Love Me Seikhlasmu
Sharing Husband

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Humaira was now like a wealthy hostess who enjoyed life without hearing the comoohan from the neighbors. The elite housing area Tomy chose was far from the nosy neighbors of other people's lives, making the woman's life calmer and more comfortable.

A week passed after Tomy said he would take Humaira to see his wife. The woman was at a loss to choose what clothes she would wear to meet the mistress of the master who was with her these few months. Eventually, a simple long dres became Humaira's choice that night.

At night, Tomy has come to pick up Humaira to go to her big house. Humaira's heart was pounding as if she felt like she was going to meet the future mother-in-law. During the trip Humaira was more silent. His heart kept pounding, and his hands began to feel cold at each tip of his finger. His slightly paled face stole Tomy's attention. The man then grabbed Humaira's hand and grasped it slowly.

"You nervous?"

Humaira's heart is becoming. This time because of Tomy's warm grip that makes her flutter.

"Slightly sir..."

The face that had been pale now even became blushing. Tomy smiled at the drastic change. It's obvious that the woman can't hide her feelings. According to Tomy Humaira's nature like this is very worrying for him.

"We've arrived"

Humaira looked straight ahead after hearing Tomy's words. A magnificent house that was very beautiful made the woman gaped. Plus a row of servants lined up neatly welcoming their arrival. They all bowed respectfully as soon as they saw Tomy get out of the car and open the car door for Humaira.

"You've come, baby? Oh. Is he Humaira? Welcome to our home Humaira?"

Nia was helped by her aunt pushing her wheelchair to welcome her future honeymoon, her husband's young wife with a friendly smile.

Humaira looked at the owner of the voice. How surprised he was to see the state of the woman who welcomed him.

Is he his wife, sir? Is he sick?

"Assalamualaikum. dear"

Sapa Tomy immediately kissed his wife's forehead.

"Goddessalam..."

Nia and Humaira replied slowly.

"Humaira, she's my wife..."

Tomy introduced Nia.

Humaira's footsteps felt heavy his smile that he had just defended slowly began to fade. Unknowingly Humaira's tears trickled down looking at Nia who greeted him with a friendly smile in her condition.the woman was filled, for some reason she felt hurt and her heart became sore.

Oh my God.. What have I done? I am happy for the suffering of such a sick woman. How cruel and degrading I am, why can I beat up against a man who has such a woman. Her body looks fragile, but she still smiles at me who accompanies her husband every night. How lonely must he be because the master is always with me. O Allah. What do I have to do to make amends for this..

Humaira's heart was sad not playing, a heartwrenching feeling he felt with a feeling of guilt that increasingly became. She recalled how she felt when her husband was taken by another woman. And now he feels like that woman, the woman who took the husband of someone else's. He imagined how devastated and painful the feeling of the woman in front of him now was like his old feelings.

The longer Humaira's cry was heard until finally he sighed and squatted down in front of Nia while reaching for the skinny hand.

"I'm sorry.I'm sorry.., hiks.... hiks..."

Only those words escaped Humaira's lips. He continued to kneel while clasping Nia's hand. Tomy and Nia were confused by Humaira who continued to cry incessantly while saying an apology.

Slowly Tomy and Nia began to understand why Humaira would cry like that. Nia smiled happily, she did not wrongly choose a woman for her husband she thought.

"That's it. I'm okay. Don't cry.. Let's talk inside...?"

Take Nia gently as she stroked the back of Humaira who was still lowered in her lap.

"Darling. His legs must have hurt kneeling for a long time like this"

Nia told Tomy.

"Come on Humaira .. Get up, we sit together inside..."

Invite Tomy while calling Humaira so that the woman rises from her place of rest.

Humaira slowly got up from her place. His eyes were already swollen, his cheeks were reddened due to the number of tears that came out. Walking slowly Humaira followed Nia into a room. They also sit in the family room.

"Darling.. Can you leave us?"

Pinta Nia is gentle on the husband.

"All right, baby..."

Tomy kissed gently Nia's forehead before leaving the two of them.

"I asked my husband to come near you..."

That one sentence was able to make Humaira lift her face. The woman was confused by Nia's mind which was beyond guessing.

"You know Dika, don't you? He's my real brother..."

Humaira was surprised not to play.

So all this time I was with those two brothers?!

Humaira was nervous and increasingly felt guilty hearing Nia's words.

"Yes, Dika is my sister, and Tomy is my husband. Two guys you knew while working at the Exsy cafe. Want to hear my story?"

Humaira just kept quiet while staring at the shade of Nia with her guilty feelings.

"You know what, you made us curious. Why did Dika want to be with you. Until I finally asked my husband to find out about you. And find out what you really are. We talk about you every time we talk. I'm sure your ears may ring a lot because of us. Sorry yeah... "

Said Nia with a smile.

Somehow hearing Nia talk casually while smiling at him, Humaira felt not too nervous anymore like that.

"My age may not be long. As you can see, I'm sick and I need you..."

"Ma... mak.. meant madam?"

"Don't be afraid, I never blame you for your closeness with my husband or sister. I'm the one who asked my husband to be close to you..."

Humaira slowly tries to calm down in order to think and understand everything that is happening.

"I'm sorry madam, but I still can't understand. It's too sudden even though I've known you for a long time. But we never asked each other about privacy, so I don't know what this all means..."

Humaira looks confused. Nia also slowly grabbed Humaira's hand as if they would be very close and know each other.

"So my husband's second wife, love him as much as you do, if you still imagine your past.."

Pinta Nia half pleaded with a hopeful look at Humaira.

"Mrs even know all my past?"

"Yes I know all, as well as your little son Danu..."

Humaira's tears just came back. His heart was mixed with all the feelings. The woman doesn't know how to.

Slowly Nia began to tell me about her illness and the rest of her life who had not until when. The polemic of her husband's extended family regarding the successor of the company, as well as her heart's desire to have children, made Nia have thoughts of marrying her husband to the woman of her choice. For her the son of her husband from another woman is also her own son. And that opportunity came when Dika threw a tantrum until they got to know Humaira.

Nia was crying with her frail body...

"The dream of a wife is to make her husband happy by giving him offspring. But I'm a sick woman who can't make that dream come true...."

Humaira's heart was sad to hear Nia's words.

"Mrsonya...."

Humaira slowly ventured to embrace Nia's frail body. He could no longer listen to the suffering the woman was suffering. Nia's cry grew so did Humaira who understood such feelings. Hugging them crying together, without caring for someone who had been watching and listening to their conversation.

The tough and true man will be weak when his weakness is disturbed. Tomy shed tears in silence a thousand languages.

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