AISHA
(51) AISHA
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“Excuse me this master of your order.” Said the waiter with a sweet smile because in front of him two handsome men the other he remembered he was a man who was always a bodyguard of a newcomer artist named Aisyah Putri Nada. And this is the brother of the artist.
“Thank you. If you can leave us, miss?” asked bang Izak politely made the waiter nod not to forget with his two reddened cheeks. “Good sir, forgive me. Excuse me.”
“So, what do you want to say to me?”
“I want to propose to your sister.”
“Then?”
“I ask for your blessing, your brother, and your parents. I'll come to your house as soon as possible.”
“Why do you want to be with my sister? Aren't there a lot of people out there who are after you, let alone a former Mafia leader?”
Gentala grinned, “I know, you know everything about me, and I know you're not just an unemployed person or a freelancer. So I hope you can keep this a secret until I tell you the truth with your sweet sister.”
“You sure you'll make it happy? Guarded it? Honoring her? And don't make her sad?”
“I'm sure of my whole soul and life.”
“If you deny?”
“You can kill me with your hand or someone else. Because if you just dumped me I'm not sure I can live without your sister.”
Izak nodded - nod his head slowly and then cleared his throat, “please I bless you with my sister but you still have to ask for my blessing to my other family, such as his four cousins, two of his uwa and several of his aunts and uncles. Are you sure you can?”
“If it's necessary I'll do it.” Firmly making Izak smile sweetly without knowing in his heart he just wanted to humiliate the man in front of all his family. ‘it seems he ate my trap hehehe.’
“Well then we'll finish this conversation, because I want to inform my other family. See you at home, Tala!” he made Genta nod and slightly goosebumps seeing the smile of his future sister-in-law.
“Why do my hair stand up? Am I afraid of him like a ghost? Aish!”
Raizak Abdullah, a 26-year-old man, smiled broadly with wide steps entering his family's home until his entire family stared at him. Today with her invitation the cousins come home along with uwa men and women.
“Hei izak! What makes you happy?” ask teteh Fitri while holding his 2-year-old son. While the husband just quietly holds their daughter who is polishing the cake made by the mother.
“Don't let her know, I want you guys to work together to explore Aisyah's future husband.”
“Hah? Seriously? Aisyah will be in lamar?” Izak nodded, “I met him earlier and I said he had to get the blessing of all of you to get Aisyah and I want you guys to take a little care of him does not mean burdensome okay, later you explain to Bina because I don't want aisyah to know my ignorant nature.” Clearly, while pinching his nephew with anxiety to tears.
Before his mother scolded him, he ran into his room. “RAIZAK!!”
“HUAAAAA!!”
“Hahaha.”
“Huh tired of running, shower ah run out it pray after that eat deh.” Izak muttered until he forgot to lock the door to his room, until Bima entered without greeting and sat on the sofa of his cousin's room he pondered dizzyingly the story of his increasingly tenuous marriage.
“I should how? Did you ask for help from Izak only time ya?” he muttered while rubbing his face violently after that sighing.
Chequek! The bathroom door opened and featured Izak who was bare-chested but dressed in gray shorts covering his lower waist and knees. Seeing his cousin in the room directly beritighfar. “Astaghfirullah alazim ya allah. You surprised me, bima. What are you doing here?”
“Zak, help me.” His words melas make izak inevitably sit on the edge of his mattress and look at the man who has become a father in his young age. “what do you want me to help? Divorce hearing? Or get rid of the man?”
“Better we part even though God hates it.”
“If that's your wish, I'll help you later take the divorce papers and you just have to accept the legal decision.”
“Thank you.”
“Then custody?”
“I have to get it, I can't believe if my daughter falls into another man's hands. Especially her mother like that.”
“Well I'll work on it and help you get custody of my gemoy nephew.” Izak patted the guy's shoulder slowly, “just calm I'll take care of everything. You accept it be.” Bima nodded. I am grateful to have a good cousin and to help her.
‘alhamdulillah, I thank you very much for giving a cousin or family very good and helping each other like this. I will try to make my daughter happy without a mother. Help servant yes ALLAH.’
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