
#pov Mary.
Today I'm going to pick up my husband's first wife and friend. Sounds funny, but this is the fact that I married the husband of my best friend. I had never thought before that my life should be a third person, but what can I do when my best friend is lying weak? I did like Gus Fakhi a long time ago, but that does not mean I have to have it because I am aware of myself and my status.
This brown luxury house is now also my home. Usually I'm not this big when I enter it, different from today. I want to go back to the cottage because that's where I live. This family has been very kind to me.
"Maryam," call Nasya.
I flinched, "yes, Yes!"
"Say Mommy your room next to Azma." Apparently, Nasya was telling me the location of my room.
"Oh so, huh? All right, I'll be there. You rest yeah, don't move much!"
"You're just like Mommy!" Nasya chuckled amusedly, then he glanced at the person behind me. "Mas!" Call her.
Hearing that call my heart was racing again. "Yes, honey."
"You take Mary to the room, yes, tonight you're just like Mary." As soon as Nasya's words made me and Gus Fakhi dumbfounded.
"Huh?" That was both of our responses.
"It's really compact," ledek Nasya even though I know if at this time he feels a little sick.
"Let's take you first, and then Mas's between Maryam." Pinta Mas Fakhi, then he took a quick glance at me. "You wait here first, Mar!"
"Yes!" My answer.
Almost fifteen minutes I waited for Mas Fakhi to come, although a little tired but I had to wait for him because this was an order from my husband. Ck, husband!
"Afwan, long time." The baritone voice surprised me.
"No, pa-pa."
"Just go ahead, Yuk."
We went together, not a word came out of our mouths. Until we were in front of the room that used to be a guest room. Mas Fakhi opened the room and then I went into it and was followed by him.
"You rest first, I'll be here tonight." Briefly Mas Fakhi then left after saying hello.
Naturally the man was cold to me, because I was not the woman he wanted. Our marriage was only on the ground for being forced and for the sake of saving someone's life. Expecting love is impossible, but being his other wife has been a miracle for me who has always admired him so much.
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By nightfall, I had changed clothes with my mother in my nightgown. I lay in bed reading my favorite book.
Suddenly ...
"Let'soo!" Someone came into my room and I shouted loudly because I am not wearing a hijab at the moment.
"Afwan!" He said, facing back. Immediately I took my hijab and put it on directly.
"Already, Mas. Sorry, I don't know." Overshipped.
The man turned his back and walked towards me after closing the door. "Sorry I was late, I gave Nasya the medicine first."
"I___iya, Mom. I'm just surprised, I don't think Mas came so I've been relaxing since."
"Let's go to sleep."
'Deg!
My heart is getting so bad, sleeping in bed with a foreign man is making me uncomfortable right now. I just nodded and slept on the right side.
"Can you sleep wearing a hijab like that? Open up, there's nobody here but us."
"Ta___but ..."
"I know, it's not easy for you. Same, it's not easy for me either. But we're married, if not from now on, when do we feel awkward like that?"
"Yes, Mas. I get it."
#POV Maryam END's.
After Maryam opened the veil, the man was stunned. I don't know how long he stared at Maryam with such a feeling of admiration. "Masiah Allah ..." That was what Fakhi said after seeing Maryam. "Gee, afwan!" Fakhi wavered after being aware of his words.
Maryam wanted to take back the hijab but was held back by Fakhi, "just like this in the room. I'm your husband, I deserve to see it."
"Yes, Mum."
"Maryam, tonight _____"
"If you're not ready, I'm not pa-pa."
"Afwan, but ___"
"I understand, Mom."
Maryam always cut Fakhi's words, the two of them kept quiet after saying that. Fakhi immediately lay down and soon he slept soundly. Likewise with Maryam who is now asleep after putting a bolster pillow as a barrier both.
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