Me, My Veil & My Soul
Polygamy

At Pesantren Zain worked in administration and teaching the children santri.

Sometimes Zain thought of Nafrini. She really loved him very much, she intended to tell her father that she would be polygamous. But Zain's father was never polygamous because his father loved his mother so much that he did not want to hurt her feelings.

He was completely out of concentration and wanted to go home soon.

Zain was daydreaming in his special room. His father noticed Zain from the outside through the window, knocking on the door.

Tok ... tok …

Zain was awakened from his daydream.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” said his father.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, Dad come in,” Zain said as he stood up from his seat.

“Why are you daydreaming?,” asked Dad.

“No Dad, I just,” Zain replied speechless for a moment.

“Dad, is polygamy allowed?,” suddenly Zain asked what surprised his father.

“Polygamy in Islam is allowed as long as your first wife takes it and you can be fair to your wives,” replied Father.

“Why? You will be polygamous?,” continued Dad.

“No Father, just want to ask.”

“Loh, you are good at religion, time just ask Dad,” said Dad while pouring water.

“But, Dad why not polygamy?,” asked Zain to make Dad choke.

“Uhuk ... uhuk.”

“Sorry Dad,” Zain picked up tissue for his Dad.

“There's no reason Dad should do polygamy, look at your Mom, she's really beautiful inside and out, a very godly and obedient wife, never Dad was disappointed by your Mom, Dad loves her so much, he's very happy, because your mother is really a heaven-step angel for Dad, so Dad does not intend to hurt your mother's feelings, polygamy is allowed but not obligated Zain,” explained Dad.

“Did Annisa disappoint you? So you want to be polygamous? Can't Annisa be a good wife?,” continued Dad asked Zain.

Zain stunned. He's down.

“No Father, I admit Annisa is very kind and patient, she is a great woman,” replied Zain.

“Daddy has known since first met him, I believe Annisa can be a wife like your mother,” said Father.

“Dad but am I allowed polygamy?,” again Zain asked that.

“Father does not forbid you, provided you get approval from Annisa,” said Father stood.

“Already yes, I want to go back to Dad's room, Assalamu’alaikum.”

“Wa’alaikumsalam.” Zain stood up from his seat.

***

In the afternoon Annisa went home.

He's getting ready to cook dinner.

Annisa sees Nafrini watching television in the living room.

Annisa shook her head.

“It's like home alone,” murmured in the heart.

“Nafrini, can you help me to cook?,” asked Annisa.

“Ah .. of course,” replied Nafrini directly approached Annisa.

“This time we will cook chicken soup, you can help me clean the chicken and cut it,” Annisa said.

Nafrini immediately did as Annisa had instructed.

Annisa cuts onions and vegetables and prepares the seasoning you need.

They cook together, there is no safe and peaceful debate.

Then suddenly Zain came and was surprised to see the sight of his wife and lover cooking together.

“Honey, already home?,” Nafrini suddenly greeted her lover.

“Yes, what are you doing?,” asked Zain to approach the two of them.

“I was cooking chicken soup,” replied Nafrini cheerfully.

Annisa only fell silent, occasionally glancing towards them.

There was no jealousy or anything in Annisa's heart. But given her status, Zain was her legal husband, she could not let her husband get close to other women.

“Sister Zain, I will prepare hot water for you to clean yourself,” Annisa said.

“I am his wife, it seems I am the more entitled,” Annisa looks towards Nafrini with a cold gaze.

“Honey, let me get it ready,” whine Nafrini.

Zain was puzzled, remembering the condition of Annisa that she should respect him like a wife.

“You keep cooking Nafrini, let my wife prepare warm water for me,” Zain said.

Annisa smiled, she was happy that Zain had kept his word. Annisa then went to prepare warm water for her husband.

“Why did you let him Zain? You don't love me anymore? Have you been tempted by him?,” Nafrini was angry with Zain.

“No, I am not tempted by him,” Zain defend himself.

“Then? Why did you let her prepare warm water for your bath?,” asked Nafrini.

“Come on, I don't want to fuss over this trivial matter,” replied Zain sitting in front of Nafrini.

“Sepele? You say trivial? I asked, you still love me?,” asked Nafrini while stirring the chicken soup that was soon ripe.

“Iya,” Zain replied briefly.

“It is not good for a husband to love another woman besides his wife,” suddenly Annisa comes with a towel belonging to her husband, a sign of warm water is ready.

Zain glared at the words from Annisa.

“Zain!,” Angry Nafrini.

“Yes, I want to take a shower first,” Zain said.

Annisa just smiled, she amused herself with her words and mannerisms, before there was Nafrini, Annisa had never been sweet to Zain.

Annisa only wants to test Nafrini's patience until she finally releases Zain.

“Zaaiinnn!! I will go to your parents' house and talk to them that I am your lover!,” Nafrini slammed the spoon in her hand. He hurried off with the bag. But it was stopped by Annisa.

Zain put on a panicked face.

“It is so, if you want to talk to them, it is better tomorrow, it is getting dark now, it is not good for a woman to roam at night, it is better, what would their parents say if they saw you at night out of the house? Of course they will not like such women,” explained Annisa while holding Nafrini's hand.

Nafrini paused for a moment, thinking that Annisa's words had a point.

“Alright, tomorrow I will go to your parents' house Zain!,” said Nafrini went to her room.

Annisa just smiled at Nafrini's behavior, she turned off the stove and served chicken soup.

Zain, who was getting dizzy, rushed into the bathroom and slammed the door very hard.

After almost 15 minutes, Zain was finally ready to eat warm chicken soup made by his wife and lover. Annisa calls Nafrini to eat together.

Nafrini with her eyes puffy out of the room, Annisa learns that Nafrini is already crying. He rubbed Nafrini's shoulder gently.

“Sabar yes, Allah has determined each other's soul mate, you may not be a match with Zain and Allah replace it with a better one,” said Annisa smiling.

“No, I'll mate with Zain, he'll divorce you and marry me,” Nafrini said.

Annisa just smiled hearing Nafrini's words.

The two of them headed to the dining room, where Zain was waiting.

They don't say hello to each other. Annisa brought rice and chicken soup for her husband.

Zain looked towards Annisa.

Annisa just smiled.

Nafrini put on a jealous face.

The three of them finally had dinner quietly. Until finally Annisa felt dizzy and nauseous.

“I'm sorry to go back, uo .. uo ..” Annisa can't help her nausea, she's hurrying to go to the bathroom.

Nafrini frowned then stared intently at Zain.

“What is Annisa pregnant?,” asks Nafrini.

“I, I, don't know,” replied Zain nervously.

“Have you touched it?!,” Nafrini stood up from her seat.

“No, I,” Zain stop talking.

Nafrini left Zain to pick up his bag and went out.

“I'll tell your parents now!,” Nafrini recklessly out of the house.

“Wait!,” Zain chasing Nafrini.