Prison of Love
Polygamy?

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A target question.

I looked at Mother confused, asking her for help. But instead of help, my eyes sparkled, as if asking me to say, “Ya! What are you waiting for, Nayaa?? We continue the next stage!”

This time, I had to fight alone. Since when can I expect help from my mother?

“Sorry, instead of rejecting the good intentions of Kak Fatih. But hasn't Fatih not even heard my turn to talk?”

Fatih's eyeballs were rounded, as soon as his laughter exploded. He beristighfar repeatedly and then control himself back, “Sorry. Dear God, I don't know how many times I have embarrassed myself like this.”.

Abah and Mother responded to Hengky's words by laughing. Mom can't hide her happy face, “It's okay, lad Fatih. If Fatih doesn't show Fatih her true feelings, maybe Naya doesn't even want me to bring her here.”

I glared at Mom.

Hey, I didn't come here because I liked Fatih! I just follow what Abah and Mom want!

But as usual, I just kept that sentence in my heart and mind. The obedience and affection towards Abah and Mother made my mouth shut. What is, I even found myself smiling as if to justify Mother's words.

“Well, anyone want Naya to talk about?” ask Abah gently.

I took a deep breath and then I exhaled slowly. Fishing the vocabulary of words out and strive to structure sentences well.

“Naya just wants to later get a man who loves Naya with mediocre levels. Love in proportion. Because maybe we hate something, but it is very good for us, and maybe we like something, even though it is very bad for us,”

“What Brother Fatih saw at this time only because of the intervention of Allah who with His Most Gracious nature deigned to cover all the disgrace and ugliness of Naya. Because believe me, when Kak Fatih knows the disgrace and ugliness of Naya, then there is nothing else in your mind except to go as far away from the life of Naya,”

“Naya is serious with the words Naya. This is not just a simple word or ado, or just a sentence to be humble. By Allah no,”

“Izinkan Naya asked, if later, when Kak Fatih was determined to say the sacred pledge while shaking Abah's hand in front of the Qur’an later, later, when Kak Fatih began to know the ugliness and disgrace that Naya had covered up, would Brother still treat Naya well?”

Abah who was confused was worried that Fatih caught my question with a different meaning seemed to try to open his mouth to add a few sentences, but Fatih quickly asked, asking,

“About what vices context does Naya mean?”

“Anything. Even the worst possible,” I replied with an intonation of emphasis.

“If it concerns anything beyond the honor of a woman, I can accept it.”

I smiled with satisfaction. This is what I meant. The chances of us being together are getting thinner. Okay, time to ask the next question, then,

“If later it turns out that the woman can not conceive a child Sister, how?”

Fatih was silent for a moment. He sighed heavily, “To be honest this is a difficult question for me to answer. Because one of my wedding goals is to score a generation of excellence. But if it turns out that the wife I chose turned out to be, sorry, barren. I don't know, maybe it's better we adopt a child or.. polygamy might be the solution?”

“Polygamy?” My voice is rising. Has he talked about polygamy?

“Isn't our religion not banning polygamy?” fatih's face like confusion, “Even Abi has three wives.”

Abah cleared slowly. He avoided my eyes, changed his sitting position so that I could not see him freely.

I sighed in annoyance, “God does not forbid us to polygamy. Some prophets even had more than one wife. We do not need to discuss first the reason why the Great Prophets had more than one Wife, but, again, the Prophets were chosen men specifically appointed by God as their messengers, the level of faith, to sholihan and obedience is far at a level that we can not even see the high ranking,”

“Then, ordinary people like us, who even if they have three children, cannot deny the heart not to lean on one of them, act still carry the responsibility of the lives of more than one woman?”

“Do not say that this is the sunnah of the Prophet. There are thousands of sunnah of the Prophet that we can do, whose reward rate is not inferior to having a wife of more than one.”

I finished the sentence with still gasping for emotion. Honestly my heart and mind were cheering in excitement at this moment.

I finally found a reason to reject it.

“Wait a minute, why is our discussion going wide everywhere like this?” Abah laughed softly, acting a formality to break the atmosphere.

“Nak Fatih of course does not plan to polygamy, right? And of course, Naya was even less likely to be unable to have offspring. So, what do we discuss here?” Mom smiled broadly. He grabbed a bottle of bottled mineral water and spilled it into his glass.

As I was speaking earlier, a waiter had delivered the food and drink we ordered.

“If you get a wife as smart and brave as this, whatever his shortcomings later, whether he can not have offspring though, no problem for Fatih, Bu.”

My heart that had just relaxed from heavy thoughts immediately let out an alarm back.

Whahuh? What did he say just now?

“What Naya just said strengthened me even more to be able to continue this stage to the marriage stage. I really like a wife who not only obeys the husband's orders, but I also need a wife who can be used as a friend to argue and have fun discussions,”

“My answer was just as a lure so that Naya can express her opinion honestly. When it comes to feelings, very few women can still base the Qur’an and Hadith as a reference to his opinion. Once again, Naya, has fascinated me.”

Fatih's eyes were straight at me, she smiled gently and then said quietly, “Sorry yes, Naya. You must have been very emotional..”

Semantara Abah and Mother laughed with relief at Fatih's words. My shoulder almost sagged due to weakness. This guy has been playing me.

Abah invites Fatih to eat. They laugh occasionally about Abah and Abinya Fatih's friendship. While Mom smiled with relief while listening to their chat.

I looked at my food. Usually cow steak can always make me understand all the moods but this time the steak can not help me.

My thoughts always end in, “Please.. give me a reason.. Give me a reason so I can reject you well..”.

The shadow of Hengky's smile instantly flashed in my eyes. The shadow of me marrying another man besides Hengky makes my hair goosebumps.

“Naya don't eat?” fatih's voice asked me softly.

It sounds soft to others but it sounds very nauseating to my ears.

Mother coughed lightly, she glanced at me while laughing, “Why Naya? Are you thinking about your marriage? Or you are confused later want to wear traditional clothes bride Lampung or Sunda?”