"I look the same as you. Raising my husband's children from his first wife, Padma. They both prefer to live with me than with their father who is now going abroad for business.
"Does it mean that your big child is Wardi's kid from his first wife and your younger child is Wardi?" Maira nodded.
"Yes. They grew up well because Wardi and his first wife still provide for me to be born to this day. We are never short of money. But our lives are far from happy."
"How come ?" Maira started crying, making Padmasari even more confused.
"I turned out to be only his second wife, while he has now returned to Europe and reunited with his first wife. His son chose to live with me."
"Subhan Allah." Padmasari touched Maira's shoulder and tried to hug her best friend's body tightly. Maira, who felt that she was being thrown perfectly into the bottom of the deepest hole, felt she had found a place to lean on. The place she had longed for.
"Have I sinned Padma?"
