BECOMING HONEY'S SISTER
RUMORS

Tomorrow's the wedding day. I still feel worried. Different from the feeling I felt when I was getting married to Bang Hasan.

"It's Mil, don't have to think too much. Your second marriage is different from your first. Yes it must have felt different." said Uni Dewi who came to our hut to deliver the bridal clothes that I will use tomorrow.

"Yes yes, Ni. I was married when I was a girl, with a single guy. Now married to a widow status with a man's husband." I smiled faintly.

"Mil," Uni Dewi shook her head. "Do not regret what you have chosen. Tomorrow you will carry out a contract, between you and Ilham will be bound by the same sacred bond of marriage as your marriage and Hasan. Be lawful before God."

"Yes Ni,"

"Already, don't think about it. Mending now you're ready. There's a salon employee coming in here soon."

"What are you doing, Ni?"

"Outlet for the bride."

"Well, what for?"

"Yes, make preparations tomorrow."

"But Ni,"

"But what?"

"How'd you like?"

"Haha, Mila ... Mila's. It has been said that Ayu, all of them are responsible. Including the cost of treatment for tomorrow's contract. Anyway you don't have to worry, whatever you need, say the same This is it. Mbak Ayu has handed over some money to the Union for the purposes of tomorrow's event. Guaranteed you do not have to spend a penny. Tuh, it's good to have a brother like honey mbak Ayu and also a rich husband candidate."

"Hem," Uni Siti who was standing in front of the room door cleared her throat. So that made my conversation and the Goddess Union stop. "There's a salon, that's." The Goddess Union pointed at a woman behind him.

What the Goddess Union said was true. For tomorrow's wedding, everything is borne by Ilham. In fact, they will also give me a large enough dowry. One hundred million rupiahs. Some money I've never seen so much. Even imagining it is not brave.

"That you can give to your father and mother for the cost of repairing the house, buying livestock and selling small capital. That way your father no longer needs to be a manual laborer, banging bones to meet the needs of your nephew, Mil." said Uni Dewi.

***

The marriage, although sudden, the plan is only a contract, but the news has been heard throughout the village. Maybe because of the big golden-colored tent that was installed majestically in front of our hut.

To be honest, I'm kind of excited about the party that's going to be tomorrow. It doesn't feel like I need to be too extravagant, let alone this isn't my first marriage. But everything was already arranged by the Union of Goddesses. Uni Dewi said, mumpung mas Ilham family did not mind the request he made himself.

"So that you also do not need to be discouraged continuously because it will be a second wife. After all, with a super fancy wedding for the size of our village, it's like being the first wife, Mil. It makes no difference. You and Mbak Ayu mean both privileged. That's what it's good to be married to someone who knows religion." said Uni Dewi.

I forced a smile. Is it true that later Ilham will put my position the same as Mbak Ayu? May I wish it were so while up to this moment we are still strangers.

Also the response of the people who were said by the Goddess Union just envied me. Yes, most of them, especially women, who were originally happy with the wedding plan, but suddenly turned cynical, not only to me, but also to all my family members because they knew that I was going to marry someone's husband. Will be a second wife.

In our village, the issue of being a second wife is very sensitive. Although implemented according to the law people still consider it ugly. But God allows. Maybe because we are already foreign to all the rules of God. Halal can be considered haram because of differences of opinion, while haram is considered halal if in accordance with the wishes of his heart.

That cynical attitude of the people ended up making me mentally a bit down. I became lazy to go out of the house, especially when my mother came home from the market with a sad face after crying after being talked to by people.

"I don't think Mila will be made a second wife. And it looks fine. But it turns out that they like people's husbands. Worth the bachelor and widower applications rejected, the same likes that already have. Be careful, karma does happen. Mila has a daughter, later the same thing can happen to the Yumna. Is it pity?"

"Beautiful, she wants the same husband people. Poor his first wife. I hope you get some karma soon, let's know the taste!"

"Oh my goodness Mila. Though guru najai, her late husband salih. But why could it be a misstep after the departure of her husband? Hence, so widows don't gatel-gatel!"

"If I knew Mila wanted to be second, I would have long asked her to be my second wife. Uh but, does he want to. Mila's a rich husband."

"Important to be rich. Let me want a husband or not. I'm tired of living hard!"

Those slanted words had actually reached my ears as well. Uni Dewi herself had also denied that I snatched people's husbands. The marriage I am going to have is already with the blessing of his first wife.

"Yes even though it's blessing but still Wi. Mila calls someone's husband. His wife must have been hurt a lot" said one of the salon mothers who was in charge of treatment on me.

"Duh Uni don't be pretentious. Who waved Mila to her husband only her own wife. His wife who came here and asked Mila to be her husband's second wife." replied Uni Dewi.

"Hes, at most his wife is already depressed with her husband. Threatened, if not given blessing will be divorced."

"The Slander is Union. Her husband is not like that. His wife is fine too. Just look tomorrow at the contract, his wife must have come to accompany her husband!"

"Even so, I still don't believe it. Today, there are women who are willing to share a husband. Especially until nyariin. It must be because there's something. Aye, right?"

The middle-aged woman with the striking makeup remained adamant that I was an unrighteous woman who married in a way that snatched people's husbands. All the objections of the Goddess Union were not heard. She even became more and more insulting to me, as if her husband was the one I took. It feels like this chest is really tight in Mali in such a way.