
"Bang Arta's. You are a husband. You have to be fair to me and Dilla. My Please.. Don't make me a woman who snatches another woman's husband. Understand my position Bang Arta. I am grateful to have a husband like you. But I don't want to, because you lean more towards me, you forget about Dilla. However, she is still your legitimate wife. Although not recorded in court, but she is still your legal wife religiously. Dictionary has spoken the word of Jab in his name, Bang Arta. No need to register in KUA only your marriage is valid. Especially if it's registered."
"I refuse if you lean more towards me but can't be fair to her. You must be fair bang Arta.. Allah does not like a husband who is more inclined to another wife while others do not do him justice. Know Bang Arta. No wife wants to be in honey. Including me! But I will be a good wife to my husband and be fair to your other wives. My honey. For now you can assume if Mbak Dilla has not thought about it. But if one day this happens, I'm sure he will definitely come here and hold you to the same responsibility you gave me. Understand bang Arta. Sister Dilla was a woman.." lirih Risma with a chest that is so tight.
Arta who heard him was stunned with teary eyes. The lips curled up to form a sweet smile.
"But Brother can't, Ris. Your marriage relationship with him is not healthy,"
"It can make him healthy."
"Can't be darling. You don't know what Faradilla really looks like."
"Whatever bad Ms. Dilla is, she's still your wife. She's your legal wife Bang Arta, don't forget that!"
"No! You don't want to!" protest Arta firmly.
"Must want! Because I don't want to be considered a man-captor. Different if you're a widower, Bang Arta.."
The deg!
The deg!
As a result of that status marriage, Risma whom he had just married bore this burden. With Dilla?
I don't know.
Arta did not know with his current status wife. All he thought about was Risma, not another woman.
"Can't be darling. Once I promise to say your name in my heart and mouth, you will forever. There's nothing else!" Arta pointed her index finger at Risma who wanted to refute her. "You can't force Brother, Risma. You know which is best and which is safe. For now, I just want you. Not another woman! Understood?" it was Arta who made Risma shake her head.
"No. If Abang still does not accept Mbak Risma then I also do not want to stay with Brother. I'd rather stay in the supermarket. If you cannot do justice, you are sinners Bang. I am the same.. Understand. Don't selfish. Okay, if that one thing you can't, at least a living is born right?" risma's sweat again still trying to remind Arta. "Remember Bang. You have also mentioned ijab just like me. Be it any other way or whatever, obviously now Dilla's still your first wife. And I'm second. Understand Bang Arta.." Risma was still trying to remind him.
But the one who is reminded remains in his stand. "Can't be darling! Once you decide, you stay that way. Even if you force me to what I am, I will not obey. There are things I cannot take from my first wife. You'll know if you meet him. For now, enough to get here. Don't force you, Risma! You won't be able to accept it!" firmly Arta for the umpteenth time.
Risma looked at Arta deeply, "in that case. As long as Abang does not accept Mbak Dilla, then as long as we can not live together, just like Mbak Dilla. I'll move to another house too! It's my decision!
The deg!
The deg!