologize to Mariam?"

"No need, Deck."

"Can Medina really not come or see Mba Mariam at all?"

"It's not like that, but-"

"Medina only wants friendship, Mas. Asking the news, is it natural?"

"Yes, Dek, it's only natural. Dateng pas Mariam is not busy anymore."

"Hem ...." Medina was disappointed.

"Why else, Deck?"

"Well, Medina feels like you're not the only ones who're moving away from each other. Mas Musa was actually distancing Medina from Mba Mariam, and Mba Mariam was deliberately away from Medina" said Medina sadly.

Moses approached Medina beside his bed, gently hugging Medina, hoping that Medina would understand and understand the things that Moses wanted to convey. Although Moses was also troubled in his heart about this, he still tried to calm Medina down.

"Are you happy now, Dek? Sorry ... if mas has not been able to give you happiness," Moses said as he rubbed Medina's hair in his arms.

"Medina was happy Mas, but .. saw Mas Musa was sad because the thought of Mba Mariam made Medina unable to stay silent," replied Medina.

"Why, Mas?" Medina held her head up so that the faces of the two met each other with a thin distance.

"No need to ask, Medina really loves Mas Musa, Mas Musa is the heartbeat of Medina if Mas Musa is moody and sad, Medina can feel it," said Medina full of earnestness.

Moses kissed Medina on the forehead for a long time before the two looked at each other again.

"Mas ... Medina please, don't make Medina feel alienated among you" pinta Medina, while Moses continues to think hard looking for a gap for Medina to release Mariam from his mind.

"Daddy, honestly you're not the one who can feel in love at first sight. So did you ...." The eyes of both of them still look at each other, trying to read each other's hearts through the open heart window.

"Our marriage happened quickly and with the ta'aruf process, right?" Medina nodded.

"It takes time for me to really accept you heartily, not just your physical presence by my side, so .. listen carefully," Moses tried to focus Medina's attention, saying, the two never looked at each other.

"With or without Mariam in our lives, it takes time to love you. All of that takes a process until you can finally be really comfortable and open your heart."

"What are you trying to say, Mom?"

"Sorry, if all this time I've hurt your heart a lot, Dek. You are just a fool who sometimes reads his own heart is still wrong and wrong."

"Mas .. Don't be like that!" Medina tried to cut off Moses.

"Dec, understand once, again the heart of your husband that is still full of shortcomings and errors. And believe me. It takes time for my heart to love you, with or without Mariam!" moses said with great emphasis to affirm his every word.

"Mas ... What else is this?" medina asked in complete disbelief. Moses took Medina's hand and placed it on her chest.

"Sir, let Mariam out of your mind, and now believe me! You have been in here, because of the love you radiated all this time. Not because of Mariam" Moses said.

"Whatever happens between me and Mariam, you'll stay inside here, in my heart, Deck." Moses tried to convince Medina of his heart.

"Maas ...." Medina looked at her husband in tears.

"Take off yourself, throw away the burden that is in your heart, do not make Mariam as a benchmark of your happiness. Our households may be divided, but believe me, our love, my love for you, will not be affected again by anything."

"I'm just a man full of flaws, but your love and willingness to accept me for who I am has made me feel perfect" Moses continued.

"Mas ... You want Medina how?"

"Mas wants Medina to stop chasing after Mariam." Clear threads began to fall from the corner of Medina's eyes.

"Mas wants Medina to be happy because of us, not because of Mariam or because of anything else. Stand on your own feet Deck, trust me with my love now, a love that will never leave you, a sincere love of my heart, Deck."

"really?" Medina placed her hand on her husband's cheek.

"Did Moses really love Medina?" medina asked hoping for certainty.

"Of course, Deck. Your patience nourishes the seed of love and continues to water it with sincerity and sacrifice, making the love in the heart of this foolish man grow and be planted with strong roots."

"But Mba Mariam-"

"Stop bringing up the others, Deck. You don't need Mariam anymore to prove the love and sincerity in you. Believe in your own love, believe me, Deck!"

"It was once my promise that one day I will love you more than I love Mariam. Believe me, from today onwards, my love for you has been deeper and deeper than my love for Mariam."

Medina could not help but cry her happiness. Moses again kissed Medina's head, hoping that her wife would no longer obsess over what she shouldn't.

His kiss slowly descended on Medina's forehead, down Medina's nose, and both of Medina's cheeks, sipping a trail of new tears, until it emptied into her wife's lips.

"Bismillah, Allahumma jannibnaassyyaithaana wa jannibi syaithoona maarazaqtanaa."

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