Sharing Love: Red Stain of Marriage
Chapter 7. Is This What It's Like to Share Love?.

Zeya stretched out her hand and greeted Zahra.

"Zeya ..." said Zeya, smiling.

"Morochen ...."

Albirru sat down followed by Zahra. They sat side by side across from Zeya.

Zeya took a breath as she saw Zahra leaning her head on Albirru's shoulder and hugging Albirru's arm.

"The sister of his friend Mas Al" asked Zahra.

"Let Al explain who I am."

Zahra looked at Albirru's face for an explanation.

"We ate first, after that I just explained who Zeya was," said Albirru.

The food that Albirru had ordered came. The waiter put it on the table.

When Zeya was going to get Albirru some rice, his hand was pushed over by Zahra.

"I'm sorry, let me just give it to Mas Al" said Zahra. He then copied the rice dishes Al and his side dishes.

Zeya took a breath looking at Zahra who looked spoiled and affectionate with Albirru. Occasionally Albirru steals a look at Zeya.

Albirru's gaze fell on Zeya's teary eyes holding back her tears.

I'm sorry, Zeya. I never meant to make you sad. You and Zahra are the same position in my heart. Even I love you more.

Zeya looked less lustful. He just ate a little. Unlike Zahra, he looked very happy and greedy eating his dishes.

"Sir Zeya ate it? Though the side dishes are delicious, why does Zeya look less tasteful."

"I'm still full." Zeya replied with a smile.

"Mas, want to add more," said Zahra.

"Mas is full."

"Cock on no taste. I said this is my favorite restaurant, Dad. Means the cooking is to taste."

"Mas is still full" said Albirru.

"They ate a lot of it anyway" said the spoiled Zahra, Zeya looking at them with a forced smile.

After eating, Albirru started to open up the chat.

"Zahra, I'm sorry if what you said made you disappointed."

"I mean, what. Just tell me, I don't understand."

"Zeya, this is actually mas's wife as well."

"What did you say. I don't like jokes, mama."

"Mas not kidding, Zahra. Zeya was the wife I married six months ago."

"Why abi and ummi never say if mas is married." Zahra let go of his embrace in Albirru's arm and looked at Ziya sharply.

"Because abi and ummi did not know the marriage of mas and Zeya. We married in series."

"So mas married mbak Zeya without the blessing of abi and ummi. That's why I got married in series. Why don't you come straight to me" Zahra said with tears in her eyes.

"Mas doesn't want to disappoint abi and ummi. There is a plan to introduce Zeya as soon as possible. But for a while I asked you to hide this from our parents."

"I mean I have to hide all this from the family. I want to accept all these lies. Mas wants me to be able to share the love with Zeya's mother sincerely."

"Zahra, you must know and understand that in our religion, there is no prohibition for husbands to have more than one wife."

"Mas wants me to accept Zeya as my madam. I want us both to be your wives."

"Now I ask mbak Zeya, is it possible if the love of mas Al is divided."

"I can only be sincere and resigned, because as a wife I just want to try to be the best wife. If asked if I would actually be willing. You must know the answer. No wife in the world would share her husband's love."

"Hearing Zeya's answer, no woman is willing to share her husband's love. Well, since I'm the second one present in life, I'll give up."

Zahra stood up from her seat. And he walked towards the exit. Albirru immediately chased after Zahra without caring for Zeya who was still in that space.

Albirru pulled Zahra's wrist and carried her into an embrace.

"I'm sorry, Zahra. I didn't mean to lie to you. But I expect understanding from you. Zeya is willing to accept our marriage, and I hope you can also accept it. Promise will be fair. Please, Zahra" said Albirru, holding Zahra's body.

From where he stood, Zeya saw only Albirru who embraced Zahra and persuaded him.

Albirru took Zahra into the car and drove the car away from the restaurant.

The sky looked dark as a sign of rain coming down. Zeya doesn't care about that. He walked out of the restaurant with a step.

Lightning was in the sky, and rain was pouring down on the earth. It was as if I felt the sadness that Zeya was feeling right now.

He walked on even though his clothes had been drenched in the rain.

God, I want to be strong. Don't make this heart fragile. I want to be strong. I want to carry out all these scenarios from You with a sincere heart. Rain, I hope that with you soaking yourself, I can remove all the wounds I feel. When love gives no meaning anymore, it only gives a heart-wrenching wound, as if it were night, where the rain never stops, but all this I must face because the journey of life will never stop.

After walking far enough, the rain began to stop falling from the sky. Zeya stopped the passing taxi.

"Sir, can I hitchhike. My clothes are wet." Zeya asked, afraid that the driver would not take her home.

"It's okay, ma'am. I can dry it later. I'll just come in."

"Thank you, sir." Zeya came in and said her home address.

Arriving at his destination, he paid more than the fare. The taxi driver was very grateful for his kindness.

Zeya went inside and sat down on the sofa. He looked up at the sky of his house.

From today I will not cry again. I had enough tears to shed all this time. I have to be strong to deal with everything that happens in my life. Isn't this better than my old life. Must serve men who have no idea how many wives. I'm not gonna play the feeling anymore. My love is dead. There is no love for any man. I will serve you as I serve the men who fucked me first. It's better, I only serve one man and I don't sin anymore. My love has died with this heart wound.

Zeya entered the room and changed her clothes. He took ablution. Then Zeya took the Koran and read it.

A few pages were completed. He tried to lay his body in bed.

Meanwhile Albirru continued to persuade Zahra. They are currently in their home room.

"Can you be fair, ma'am" murmured Zahra.

"I'll try. I'm not gonna promise you anything. You can prove everything later."

"Why were you dishonest from the start we moved here."

"I'm just waiting for the right time."

"Okay, I'll try to accept it. I'll see if you can be fair. If on our household trip, it turns out you did not keep your promise, I will step back and say everything to abi and ummi. Right now I'm gonna cover it up like you want."

"Thank you, Zahra. You want to understand. I won't break my promise."

"That means rations with me stay one more night. The day after tomorrow I have to go to Zeya's house?"

"Yes, Zahra."

"If it's this heavy heart, I'll try to be sincere."

Albirru hugged Zahra's body and kissed the woman's forehead.

Seriate

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