Adventure Love Honey And Abhizar
Phrase I

"Mas was friends with Aisyah since she was a child, we grew up in the same boarding house. Aisyah is a diligent, smart and polite woman, she stands out among other santriwati. But, Aisha has such an over-embryan ambition to achieve something that she wants her opponent to fall down and not dwell, always wanting to be above the clouds above others" I listened and took good care of her, then Abhi continued.

"Aisyah already considered as a sister mas itself no more. One day Aisyah was betrothed by her mother, because her mother was the best friend of Abhi's mother they were familiar like sodara. Aisyah in a match with a person who was quite old at that time, she was among the people who were respected and had various sources of income so many people who loved her, he was one of the people who loved her, he also became one of the regular donors in Darussalam cottage. Her mother Aisyah was also an ambitious person probably because of that Aisyah was down to the nature of her mother. Eventually they married, Aisyah became the father's young wife.But not long, less than a year Aisyah was divorced from her husband. The reason is because Aisyah can not have children, doctors claim that Aisyah had early-stage uterine cancer." Hearing that I was surprised, not only because it turned out that Aisha was a widow but also her illness.

"Astaghfirullah" I said upon hearing the news.

"Aisyah was very bad at that time, so I took her to London for a consultation there so that Aisyah could be a little calm. That's the photo you saw when the mas with Aisyah took a picture, because Aisyah's husband asked for a referral, Aisyah reported that the mas and she were related. Mas did not dare to say anything did not dare to refuse him nor did he agree because of his pain. That's why I'm sorry for making you like this."

"Then why did not explain everything about our situation, and also why it was not open before. It's only right that as long as I'm in Aisyah's cabin it's like hating me every time I see me" Abhi stroked my hair again.

"There are a few things I want to ask," Mas Abhi nodded raising both eyebrows.

"What does Abhi mean by delivering a friend to Cirebon is Aisha?" mas Abhi nodded.

"Where does Abhi stay for a few days?"

"The nearest hotel" he said.

"Why didn't I tell you that I was there to deliver Aisyah?"

"You never asked me that question, and when Abhi once told me about the activities of the mas you refused and did not want to hear," I was silent to think it was my fault to have made the agreement.

"We were married for 5 months, "Mas Abhi got up from her seat and went to open the nightstand next to the bed. He picked up a piece of paper that was no stranger to me.

"It has been more than 3 months as you promised, this paper is no longer valid. Now, can you tear it?" he handed me the HVS paper that contained the agreement he and I signed.

"I...."

"Mas has been patient all this time, can you make sure of something?" Somehow I felt as if I was not feeling well when Mas Abhi said like that, I squeezed my finger out of nervousness. "What would Abhi ask me, if he would divorce me, what did he mean by the covenant" some questions came to my brain, which had felt calm now as if on the fishing line to be nervous again like being asked a question and answer test by the teacher.

"Over these 5 months, how have you felt about me?"

"Deg..."

"Mas, about that..., can you give me one more month?" I asked for time compensation for not being so sure of my feelings.

"I refuse" he answered.

"I need that answer now" insisted Abhi.

"But I'm not so sure about how I feel, about our marriage, about everything." Mas Abhi held my face, I looked at his face and his eyes were so sharp that they pierced into the heart, warm, sad, yet soothing eyes.

"I'm a man, I'm normal, I also have a limit of patience. Han, I need your answer now, I don't want to wait anymore," now this man is for the first time merciful as if asking for my mercy for him.

Indeed, among all the men I have met, there has never been a man as patient as him. I refused him he was patient, I asked the commitment of unreasonable rules in a marriage he was still silent even though he could not agree. Even he was still with open arms he embraced my family, he lived, he was enough, he was the responsibility that I should bear. Now he's taking over my responsibilities.

" He does love me, does he really love me, is he really my soul mate, my soul mate, is he really the man of destiny for me to live and die. O God, what answer should I give to such a noble man?" The contents of my head were arguing, but my heart wanted to continue with him.

"Han," I was jolted from my inner quarrel that was fighting an argument between accepting or not. We were silent, Mas Abhi as if waiting for my answer, he clasped my hand tightly like he did not want to let go of me.

"5 months is enough, isn't it enough for you to define your heart, Han?" mas Abhi was still sulking asking for answers from me.

"I've chosen you steadily since we met at your house, I'm sure you're my heart mate."

"What is this, what is he doing, how is Abhi saying that in the present state amused once I hear it" I murmured. I slightly held back the smile before him because I knew for Abhi it was the first thing for him to express his feelings to a woman, different from me who has dozens of times get a dreadful seduction from various kinds of mottled noses.

He still held me, lowered his head, pressed his forehead into my hand. Like I was begging.

I who saw him instead of pity, even wanted to laugh at his behavior that seemed ridiculous to me. But I realize this is not the time for that. Can not be denied I am a woman who has grown up, I was matured by the environment, I may be even more mature than mas Abhi because of my experience in dealing with various types of men.

"Mas, I'd like to ask you one thing." He watches like a child who will listen to the fairy tale of his mother.

"Before I wanted you to know my life and my surroundings. My life is not the same as Abhi's. My neighborhood is not like the neighborhood of Mas Abhi. My father and mother are not from a well-to-do person, we are from a simple family. Mr. in PHK from his work since I was still in SD. I studied and attended a state school that was compensated by the government so that my school was free, and of course the facilities were limited not as complete as in the cottage of Mr. Kiyai," abhi was still listening seriously.

"I don't want to, like not to be raised in an environment that requires us to be strong and independent. My mother and I trade, I seek part-time by working part-time to people in need even up to 1st grade High School. When class 2 High School was lucky there was an owner who allowed me to work in a cafe. I have a sister, nor do I want to constantly see them my family lives in such a state. I worked at the cafe initially for the needs, but over time the UMR salary that I got from the cafe could not cover our needs. Until one day there was a man who dared to hook me to give me money and also meet my needs, that's when I was," My words began to falter, I was afraid when I would reveal it.