Test Loyalty
Dumped

Hariz began to listen to every word and sentence conveyed by the ustaz who is currently discussing polygamy.

According to ustaz, polygamy may be carried out by the husbands which of course must be in accordance with the provisions and requirements that have been arranged in such a way in the Islamic shari'at in the hope that there is no one party who harmed especially if you feel zolimi by the husband who has the intention to polygamy.

"For husbands who intend to be polygamous or now who are living it. Ask back into each other's hearts. Is the intention in your heart straight? Just to help relieve the old widows? Or vice versa the intention of having more than one wife just because of **** mere world?"

The question from the ustaz just now deeply touched Hariz's feelings. It felt like he was being slapped with the question. Because the man felt that what he had been running was very far with provisions in accordance with religious rules. Because the second marriage is always creating perhara for perhara in the world of his household.

"Let's not polygamy instead create an inner wound for the first wife, because that's the same as we do dzolim to his own wife," continued pak ustaz later. Which makes Hariz even more cornered.

Almost an hour or so of study Hariz attended ended. All the pilgrims began to disperse and prepare to return to their homes. And so did Hariz. He drove his motorcycle at moderate speed.

Arriving at Hariz's house, he approached Dhena, who had just finished teaching her first child to read iqro, and said, "Tomorrow Mas would ask Nelly to come here, if you will," he asked for consideration from his wife

"What are you doing? Want to show off your romance with your second wife, Mas?"

"Once in a while I want you to look in the mirror and see someone who deserves to be with you. Whether I am, the person who is willing to live with you, or he is, the person you find attractive even though he is actually a bully," Dhena continued and then expressed his heart.

"That's not what I meant, but .... "

"But what, Mas?"

"We'll see tomorrow if Nelly's here."

Dhena then fell silent. He prefers to pass to the kitchen to prepare dinner for the three of them.

At the dinner table is available banana heart stir-fry taken from the garden next to the house where Dhena lives. With fried wader fish given Mbak Ningsih caught fishing her husband.

"I'm going to eat at Dad's bribe" Fathan's pinta began to sulk.

"New father until the house is still tired. Let Mama bribe you, yes," said Dhena trying to give understanding to her eldest son.

Then Dhena scoops half a barrel of white rice that is still puffing the smoke into an empty plate owned by Fathan, then put one egg plume favorite son.

"Yaudah, I want to eat alone, yes, Ma. Kan, I'm a big boy now. Already have a baby sister," he said enthusiastically directly diikan by Dhena.

[Tomorrow you may come here alone.]

A split second later came Nelly's reply.

[What's up? Wouldn't Mas rather appreciate Mbak Dhena's feelings than meet me?]

[Tomorrow Mas there needs to be the same you] Hariz replied.

Dhena's activity washing the dishes from dinner last night was interrupted when she heard Reza, her baby boy began to cry loudly from the direction of the room. He washed his palms that were still filled with soap foam then rinsed them clean and wiped them. Dhena rushed her feet towards the room.

However, his steps were stopped when he saw Reza was now taken and was already in the arms of the father.

Dhena turned her body to return to the kitchen to continue her work which had been delayed.

***

The clock on Nelly's wrist showed the number three in the afternoon. He began to get ready to go to Hariz's house after he had rested for a while since coming home from his place of work earlier. While Vito happened to be following TPQ activities held by an ustazah who lived in the housing complex where Nelly lived.

Now Nelly is sitting in the living room facing Hariz. Beside the man was Dhena also accompanying him.

Hariz tried to strengthen his heart so that he could make a firm decision to Nelly for the integrity of his household with Dhena who had given him two sons in his small family.

"Ma'af, Nel. I have not been able to become a husband with two wives who can be fair and give happiness to both wives. For that from now on, rather than us like this I continue to decide to scatter and mentally you. Not to be a burden and a sin unto myself." Hariz's painstaking efforts finally managed to bring out the intent in his heart in front of Nelly and Dhena at once.

"So, did Mas ask me to come here just to make my heart break? Where is your conscience, my friend? All the kindness I gave you was never appreciated even if only just returning my feelings," Nelly said.

Between the pain and anger in her chest cavity melted into one making the beautiful woman seem like she is unable to control herself anymore. His blushing smooth face held back the overflowing emotions of feeling already humiliated and feeling humiliated being divorced directly in front of the first wife of the man he had always loved.

While Dhena only listened to everything conveyed by the husband who was unexpected. Awakened curiosity that from last night had disturbed his mind because Hariz had asked his approval to invite Nelly to their home without Hariz telling Dhena the real purpose.

Dhena's little heart as a fellow woman could also dive in and feel with Nelly's current state of heart, which of course will feel crushed to the brink of feeling dumped by a man who had hoped to give happiness in his life even though it was only used as a second wife by Hariz.

Dhena then stood up to Nelly trying to grab Nelly's body to give a hug just to give strength. But at once Nelly's hand brushed off Dhena's embrace and said hysterically, "Don't you be pretentious to care about me Ma'am, instead of Mbak being happy if Mas Hariz divorces me and leaves me like this? This is, right, what Mbak Dhena really hoped for all this time? Can I have Mas Hariz completely without any more worry about my whereabouts?" cecar Nelly. The attitude of the woman and her grace as a feminine woman figure vanished just like that when faced with a situation that is not in accordance with her wishes.