After the First Night
Chapter 14's

**I'm in limp, though,

It's an uncertain hope

Down this dark hallway of hearts

Hope the light will be waiting

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Happy reading**

Until noon Arzan did not come home. Aisyah already did not know how to, her mind was deadlocked. She was so sure her husband was like this because of her. She's the one who didn't make her husband come home tonight. She decided to see her husband in the office. However, he could not let everything sink into a misunderstanding that would worsen the problem. Aisha was not the woman Arzan alleged she was. If her husband feels jealous because he looks like he is with another man, then he will be very happy to keep his distance from the man. If her husband asks to stay away from her male friend, then she will do what is important her husband is not angry with her anymore. Really, she felt very uneasy if her husband left in a state of anger.

Aisyah left in an online taxi, arriving at the office she went straight to her husband's room. But just getting in front of her secretary's room, she was prevented by the woman who worked with her husband.

"Sorry, Mom. Mr. Arzan was having guests." the woman wearing the black blazer smiled kindly. Aisyah smiled back and walked over,

"Oh, sorry I don't know. Is the guest important?"

"It doesn't seem so important, Mom. Because it's not about work."

Aisyah frowned, looking at the woman in surprise.

"Who's guest? Man or woman?" ask Aisyah suspiciously.

"Women, Mum. Looks like your friend."

"It's been a while?"

"About an hour ago."

"Oh, well thank you." After making small talk, Aisyah immediately stepped towards her husband's room. She wondered which female guest had met her husband at the office for over an hour. Suspicion, curiosity and worry instantly filled the recesses of his soul. The secretary quickly tried to restrain Aisyah who was about to barge in.

"I'm his wife, why can't I come in? Besides, the guest isn't an important guest discussing work, is it?" the woman standing before him was silent. He is confused how.

"I want to go in." Aisyah immediately opened the door handle, her eyes widened when she found her husband was with his stepbrother in the same room. Chatting freely in the interlude of laughter, there was no face full of anger printed on her husband's face. The man looked very relaxed with a smile still remaining. The face changed back when he saw Aisyah who was standing in the doorway, surprised at the sight before him.

"Dear of? Why are you here?" tanya Arzan standing up. Dita also stood up, staring in wonder at the older brother who was looking at her angrily.

"Sorry, Sir. This mother broke in. Though I've asked to wait."chicit the Secretary while looking down. Arzan nodded and gesturously told the woman to leave, using only a finger. The woman understood and immediately left her superior room.

"Mas, why is Dita here?" asked Aisyah looking dislike at her sister. Arzan glanced at Dita who was still surprised.

"We only visited to comfort me. He was so worried because I didn't come home all night."

"What's? What's that supposed?" aisha did not understand. Why would he bother coming to the office just because his sister-in-law didn't come home all night? Is there a sister-in-law who cares so much that she came to the office to comfort her sister-in-law? Are all of these natural actions? Even his initiative is higher than the brother whose incident is the wife of the man he came to.

"Why? Isn't he very attentive? He was willing to come all the way here just because he was worried about me? Not like you! Letting your husband go and not come home all night. Oh, I think you're happy to be with your affair all night, right?"

"Astaghfirullah, Mom. Why is your mind always dirty about me, mas?"

"Alright, Aisha. Don't be a saint anymore. From before marriage you like Gonta changing men, right? Even you often stay with your man's friend."

Aisha stared angrily at her husband. Her heart ached so badly at being accused of something no-no by her own husband. She was so low in the eyes of her husband.

"Oh my God, my. What libel are you throwing? As bad as I was, I never was. Why am I always despicable in your eyes, Mas? Just because of one mistake, you made me so low in your eyes. Have you ever thought about my feelings? And now, why are you guys together in your study? What are you guys doing?"

"Sister, brother don't misunderstand me. Sorry if my presence made you dislike me. We won't be here anymore, brother. This would be the first and last time Dita came here." the girl's face looked parched, with a slight bow showing deep remorse.

"It's better, Dit. You should know the boundary between brother-in-law and sister-in-law."

"Dear of it! What do you mean? Came here to persuade me to come home! He pityes you! He did all this for you and now you suspect your own sister? Where's your brain, huh?" Aisyah surprised. She could not even believe that her husband could beat her just for defending her sister-in-law. His eyes began to heat up, the clear grain was more and more puddled, trying to break through the defensive wall. His heart was very sick to have a different treatment. If her husband could be gentle with her sister-in-law, why was that man so rude to her? The hatred and disgust that the man showed him. Is there really no hope left for her? Is it true that everything will only be in vain? Should he stop fighting and leave everything behind? His heart hurts, it hurts.