
1 Week had passed, after the day that Najwa had allowed her husband to remarry, and on this very day was Rehan's second marriage with Karina.
Honestly, Adi as the father did not agree his son married again. But because Sinta is also very demanding for Rehan to immediately have an heir, inevitably he follows the wishes of his son and wife.
"Son, you're patient !" Say Adi, Najwa's father-in-law.
"May Najwa hug Papa ?" Her eyes with glassy eyes.
"Here baby !" Adi stretched out his arms and hugged his beloved daughter-in-law.
"Hiks hiks, Najwa is not strong Pa. Najwa is not so strong as you think, Najwa's heart hurts Pa. Hyks hyks," said Najwa in his tears.
Adi was so understanding of what her daughter-in-law felt that. Until he joined his tears to feel the sadness of a Najwa.
As a parent, Adi has advised Rehan to rethink his decision. To have a child does not have to force Najwa to get pregnant, they can adopt a baby from an orphanage.
But the advice Rehan rejected him on the grounds of loving each other. It is as if the memories of 3 years ago with the wife have been replaced just like that with a new person who entered his life.
"I accept the marriage and marriage of Karina Larasati bint Muhammad with the dowry in cash."
"How are the witnesses ?"
"Well............" Exclaims.
...Najwa ran away from the place, shedding tears repeatedly....
Away from the crowd, he was alone on the edge of the lake not far from Karina's residence.
"Hiks hyks, I am not your only wife now. Can you be fair to us after this ? O God, why should I be the one you test so painfully like this ? To be honest I was jealous Mas, my heart ached to see my husband chant a cobalt scarf for another woman in front of my own eyes. I cannot sincerely share Mas's husband, but for the sake of your happiness and also your family, I am willing to bear the thorn that will always stab me every day" Najwa said as he pleased.
1 Hour passed, and now Najwa had returned to his home. He has prepared the heart and the eye for what will happen between his husband and his madman.
"Mas, where do you want our honeymoon ?" Karina asked while leaning her body in Rehan's field.
"As much as you love" Rehan replied with a smile.
"Mak Najwa doesn't papa at home alone ?" Karin asked as she glanced at Najwa who was preparing lunch.
"Eh, no papa. You are newlyweds, so you definitely need more than just at home" Najwa replied with a heart that he was trying to toughen up.
Rehan glanced at Najwa's face. The face that used to be full of smiles and laughter, now he no longer found it in his first wife.
To be honest there was a side of guilt and could not bear Rehan divided his heart to Karina.
But biologically, he also wants to have a descendant from his flesh and blood. Had Najwa been able to fulfill his wish, there would have been no way he would have dared to hurt a wife who had perfection like Najwa.
"You come, baby !" Pinta Rehan on Najwa.
"Yes, don't dong Mas ! Would we like a honeymoon, why would Najwa come ? You know, Najwa can't stay home alone for a few days, right ?"
"W-yes, I don't have a papa at home. You guys go !"
"Oh yeah, we're leaving this afternoon !" Rehan.
"Yey, thanks my dear husband. Cup..." Karina kissed Rehan's lips in front of Najwa.
Rehan simply nodded with a smile as he stroked Karina's hair.
In contrast to Najwa whose heart was back in tightness had to witness for himself the intimacy of her husband with the woman who had now become his honeymoon.
'I'm strong, Najwa, you have to be strong...!
O Allah help your servant ! Najwa muttered that very painful breath.
"Mas, can I not work ?" Ask Najwa.
"Why do I have to work, is my money less ?"
"Not that Mas, Najwa just feel bored for a long time at home is nothing to say."
"Huhhhh, what do you want to do ?"
"Najwa wants to open a clothing store Mas, in a few months will want eid al-fitri must be a lot of fans."
"When I really want to shop with you. We discussed how the shop design. But it seems that you are not interested at all in helping me" muttered Najwa disappointed.
"Yes Mas...."
***
It was late in the afternoon, Najwa had been cooking for her husband who was about to go on a honeymoon with his second wife.
"Mas, you better eat before leaving. I've made your favorite loh capcai like Chicken rica," said Najwa after seeing Karina and her husband come down.
"Karina doesn't like Chicken Dek, we'll eat out later" Rehan replied.
Degs....
I want her to curse her husband. The more days his attitude and treatment is not appreciated Rehan.
"Yes, sorry, ma'am. We go first" continued Karina.
Without answering, Najwa nodded his head.
"Even for her sake, you are willing not to eat the food that I cooked Mas, even though it is your favorite food." Najwa murmured in his heart.
Shortly after Rehan left, someone came in his black suit.
"Asalammualaikum Ma'am" Sapa Riki.
"Waalaikumsalam Ki, why ?"
"I was asked by Mr. Rehan to help me shop."
"Have you eaten ?" Ask Najwa.
"Not yet Ma'am" replied Riki.
"The food I cooked quite a lot, we eat first yes !" Take Najwa.
"But Ma'am....
"It's okay, Mr. Rehan won't be angry. The door will also open, so as not to be slandered."
"Alright Mom," answered Riki according to.
"Call Najwa or Ki, we seem to be the same age !"
"Ah well, there's no boss he he."
"Pinter was kidding you too."
"Why cook this much Najwa ? If you eat only a few people "Task Riki.
"Huh, this is actually Mas Rehan Ki's favorite food. But because Karina doesn't like Chicken, so they don't eat at home" Najwa explained.
' Pity you Najwa, the best wife you have to Rehan is in vain for the sake of coral. I know how you feel about getting your husband married again. If I had known you first, maybe now I am the one beside you Najwa ' Riki murmured in his heart while feeding food into his mouth.
Najwa feeds the food while rolling back the sweet memories with her husband at the dinner table.
' The memories we made here today tomorrow and forever will never be seen again. Memories only belong to the two of us now must be crossed with the Second Wife. Oh my God, I leave everything to you, if someday I have to part with Mas Rehan, I am not too surprised by the position of the heart that is no longer in place. I give up on my love '
Najwa Almahira
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