I Was the Second
Enam

After the infusion runs out, Zia is healthy again, she also finished the food given by the hospital staff, then she is allowed to go home, can rest and take medicine at home.

"The administration has finished Deck, we go home yuk," asked Alfina who just returned to take care of the administration.

Zia nodded, she got up and sat down, putting on the veil she had taken off. Then stand up and put on the sandals.

"Mas Rayhan is still taking the car in the shophouse, we wait while chatting in the front canteen yuk," Alfina asked.

"Yes Mba, I also want to say something," said Zia. The two of them walked to the cafeteria in the front yard of the hospital.

"You're energizing again, will you have fruit juice? Follow me for a drink" said Alfina, offering Zia.

"Actually uda was full of food in the IGD earlier, but gapapa Mba, I accompany drinking, Mba just choose it, I like all the fruit that is not sour," said Zia.

Before long Alfina came up with two glasses of avocado juice in her hand.

"It's got you don't use chocolate milk and ice cubes, I'm afraid you're nauseous, so I used ice instead of chocolate milk," alfina said as she placed one of the glasses in front of Zia.

"Yes Mba, thank you, jazaakillaahu khayran," said Zia.

"Waiyyaki, I briefly sent a message to Rayhan's mas first, saying that we are in the front canteen," said Alfina as she pressed a rectangular flat object in her hand.

"Well, what are you talking about?" alfina asked as she put her phone back into the bag.

"Ehm, that's Mba, thank you very much for helping me and Maryam many times, may Allah repay Mba Al with kindness," said Zia.

"Aamiin, you too, Baarokallaahu fiik" said Alfina.

"Eh, how did Mba Al know I was in the hospital?" ask Zia. Alfina then told me everything.

"Ah so, continue to wait for me through to do what? Is there anything to say?" ask Zia.

"Look Zia, I hope you are not offended by what I am about to say, and by Allah we have no evil intentions or anything like that" Alfina said. Zia solemnly listened to what Alfina was about to say.

"Will you marry Mas Rayhan and become my middle sister?" ask Alfina. Zia was wide-eyed, still unable to believe what Alfina said, this kind of woman, her heart was made of what...

"Mr Al ... Are you sure of what Mba asked?" ask Zia to make sure.

Alfina smiled, it was only natural that the question was present in Zia's mind, which woman herself wanted to share her husband with another woman, but there was also the fact, Alfina was one of them.

"Don't worry, of course, before asking you, I've talked about this with Mas Rayhan, the children, and Rayhan's parents, if my parents don't exist, so my brothers, you know, in shaa Allah has all agreed that Rayhan mas married again, with you as his future wife," said Alfina calmly. Zia fell silent again, still digesting what she heard.

"Then Mba Al himself, what is the reason for asking Mba's husband to marry again, is sorry mba Al can not serve Mba's husband well?" ask Zia.

Alfina smiled again.

"Alhamdulillah, I am still healthy, still able to serve my husband, but when he asked to marry again, I did not give permission because I have not found a suitable candidate in my heart," sahut Alfina's.

"Why should I?" ask Zia.

"But Mba..."

"There's no need to answer now Zia, we'll give you a week to talk about this with your family, and think about everything, uh look at them coming, see, see for yourself how Maryam was with Rayhan and Fatimah" Al said, pointing to Rayhan walking with Maryam, and Fatimah in his arms.

Yes, Maryam looks sparkling eyes, her smile never separated from her face.

"Yuk Zia's deck" said Alfina holding Zia's hand, bringing her closer to Rayhan and their children.

"Umma's healed?" ask Maryam.

"Yes, thank God dear" said Zia.

They walked back to the car park.

"Ah there's a call from the office, you go in first, I get a call for a second" said Rayhan, who dropped Fatimah off his carrier and took the phone in his pants pocket.

Alfina opened the front door, but she did not enter, and wisely raised Maryam to sit in the front passenger seat, she chose to sit in the back seat with Fatimah and Zia.

After finishing the phone call, Rayhan got into the car, rather surprised, usually Alfina was next to him now sitting in the back. Rayhan smiled, liked what his wife did, of course, so that her future honeymoon sister would feel comfortable in their midst.

"Al, we stopped by the office, yes, there are clients who want repayment" said Rayhan.

"Ah yes, ga papa kan deck Zia we stopped by the Rayhan mas office first," said Alfina.

"Yes Mba gapapa" said Zia.

"Which house did you sell?" ask Al.

"That, which is on the main road housing the earth mas," said Rayhan.

"That second floor?"

"Yes,"

"How Much?" ask Alfina.

"One point three" said Rayhan.

"Billion?" ask Alfina.

"Well, that nice house,"

For this city the price of such a house is quite expensive.

Zia opened her eyes to hear their talk, she felt smaller among them, let alone look, imagining having that kind of money never. Next he just looked out the window. He worries how. Being a second wife will certainly not be easy, how his family will accept, the stigma people have about a second wife. If he does not accept this offer, how Maryam later, school and living costs are not cheap and not easy to find. Ziah never feared himself and his little daughter, because Allah had guaranteed the sustenance of every servant. But Maryam also looks very fond of Rayhan, Maryam really misses the father figure in her life.

"It's up to the office, I'm down first, you guys wait here yeah, I try to hurry," said Rayhan then got out of the car and rushed into his office.