After the First Night
Chapter 61's

**When the taste began to grow, but he was misguided

I can't ignore the haunting

There's no way I could sacrifice the love that came suddenly

I resigned, I gave up

Hope for the universe

🌻🌻**

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Arman sat leaning back in his chair with his mind drifting. He has been working with an unsettled mind for a week. Remember the incident a week ago when he found out that he and his sister had fallen in love with the same woman.

"Attent. Is the woman you mean Aisyah this one?" ask Haris while giving his phone to Arman and Mama Lita. Her index finger pointed at the woman who was smiling broadly wearing a white dress with her best friend Desy. Arman's heart stopped beating. The net widened, staring at Haris who was also sock. Arman nodded slowly in response. Seeing the nod from the older brother made Haris throw his body weakly.

"It turns out we love the same woman" Haris said, staring far ahead. Sadness was coming from his eyes. So did Arman, he seemed to not believe the facts.

"Do you really like the woman in the picture?" mama Lita asked her two children. The two nodded, confirming what was on his mother's mind.

"God. What the hell's been going on? Why is this all like this?"

Everyone just kept quiet with their own thoughts. Since then, Haris and Arman's relationship has been strained. The two looked evasive and awkward. Of course it makes the mother restless and not calm. Which parent can be calm if they see their two children not saying hello for one week?

That afternoon the middle-aged woman approached her son who was playing mobile phone in the living room.

"Can mom sit down?" ask the mother to her child. The man who was busy playing the flat object in his grasp looked up and smiled.

"Of course I can. Sit here, mah." said Haris as he shifted and made room for the mother to sit next to him. He put away the phone that had accompanied him, placed it on the transparent table in front of him. Mama Lita smiled slightly, then sat right next to Haris.

After sitting down, he grabbed his son's fingers into his grasp. Seeing the face full of sadness shown by her mother made Haris wonder and not calm.

"Mama why? What the hell is going on?" asked the man to gently caress her mother's hand.

"Mama's worried about you both" Mama said honestly. The mother's words made the man sigh heavily.

"Do you love Aisha so much?" mama Lita asked, staring at her son's black bead.

"Why did you ask me that?"

"Just make sure."

"Haris has long harbored feelings for Aisyah, Ma. Even when we were in college and Aisyah wasn't married."

Mama Lita frowned.

"So Aisha was a widow. She was forced to divorce because her husband was caught cheating on her with Aisyah's half-sister."

suddenly the explanation of his son made the woman wearing a Sage colored dress was surprised. He closed his open mouth.

"God. It's too bad the fate of that woman." - sad.

"Yes, Ayesha's fate is so unfortunate. Even when she had just lost her husband she also had to lose her father."

"Astaghfirullah's. Why does the ordeal keep coming and turning on Aisyah?"

"Aisha is a very kind and gentle person, Ma. Many even liked him while on campus. But she chose that jerk and married him" Haris said.

"Son, can you give Ayesha to your sister?" mama Lita asked expectantly.

"What?!"

"Guild on your brother. You are young and can get much better. Poor your sister, son. Look at me yesterday she fell in love. He hasn't smiled like that since he was abandoned by your father. "

"But, Ma."

"Please, son. Poor brother you just first fell in love but must be broken. Give up just once. Hasn't it been your sister who gave up?" Haris agreed with the mother. From childhood Arman always succumbed to him about anything. It won't make her cry. Remembering how happy the brother was when he fell in love, made his heart touched. Should he take away that happiness? Or can he give up his woman to his sister.

On the same day in front of a religious court. Aisyah came out carrying a letter of divorce between herself and Arzan. A couple who have officially divorced accidentally met in front of a religious court building. The two looked at each other for a while before being reprimanded by his sister who was holding Arzan so possessively.

"Why see Dita's husband like that? Don't try to tease him!" said Dita with an unfriendly face. Seeing her sister's behavior made Aisyah smile wryly.

"Did I not hear wrong? Didn't you tease your brother's own husband?"

Dita speechless. He lost a landslide. Aisha's words were right about her heart.

"Here you go, let's just go home" Arzan told Dita.

"Awhile, brother. I'm not done with this woman."

"Otherwise? Stop everyone. Don't be ashamed here." said Arzan as he spread his gaze around. Looks like some people who were there were staring at the three with high curiosity.

"Sister, I'm just warning this woman not to try to snatch my sister away from me."

"God." complained Arzan while rubbing his face annoyed.

"By reminding my brother, yes. Never tease brother Arzan. Remember that! Brother Arzan is now Dita's husband, so never approach her." threatened the woman was full of pressure.

"Please take it, Dit. Have you not always been jealous of what I have? Didn't you always get a mark - me?" cibir Aisyah stared lightly at her half-sister.

"Sister!" Being at a loss for words, he could not reply to Aisyah's words so he could only be silent harboring anger that would soon explode. Seeing the chaotic situation, Arzan immediately pulled Dita's hand and left Aisyah as a prank herself. she did not want to be a free spectacle for those who were there.