Pursuing My Husband's First Love
Mother Question

The nervousness occurred in the morning, after a night Medina could not sleep because of the sudden arrival of her in-laws. Now he forced a plunge into the kitchen to help Mba Lastri prepare breakfast.

Aini asked Moses for leave because he wanted to talk seriously with his son.

"Sir, please tell Mariam that I want to see you" Moses asked.

"Yes Mas, Medina call Mba Mariam now." Medina deftly contacted Mariam with her cell phone, while Moses returned to meet his mother in front.

" Medina called Mariam, Buk" Moses said, sitting next to his mother.

"Why don't you, Zan?"

"We are no longer muhrim, ma'am" Moses replied, looking disappointed from his mother's face.

"What was the real problem until you got divorced?" ma'am Aini asked after repeatedly sighing heavily.

"Mom, this is purely a matter between me and Mariam. And being forced would only hurt Mariam" Moses said.

"It's weird, even though yesterday-yesterday the mother dreamed that she would have a grandchild also from Mariam, I'm sure of that. But why is even the news of your separation approaching mom?" sorry Ms. Aini.

"Bu-"

"Mom knows, Zan, you're all grown up, but I didn't think you'd take the path that God hates, even if it's allowed. I appreciate that it was your decision, but what makes you disappointed you covered all this and told me when it was done this way," said Ms. Aini, Moses only fell silent to hear the outpouring of his mother's heart.

"I'm sorry Mizan, Mom!"

"You could've negotiated with mom before, however it was she who asked Mariam from her family for you back then. Shy mother Zan, same parents Mariam. We are still one village, imagine how awkward mother, let alone mother does not know what the problem is, I feel the same apolitization you guys, Zan!" Moses only fell silent to the disappointed expression of his mother.

"How can you face the Mariam family now? While the mother promised to take care and take responsibility for Octavia and Mariam," he said again full of disappointment.

Simultaneously Medina came with two cups of tea in her hands.

"Sorry Mom, not Medina interfered but ... Mba Mariam herself asked to keep their parting process a secret" Medina said.

"Mas Musa is just trying to appreciate the request of Mba Mariam, Mom," he concluded.

"Aren't you trying to mediate them, Din? Wasn't it you who insisted on marrying them?" ask Ms. Aini.

"Medina did not know anything, Mas Musa just told Medina after dropping the talaq on Mba Mariam," replied Medina.

"Medina was surprised too, Mom. But, Mba Mariam always warned Medina not to interfere in their household."

"Hem, that's it. You rest, I just need to talk to your husband."

"Good." Medina re-entered realizing her presence was not expected at their talk.

"Oh yeah, almost Medina forgot. Mba Mariam said she would come here before her convocation" Medina said before stepping away.

"Yes Deck."

"Bus ... Medina had nothing to do with the separation" Musa said after Medina's back disappeared.

"Honest with mom, Zan. What's problem?" Moses was silent at his mother's question.

"Mom just wants to know, I can't do anything anymore."

Moses glanced inside before answering his mother's question, making sure Medina didn't hear him.

"Actually ... Mariam doesn't want honey, ma'am."

"What?!" exclaims Bu Aini.

"True, Mariam objected to living a household with polygamy. No matter what justice I tried to give them both, Mariam was objected to and tormented."

"More after Medina's pregnancy, she's getting round with her decision to ask for talaq." Ms. Aini listened carefully to the honest answer from her son.

"Medina doesn't know this, ma'am. Mariam prevented me from telling her, Mariam realized her position was not right."

"In fact, Mariam is trying hard to prove that she deserves to be a single parent for Okta, even now her efforts are advancing rapidly. There is no reason for Mariam to accept her status as my second wife, Mom. Because economically he's very capable."

Ms. Aini was silent trying to digest her son's words.

"Astaghfirullohaladzim ...."

"Don't let Medina know the truth, ma'am" Moses asked.

"Dad .. I understand."

"I'm sorry, Mom." Bu Aini hugged the bowed head of his son, realizing that Moses had experienced a hard thing before finally making this decision.

"You're great, son! But still I have to clean up the rest."

Medina was riled up for the whole breakfast that morning. Moses repeatedly clasped his hands under the table to calm him down. The food that was supposed to go in was spewed back.

"Bus ... Mba Mariam is already in front," said Mba Lastri to Bu Aini.

"You get your wife to rest first, Zan. I want to talk to Mba Mariam first."

"But, Mom!" sergeant Medina.

"No papa Nduk, you focus equally on the baby in your womb. Kasian, don't think the same thing."

"Yes, Deck. Let's go to the room."

Medina resigned when Moses swept her into the room, in her heart churned various questions and curiosity talk in-laws and former honeymooners.

"Mas ... are you really angry?" ask Medina.

"No, Deck. It's natural that I'm disappointed because I told him after everything was done. It's wrong, but it's just that."

"Mom can't ask you to come back, can you?"

"Insha Alloh no, Deck." Moses read the worry of Medina's heart.

"There are some problems that I have to solve and explain."

"Why can't you?"

"Don't make Medina feel stupid with ignorance on the things you're talking about, Mas!"

"Don't do it, Deck. After all, this is related to the promise of the first mother to Octavia, however our parents are one village. All problems must be resolved clearly, fearing that they might cause misunderstandings in the future."

"Even if you cover one or two things from you, it's just because you don't want to be distracted. I don't want to think let alone stun later as our son."

"I'm sorry Medina Mas for being the same as Mom and Musa."

"Yes Deck."

"But Mas, Medina was not calm. So please keep telling Medina whatever it is, Medina has learned to know enough without intervening again. I know, didn't Medina try so hard for that?" Moses tried to understand Medina's whining.

"Alright, Deck!"

"Yes, I've met Mba Mariam. Medina is not papa alone, soon also say nausea."

"Later on Deck, I'm gonna have a special conversation with Mariam."

Meanwhile on the front porch. Mariam came wearing a big robe and a big headscarf. Unlike usual who only wore a long tunic suit.

"Sit Mba Mariam, I want to talk" said Ms. Aini as Mariam shook her hand as usual.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. For all the mistakes I have made. Don't blame Mizan or Medina for this divorce, it's all because of my heart and my own desires."

"Yes, I understand. Mizan has also explained, if in fact you mind undergoing this polygamy." Mariam was surprised to hear what Ms. Aini said.

"Come, sit next to Mom!" Mariam complied and sat down nervously and furiously, considering there was something big she was trying to hide.

"You love your mother's son, don't you?" ask Ms. Aini.

"What?" mariam is wrong.

"No need to answer, I know how you feel Mba Mariam." Aini's mother made Mariam more and more misbehaving.

"At our age and circumstances, many things are more important than feelings, ma'am," Mariam replied.

"You sure?"

"Yes, Mom. Especially what Mizan wants from me, Medina has also been pregnant with her child, there is no longer any reason for me to stay."

"So, so?"

"It's purely my wish, ma'am. Once I got up and was no longer depressed, my opinions and desires were already worthy enough to count. Even so, I still thank you for the presence of my mother and all the support that you have given me in my worst time at that time."

"Yes, I understand. Then let it pass, sorry that mother forced you a little at that."

"But I don't want you to regret Mba Mariam."

"I mean mother?"

"So he said a lot of things are more important than feelings" said Bu Aini.

"Right, Mom."

"But in fact, you keep your feelings first, and sacrifice a lot of other important things just for that."

"What does mom mean?"

"You still love your mother's son, Mizan. That's why you feel tormented for having to share it with Medina, isn't it?"

"At last you decided to ask for separation, but ... do you know Mba? What have you sacrificed?"

"I'm sorry, Mom .. I don't understand, I don't feel like I'm sacrificing anything, it's just that with my departure Medina and Mizan can be happy without me as a second wife."

"You forgot the great thing Mba Mariam, Octavia, you sacrificed Octavia."

"How can I sacrifice Octavia? I can raise him alone, Mom. I tried so hard to guarantee his future with both my own hands."

"Maybe, you managed to take on the role of father, as the backbone, materially you were successful. But what is your role as a mother? Even Octavia is more with her nanny than with you."

"I keep an eye on him" Mariam said.

"But Octavia must have lost her mother."

Mariam was silent without being able to give any more rebuttal. It is true that most of the time is devoted to his efforts. When the night came home he was too tired to just joke with Octavia.

"You sacrificed Octavia's need for a mother figure, just for the sake of your feelings of not being polygamous."

"If you think about Octavia and her future, you will sacrifice your feelings, and try to survive."

"Children don't just need material to grow, Mba Mariam."

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