After the First Night
Chapter 27's

**Speak your heart and wait for time

Strengthen your heart for something

Trying to reduce the pain even though the wound is too deep

Trying to be quiet despite screaming every night

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Happy reading**

Aisyah came home with a nervous and uncertain heart. His best friend's words made him think hard. Just until he was at the door of the house, he had seen his stepbrother watching while eating snacks. His steps stopped, wanting to ask everything to his sister. But his little heart refused, there was no way his sister could do such a bad thing to him. But .... on the other hand he also cannot let his household get destroyed. As he attempts to piece together the shattered puzzle pieces, comes a third person who intends to make his household unceremoniously destroyed. He will not stay silent, Aisyah will be as hard as trying to save the household that is only three months and already on the edge.

He tried to strengthen the heart, crouching the taste between good and bad. A sense of worthiness or inappropriate.

"If I do, take it away from her husband. Besides, it's his own fault to have a husband is not taken care of." the words slid smoothly from Dita's mouth who was chewing food. Aisyah was surprised, why did Dita have such thoughts? Although he only commented on the soap opera he watched, but Aisyah felt Dita's comments were inappropriate. Or is it just her feelings that are too sensitive? the woman shook her head. I don't know, he himself was confused.

The woman continued her steps towards the tv room where a girl was busy watching the soap opera.

"We, aren't you in college?" ask Aisyah for pleasantries. The girl in his sweep only glanced for a moment, then refocused on the screen before him. Aisyah saw some scattered food containers, cold drink bottles scattered and scattered snacks. He took a breath for a while, then exhaled it violently.

"Why should you be scattered?" aisha complained to her sister.

"Why bother, brother. 'And there's Sumi's mbok in order. Don't bother why?" sahut Dita without looking.

"When it's neat, why not? any girls how to eat messy?"

Taken offended, he stopped his chewing and threw out a bag of plastic french fries that had been held. He stood up, looking at his brother in annoyance.

"Don't mind the mistress in this house, brother so powerful yes."

Aisyah frowned, thinking for a moment.

"No, there's no meaning to be super-powered in this house. But brother just rebuked your way. Is it good, if the girls eat messily? You have to feel sorry for Sumi. He's tired in the kitchen, instead of helping him add to his work."

"What is helping you? Isn't that her job, huh?"

"At least you lightened up her work. Poor Mbok Sumi is old, Dit."

"Yes, my brother is in order. I'm going to go to that room."

The girl was about to leave when Aisyah pulled her arm. Feeling that something was pulling her, Dita stopped and glanced at her arm that was strangled by Aisyah.

"Wait a minute! Someone wants you to ask me."

"Just a minute, Dit. Let's sit down for a second!" bring Aisyah. Inevitably, Dita delayed her desire to go to the room. He also wondered what his brother would ask. He looked at his brother lazily while folding both hands in front of his chest.

"So, what do you want to ask?" said the girl. Aisyah sat on a long sofa bed of brown color in front of the tv. Get rid of some snacks that have not been opened. Pulling his sister to sit.

"Sit down, it's not good to talk while standing." her brother asked as he patted the empty spot next to her. Dita rolled her eyeballs blatantly.

"You want to bother anyway." he was forced to sit next to Aisyah. The woman gathered the courage to ask. Fear of getting a bad response from his sister, but curiosity made him steady to ask.

"Dit, do you really have a boyfriend?" ask Aisha carefully.

"Why the hell is that? You don't believe that this sister is doing this?"

"It's not so, Dit. sister just wanted to ask because what you see your relationship is far away."

Dita looked at her brother not like.

"How far is it, brother?"

"Yes, it's far away. Until ... your neck a lot of red marks. You guys haven't done that, have you?"

"So, is this really bothering? Whether I've done it or not, it's none of my sister's business. Then brother's first already ngalamin own thing before marriage. How do you easily want to give everything to your boyfriend. Don't be a saint!"

Aisyah breathed a heavy sigh.

"It's not that you want to interfere or feel holy, but you're just afraid that you'll do the same thing as your sister."

"The fate of this man is different, brother. My boyfriend must be responsible. He's gonna marry me, but the time isn't right."

"Why? Wouldn't getting married soon be better?"

"Yes because he's the man's husband." those words just slid from the mouth of the girl beside him. The throat of nearby Aisyah, she stared at her sister in disbelief. While Dita who slipped trying to calm down.

"Smurprise! I may not want to be the same guy. He is the man I used to like. I have loved him before. So if there is a chance to have him, why not? I can't lose him. So yes I have to admit it let him not get away from me."

"We, you know what you're doing is wrong. Quite a big brother who fussed over it."

"Udah, brother do not interfere with what I do. Brother focus on the same household brother who is already on the edge of the horn. Think carefully, want to continue or not the same brother Arzan. Besides pity, right, brother Arzan should get a second hand? He's good, handsome, well-established. Should have found a suitable companion for him."

Dita's words offended Aisyah enough that the woman could only remain silent.

"Makanya Kak, if so the woman pinter little. If you have given the crown of a brother to a man, yes should be his sister's same as him. Do not marry anyone else. Poor people's children. Hoping to get a virgin, uh even get what he says is a virgin but the sense of a widow. Guys who want to accept us as we are in this world there is no brother. It's all just bullshit!" Aisyah confirmed her sister's speech. Arzan initially did, saying he would accept all of Aisyah's past even if it was bad. But reality? It's all just nonsense. His love is only virginity. After knowing the wife is not a virgin, the love evaporates just gone somewhere. He should have married an SD only child, who had not been touched at all. Especially in the modern era like today. Many teenagers who deliberately spread intimacy with their girlfriends.