After the First Night
Chapter 12's

Even though you've stayed away,

but not with me.

I'm still here waiting for you, with the same love and taste.

Under the Trenguli tree, a silent witness to the love of you and me.

🌻🌻

Happy reading

Aisyah went out of the house to eliminate her saturation and turmoil. He does not want to linger in the sadness that surrounds him. Looking for fresh air to relax his mind and heart, looking back at the fallen feelings scattered. Rebuilding feelings that have collapsed, broken into pieces. He walked down a long shelf that compiled various kinds of books. Aisyah also runs on a shelf that provides various titles of best seller novels, the author's work is exposed and then take one. Reading the synopsis for a while, he began to be interested in the style of writing that is simple and easy to understand. He immediately fell in love with a book with a baby blue cover with the title Love in silence. Without lingering he immediately took her.

Walking, walking down the sidewalk during the day alone. Every now and then enjoy the breeze blowing his long black mane. Provides a coolness that makes it occasionally close the eyes. Thankful for the blessings God has given us.

Seeing a long bench under the Trenguli tree, he smiled faintly. The flash of events some time ago made him smile bitterly. Yesterday, under a tree that was a silent witness to the husband's proposal. He was so happy because he had been proposed by a lover whom he deeply loved. Until she and Arzan got married. The household that he thought would be happy, did not expect everything would be full of sorrow and tears. That past, made his dream marriage fall apart. He did not know whether his marriage could be saved or not.

The black-robed woman continued to step towards that long bench, landing her tired body there. Groping beside his seat, remembering that time. At that place, they sat together talking about marriage. Still remembered very clearly the happy face of the man who had always been in his heart. Asking her expectantly to be his wife, pledging to be with him whatever the circumstances. Promising to accept whatever the past is, not going to dispute everything that has happened in the past. Ah everything was so beautiful yesterday, but the reality is not as beautiful as the shadow. Was she so disappointing that her husband turned 180 degrees? The attitude that was originally very warm, now turned ice-cold. Regret continues to eat away at his heart, but comes back again. How long will he regret what happened? Rice has become porridge. She was only committed to the one who created her, and tried to be a good wife even though her husband could never accept her well.

A man came over, sitting long enough beside him. Noticing the woman who was just daydreaming looking at the lips of the road, her gaze was empty to the point of not realizing there was someone else beside her.

The man let Aisyah who was busy with her thoughts, until a few minutes passed making her careless. Aisyah was very comfortable daydreaming to ignore her presence.

"What the hell is neng? How much better than that?" the man said at last. Even so, Aisyah still stared blankly at the streets that might look more attractive than anything. To make the man upset instead of playing, he took action so that his existence was realized by the woman.

"The fire! The fire!" the man shouted right in the ear of the woman who was focused daydreaming. Just the man's scream made Aisyah screech in shock with a panic standing reflex.

"Where's fire? Where's fire?" scream in panic. Seeing Aisyah who was surprised did not play made the ignorant man was outraged. He laughed until he held his sick stomach. Realizing that he was worked by the man made Aisyah upset. He slapped the shoulder of the man who was shaken by the laugh. "Why are you pranking me? Basic prat!" annoyed screams.

"Haha ... Lookyyourface! Like clothes that have not been ironed. Very tangled and ugly!" the man pointed at Aisyah's pouting face.

"You anyway! Why are you pranking me? What if I hang?"

"Yes nice dong. If not, you die."

"Gosh this is a kid. What the hell are you here for?" ask Aisyah while landing her ass back. Sitting next to the man who became his friend during college.

"I accidentally passed by, look at the newlyweds alone. Bengong kayak a toothless cow,"

Aisyah.

"Dear it like a toothless cow!"

"What the hell is it, to be alone here? The newlyweds should be going everywhere. Don't mostly daydream not clear. Fortunately not in the waiting tree. If you are troubled."

"Damf. What a disgrace to his words."

"I just came back from the city library, and just accidentally stopped by for ngadem."

"really?" ask the man named Haris who does not believe. Aisyah simply nodded in response.

"Kok I don't believe it, huh? You're all right, aren't you?" ask Haris to know. Aisyah glanced at the man beside her for a while, then turned her eyes back to the crowded streets.

"Well right. Why why?"

"It's okay. After getting married, how come I even see your face is the same Arzan different."

Aisyah frowned, staring confusedly at Haris.

"How different?"

"Yes is different. Not as fun as usual."

"Ah is not. We are fine, maybe Arzan is tired because his work is very much lately. Even with me, too much work makes me less rest" he said. He's trying to look okay. However, it is not good to expose internal problems to outsiders who are not supposed to know their household problems.

The man was bearded, then looked at the woman next to him.

"May you always be well and happy, yes. I will always pray for you both. If there is a problem, tell me the same story. I will definitely help you and always be there for you" said the man sincerely. A clear thread pooled in Aisyah's eyes, wanting to feel like she told him all the things that happened at her wedding. But he held back because he did not want others to know the new household rift as long as the corn.

"Thank you, yeah. You've always been good to me. Me and Arzan are fine. And we will always be happy." he said with a smile.

Yes, I hope everything will be fine and we will be happy. Inner Ayesha in the heart.

"No thanks, if a new deal can be done" the man joked, chuckling.

"You always do. Eat what you think."

"Well, if anyone wants a deal, why not?" the man raised his eyebrows.

"God. I was the boss still asking for a deal. I should've asked for a deal!"

"May, but next time. There will be time too."

"Ready, I wait." replied Aisyah with a sweet smile.

Deg ....

Haris heart almost exploded getting a sweet smile from the woman before him. The flower is still blooming, never withering even if hope is no more. With all his energy, he pressed deeply into that shameless feeling. The one who kept sneaking whispered a beautiful word in the recesses of his soul. Trying to forget and muffle, but the deeper the taste goes. Unbeknownst to the two, a pair of eyes stared furiously at the two. Grip firmly the steering wheel of the car he holds.

"Suck!" he got upset and hit the steering wheel hard.