Sharing Love: Red Stain of Marriage
Chapters 14. Am I Selfish?

Zeya wakes up in the morning with puffy eyes. His decision has been unanimous, he will try to survive in just three months as abi and umi say.

If within three months, Albirru was still unfair there was no reason for him to stay. He still has self-esteem, even if only a former comfort woman does not mean he can be stepped on.

Zeya cleaned the house and made breakfast for herself. He decided not to move. He'll see how strong Albirru's love is for her.

After the satapan Zeya clean himself and take his motorcycle, he went to the house of umi to teach and study religion.

"Assalamualaikum, Umi," said Zeya as soon as he arrived at Umi's house.

"Girishalah, Zeya. Enter son. Sit down, Umi'll be back for a second."

"All right, Umi."

Zeya opened the Koran in his hands and began to read it while waiting for Umi to return. Umi was drying clothes.

Umi sat in front of Zeya with a smile rising from her lips.

"You're so beautiful today, Zeya." Umi sees a change in the way Zeya dresses. Usually this beautiful woman comes with pants and shirts and scarves that cover her head. But today Umi sees Zeya coming up with the robe and hijab she once bought. Umi bought a lot of Muslim clothes.

"Umi, I want to change my appearance from today."

"Umi's happy to hear that. Tomorrow Umi will buy you another shirt," said Umi happily.

"No need, Umi. Let me buy it myself later. I'm ashamed ... Umi's too good with me."

"Umi's happy to do it. What more clothes did Umi give you to wear."

"Thank you, Umi."

"Now we begin to teach."

"Okay, Umi."

Zeya read the Koran and in the recitation by Umi, if anything wrong will be corrected. An hour later, Zeya learned to read the Quran.

"You've had a lot of progress, son. Your reading is starting to get good."

"Thank you, Umi. It's all because of Umi."

"It's not because of Umi. This is all thanks to your will and desire to always want to learn."

"I want to teach my son."

"You've got a problem. Your eyes are swollen, you're crying."

"Nothing, Umi. Maybe I am just being too sensitive. I should have understood if my husband had two wives. So I can't ask for time just for me. I just feel like sometimes, Mas Al is unfair. But I'm all leaving it to him. If Mas Al does something wrong, I have no right to judge him. Let him realize his own mistake."

"You're patient, Zeya. Pray to God that he may open your husband's heart so that he may realize his mistake."

"Sometimes I feel tired. I want to give up. If only I could scream let go of everything. Umi, is there anything we can do besides yell and cry to release all the burdens in the heart."

"She, son. You take ablution and pray. When else do you ask the ground and the sky to hear it."

"Name ...." Ziya's cry finally broke.

"If one day I'm not strong and give up, it's a sin if I ask for a divorce from my husband."

"Of course it's sinful. But it is allowed if there is a reason. And if later because this marriage makes you wrong yourself, it's better to split up."

"Thank you, Umi. I'll take my leave first. Assalamualaikum." Zeya cheers and kisses Umi's hand.

Waalaikumsalam, careful. Remember there is no problem that has no way out. The rainbow will be seen after the rain."

"Okay, Umi."

Zeya stopped by the stall first for shopping before returning home.

He cooked for lunch. And the ingredients for dinner he put first in the refrigerator.

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In the afternoon, Albirru returned from work straight to Zeya's house. He felt guilty for staying at Zahra's house.

He saw Zeya who was reading a book in the living room. Albirru hugged his wife's body from behind and kissed her.

"Chew right, honey. Just had a shower."

Zeya simply smiled in response to Albirru's words. He sat down next to Zeya and hugged his wife's shoulder.

"Darling, what are you cooking. I'm hungry." Yeah."

"May, but you get it. I'm eating here."

"All right."

Zeya took out a plate of rice complete with his side dish. He makes shrimp balado mix potatoes and vegetable spinach. Added corn.

Albirru devoured his wife's cooking without a remnant. He really likes his wife's cooking.

Albirru looked at his wife who continued reading the book. He became surprised, why did Zeya not seem angry because he was staying at Zahra's house.

"Darling, Sunday we'll move into the house you bought it."

"I don't think I need to, Mom. I feel like I live here."

"But the house was bought for us to live in"

"Mas can be rented or resold. Better get the money back."

"You're angry ...."

"Do I have any right to be angry?"

"What does this mean, Zeya. If you feel wrong, you deserve to be angry."

"I feel like I have no rights anymore."

"Zeya, I know you're angry because you stayed at Zahra's house yesterday. But you should understand. Don't be selfish and childish."

"I'm selfish, I don't understand you. So all this time I thought so," said Zeya began to get carried away with emotions.

"That's not what I mean, but you should understand my current position. Mas wants to persuade Abi and Umi to accept our marriage."

"Why should be persuaded. If indeed I am not accepted by the family, with a sincere heart I am willing to retreat."

"What are you talking about, Zeya. I told you, no one will choose. You and Zahra are still my wives."

"Mas or I'm being selfish."

"Zeya, you know that I love you and Zahra. You two will always be in this heart."

Albirru approached Zahra and hugged her, bringing into her breaststroke.

"Mas realized so far can not be fair. Give yourself time to learn to be a good priest. We are both learning, so that this household can run harmoniously."

The phone in the pocket of Albirru's pants rang, he saw Abi's name on the phone. Albirru picked up her phone.

"Assalamualaikum, Abi"

"Vaalaikumsalam. You're home from work."

"Already, Abi. What's up?"

"Come here. Zahra's sick. From morning sickness and vomiting. Take it to the hospital immediately."

"Alright, Abi. I'll be there soon. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

Albirru turned off her cell phone. And he looked towards Zeya.

"Sorry, Zeya. We have to get to Zahra's place. He's been sick. I'm taking her to the hospital."

"Go, mas."

"Hope your understanding once again."

"Go, I'm fine. I've said many times, my heart is not weak.It is made of steel. Hold the fuck up."

"Zey, don't say that. If it wasn't for Zahra being sick, I would have accompanied you here."

Zeya did not want to hear her husband anymore. He went into the room although Albirru was still there.

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In the place of Aunt Angel there is a handsome man asking for the whereabouts of Zeya. He was a businessman, named Haikal Azril Ansa. Commonly called Azril. The first man took away Zeya's sanctity.

Seriate.

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Thank ye.