Pursuing My Husband's First Love

Pursuing My Husband's First Love
Dilemmas


Medina returned home in a state of rage. His breathing was puffing because of his large stomach. Is it true that the news that Bu Indri just said?


Medina quickly checked the phone that she had neglected in the morning. Checking the news from the group with hearts beating and hands shaking. He listened one by one, the news where Mariam needed blood donors immediately in the hospital.


Tears began to escape his net, realizing the truth of the riots he had heard. Somehow she was sure that Mariam was really pregnant.


Suddenly Medina felt her world spinning, as the fear of loss made her breath short and claustrophobic. Medina put down her phone but her vision started to blur until the phone fell. Medina slumped to the floor, cold sweat began to flood all over her body, Medina leaned against the wall, and tried to regain her consciousness.


"Mba Mariam's pregnant?" muttered.


"Why did he ask me and Mas Musa to leave this place?"


"Because Mba Mariam wants to keep her pregnancy hidden!"


"Why is she insistent on asking for separation if she herself is pregnant?!"


"Mba .. You owe me a lot of explanation."


Medina felt increasingly claustrophobic, her mind wildly guessing whether her husband knew? Does your mother-in-law know? Is it only you who doesn't know?


Medina felt that she had been fooled, Moses and Mariam's unpredictable divorce made her feel betrayed. How much does he not know? The more the more it made his heart cramped. Though all this time he has been showing off his heart that is as strong as steel, so that whatever the reality of love between the two can be told clearly in front of him.


The more they both cover the heart, the more congested like a lung that runs out of oxygen.


"What are you two planning? What are you covering up for me?" muttered Medina while sobbing.


Medina's hand touched her big belly, the child she dreamed of so much, the descendant of Moses whom she asked for her presence every night throughout her prayers and prayers.


"Son? Can you feel that you have a brother who is not as conceived as you?" lirih Medina's.


Still sitting on the floor and leaning against the wall, Medina wept hugging her prospective baby, she did not try to get up, her legs were weak after so long trying to be strong. Her tears welled up the river hinting at the tightness in her heart that was no longer unstoppable.


"First, when I first learned that Moses still loved other women, I was strong. But now, I feel torn to shreds, feeling betrayed. Mas Musa, Mba Mariam, why aren't you honest?!" medina moans.


Moments later, Aini and Moses returned home after visiting Octavia. Medina has managed to regain control of herself, information from the study group informs her that the blood needed by Mariam has been obtained. Medina's heart was suspicious, her husband and mother-in-law were behind all this.


"Octavia's healthy, ma'am?" ask Medina for a little chat.


"Well, Alhamdulillah .. earlier we go home all Octavia go to Madin," replied Ms. Aini.


"Oh .. Is there Mba Mariam also at home?"


"Yes .. that's Din, as my mother thought. Mariam is rarely at home she is very busy, her boss Octavia has to grow and develop at the hands of a nanny. The decision of the mother is not wrong with taking care of her, Mariam managed to become the backbone, but her role as a mother began to be neglected."


Medina tried to digest her mother-in-law's words, there was no indication of a lie there. Seeking to find her mother-in-law's involvement in the secrets of Mariam and Moses.


"You should have joined Din, you would have been sad to see the lonely, affectionate gaze of that little boy. His father died and his mother was busy working" said Bu Aini again with empathy.


"Already, Mom. The important thing is that Mariam gave her permission to take care of Octa for a while" Musa said.


"Yes, I once saw the boy. Din, you don't get me wrong with the mother's affection for Okta," said Bu Aini to see the unusual look on Medina.


"No, Madam, Medina understands, really."


"Mizan same Mariam want to get married or not, mother and Miss Sri are also close, do not let because they divorced mother relationship so bad. I'm just trying to fix what can still be saved. About Mizan and Mariam, I can't do anything."


"Medina knows, Mom. I don't feel sorry for Medina" Medina said after concluding that her in-laws knew nothing.


"Your eyes are puffy, Deck. You all right?" moses whispered to Medina, Medina just smiled.


"Where's your phone, Mas?" ask Medina.


"Oh, I was staying in my room. Are you nyariin, mas?"


"No, so Mas Musa didn't hold a cell phone while he was with Octavia?"


"No, I was in a hurry so I didn't take it. What's up, Deck?" moses asked, he was about to get up and pick up the cell phone in his room but Medina's hand prevented it.


"No need, Mas. Medina doesn't know, Medina's just her." Medina's inner self wondered more and more, what secret did they keep?


"I'm sorry to rest" said Ms. Aini as she left, leaving behind Moses and Medina.


"Yes, Mom."


"Mas, can Medina ask for something?" ask Medina after Ms. Aini leaves.


"By, Dek. Ask what?"


"Medina asked Mas Musa to be honest" said Medina, a thousand questions in her heart could not be detained anymore.


"Mba Mariam's name."


"What do you want to know?"


"Are you still hiding something? Something big that can't be covered forever."


"What do you mean, Dek?"


"Have you really broken up with her?"


"Dek, after the mas said talak. Mas severely limited any communication with Mariam, even taking care of the divorce and Mariam never met in person, all through the intermediary temen mas as a lawyer."


"Mas met Mariam again this morning, with her mother as mediator. I invited Octavia to meet him because I knew Mariam was not home at the time." Moses explained at length, and Medina listened carefully.


"What do you suspect, Dek? Everything that happened you know, I even promised you, both the feelings and the bond between mas and Mariam have ended with adulthood. What's stuck in your heart, Dek?"


'Mas Musa does not seem to know the news of Mba Mariam's pregnancy, may Mba Mariam hide everything alone!' medina had heard all the words of Moses which were very honest.


"Dek, I'm sorry that everything about Mariam makes you so hurt. Wait a minute, we can leave this place and start a new life with our son."


The deg!


Medina recalled how that day Mariam begged her to persuade her husband to leave the city.


'Mba Mariam hid her pregnancy from Moses!' inner Medina.


Medina's hands shook again realizing all the strange events. If Mariam asks her to leave so that her husband does not know that she is pregnant. Is this fair?


"Why are you, Dek?" moses was worried about Medina's change in emotions.


Medina was unable to cover up the tightness that was in her heart, the dilemma that was on her mind. Should she tell her husband? Or didn't? Will her husband keep his promise not to return to Mariam after learning they have children?


Medina was silent and overpowered by great fear. Medina grabbed both hands of Moses and held them tightly. His lips are too thick to speak.


"Dad?"


Medina was still silent, trying to quell the agonizing anger that was so painful.


"Jang-an lives in Medina, Mas. Whatever happens, don't go back to Mba Mariam, no matter what," Medina said with trembling lips.


Moses took off Medina's hand and replaced her with a hug. Moses could feel the sobs that Medina tried to hold. Moses rubbed his head gently on Medina's back, trying to calm the anger in Medina that he did not understand.


"I'm sorry, Dek. I didn't expect, your wounds are this deep. If you knew, you'd only pretend to share, you wouldn't have married Mariam just yet."


'Basically the woman was the same, Mariam who told the truth that she could not share love, while Medina simply forced herself to be able, ' Moses said.


"If you are to blame, Medina is wrong. Medina forced you to get married, but ... Medina does not regret, because through Mba Mariamlah Mas Musa can love Medina," said Medina.


"Medina is guilty of Mba Mariam, for having to involve her in our household. Medina used Mba Mariam so that Mas Musa could love Medina." Medina regretted remembering when Mariam told her to stay away and not bring up her past, but she still broke her love story.


"Before, Medina was fine, but now Medina is very jealous to hear anything about you. Is Medina wrong, Mom? Is Medina evil because Medina is happy with your divorce?"


"No, Deck. That's your right. One of the considerations in divorcing Mariam is your happiness. It's time to let go of your pseudo-love and give you true love."


"Really, Mas?"


"The fact that Mariam is unhappy with this marriage, and the fact that you have to be hurt by this marriage. All are compelling reasons to end it" answered Moses.


"If Mba Mariam was happy, would Moses still end it?"


"If Mariam is happy, she'll try to keep you from getting hurt. But in fact he continues to look for even the smallest gap in order to be able to separate. His unwillingness has hurt and tarnished your efforts to sincerely share."


"Mas ... Has Mas really never touched Mba Mariam during that wedding?" ask Medina.


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