The Secret Wife of the BEM Chairman
The Bad Muddle Place

"You knew? After marriage, I thought my life would be happier, it turns out. .. I even got a lot of work at home, which I never did myself." Nara began to tell her grievances.

Gibran paused for a moment and listened to the story of the woman. He knew he needed a friend to tell him a story. At this time, Nara could not talk to her friend, because Tia alone did not know about Syakila. Although Nara had already rejected Gibran blatantly without having started anything, however, Gibran's feelings never faded at all. He has yet to find a woman as good as Nara, and is eager to protect Nara no matter what.

"Today, Rendi seems to care more and more about me. I should be grateful for what I got, right?" Nara looked at Gibran's face with a smile, however, her eyes were glazed.

"She had no idea how much pain the stitches from the former gave birth to Syakila, woke up with a nearly destroyed body, did all the housework, won a fussy Syakila, had no fixed income, still dependent on parents." Nara continued her words.

"It's okay, just go ahead." Gibran asks Nara to continue the story.

"He didn't know how much it hurt when I breastfed Syakila, blisters on my chest, blood came out so much that it went through my pants, but no one could help me but myself. I fought on my own, and Rendi dared to be just like me. Is that all my job? Or punishment for me?" Nara began to shed her tears. Fortunately there were not many people in the cafeteria at the time.

"No, Nara. Gibran is not yet aware of your sacrifice. Later, if he is aware, will definitely help all your homework. He will also understand all your sufferings and ease your burdens" Gibran replied.

"He has no working status. It is rich gini. What if it's work? Is she not getting the same as me?" ask Nara. Nara was getting angry.

"Ah, this woman asked to be heard apparently," inner Gibran.

"He took care of Syakila for a while already immediately confused, horrifying Syakila cry at night did not wake up. He is rich do not care that, want Syakila wake up or not, want me to sleep with buttons open clothes until morning, I wake up in the middle of the night, like he does not care. I tried to make him ordinary when he was so attitude towards me. I try not to worry too much about it. Even though it feels like my chest hurts." Tears kept coming out of the woman's eyes.

Nara could not protest what was done by her husband, she chose to be silent because she did not want to argue with the thing that Nara thought was not fitting in Nara's heart. He chose to run everything as usual, like nothing happened at all.

The woman was still as excited and tried to wipe her tears. Gibran let out a long sigh hearing Nara's story.

"Yes already. Everything is fine. You have to be strong against all this, even if it's not fair." Gibran rubbed Nara's head gently, hoping that the woman's mind would get better.

"If I could, I would even want to go home to my parents. I want to be treated like a princess at home." Nara started to complain again.

"Go home, Nara. You can go home when you go off to college. Friday at 10 o'clock, right? You can go straight home there until Sunday, Monday or Sunday afternoon just back again," gibran said, rubbing Nara's hair and stroking her face gently and lovingly.

"Did Rendi want to nganterin? I don't think so," said Nara.

"Must want. He's your husband, he can only meet his parents every day, you can't go once a month?" Gibran smiled and rubbed the two cheeks of the woman.

Nara was silent for a moment, she tried to digest the man's words and felt that what Gibran said was true. Nara has the right to go home and Rendi has to take responsibility for that.

"The strong! You are now a mother, as well as a student, as well as a wife, even a daughter-in-law. You have to be stronger in facing your choices. Syakila's birth wasn't anyone's fault, it was both of you're choices." Gibran smiled again and pinched a little bit of Nara's cheek.

"Yes, giving birth to Syakila was my choice. I should have taken better care of Syakila" said Nara.

"You did your best, Nara. Don't force yourself to be someone else, be yourself." Gibran sipped the drink in front of him and felt relieved that Nara was much better than before.

"Thank you, Gibran. I don't know who to tell. I was finally able to blow it all away, even if not in front of my own husband." Nara seemed to have calmed down a lot.

"You can tell me anything, Nara. Don't be shy, huh? I'll listen to what you're telling me."

Nara smiled as Gibran said that, making Nara feel safe and calm, because she had a friend she could chat with at any time. Even Nara did not hesitate to tell Gibran all the problems.

After school, Nara and Gibran enter the same building. At the same time, Gibran suddenly saw Rendi embracing Adel confidently and headed to the canteen. Gibran sees Nara still paying for her food.

"Ck! That one's really gone too far!" gibran growled when he saw Rendi behaving like that.

"You're in G's building too, right?" Nara was done paying for her food.

"Yes! Come on through here! I'll show you the cat I feed the most when I go down that road!" Gibran embraces Nara and tries to stay away from Rendi. He went in the opposite direction from Rendi so that Nara would not see that.

"What the hell? It's late coming in!" nara protest.

"Huh! The road is the same, there's better to know!" Gibran was trying to make Nara really not see that.

"Don't be long. I'm famous on time!"

"Yes, just calm down. There's 20 minutes left."

When Gibran and Nara moved away, Rendi saw Gibran who embraced Nara and made Rendi immediately go up.

"Isn't that Nara?" inner Rendi.

"Why is that so much the same Gibran!" mutter the Rendi spontaneously. Making Adel who saw it immediately called Rendi.

"Sister! Look what the hell!" call the woman.

"Oh, no papa! Let's have lunch first!" take Rendi to the woman.