AISYAH FORTITUDE

AISYAH FORTITUDE
Chapter 15


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This morning the weather looks cloudy although that does not mean it will rain. It was as if the universe knew the heartbreak of these two couples. Breakfast this time was passed quietly, there was no laughter as usual, because each person thought of the best solution, solving the problem without any new problems.


Like a spark that appears immediately looking for water to extinguish it, if the fire has been blazing then there must be something to sacrifice to extinguish it.


"Humairah.. You look pale? I'll take you to the doctor? for a few days, you look lethargic, weak and easily tired. What happened Humairah?" baihaqi asked softly as he rubbed Aisyah's back gently


The swab felt comfortable on his back especially just behind the stomach, like there was a different taste swish there.


"I'm going to see my own doctor. I won't interfere with your time at work. There is Mr. Amin who can deliver me." said Aisyah slowly.


"Alright Aisyah. I don't want to be the last to know anything about you." Baihaqi reminded Aisha gently


Baihaqi immediately kissed Aisyah's forehead and stretched out her hand to be kissed by Aisyah.


"Let me Humairah... Don't make me wait to hear from you" Baihaqi said firmly.


"Yes Mas Bai. I will inform you directly." said Aisyah slightly chuckling.


Baihaqi also left his yard with his favorite car that was driven slowly. While Aisyah did not wait long to immediately meet with the Obstetrician because it had an appointment the previous day.


Hijab female obstetrician works at Mother and Child Hospital. He's Ernawati, call with Doctor Erna.


"Assynoltom... Doctor Erna." said Aisyah slowly as she opened the door and entered the practice room of Doctor Erna.


"Girishavisalam .. Aisyah... long time since we have not met, what is it? Are you pregnant again?" doctor Erna asked with a sincere speech and sounded happy.


"Doctor Erna, I'm late for my period, I haven't checked, I want to make sure to be with you through the USG" Aisyah said slowly.


"Okay dear patient, please lay down there, I prepare the equipment first" said Dr. Erna softly and politely.


Slowly and painstakingly, Dr. Erna also examined the content of Aisyah through USG. Doctor Erna just smiled broadly.


"Why Doctor Erna? Is something wrong? I'm not pregnant, am I?" ask Aisyah slowly.


"Congratulations Aisyah, you are positive to conceive, it is estimated that the age of the fetus is seven weeks. Do you not feel anything? cravings or nausea?" ask Doctor Erna slowly. Then the two got up and sat back in the chair for the patient.


"Just yesterday I felt cravings, wanted coconut-flavored ice cream turned out after bought I just want the fragrance, and the ice cream must be spent by Mas Bai" said Aisyah slightly chuckled.


"Jaga komunmu Aisyah. Given you have miscarried, this condition can trigger a sense of trauma or weak content.Tetao is positive and always happy, do not the slightest stress and fatigue" said Dr. Erna reminded.


"All right, thank you Doctor Erna. I have to say goodbye, there's something important I have to finish. Next time I will come here." said Aisyah after getting medicine and vitamins from Doctor Erna.


Aisyah left the hospital and returned to travel with Mr. Amin. The goal this time is to go to the house of Bu Margaretha or Anggie.


"We're going where Ms. Aisyah is" asked Mr. Amin politely.


"To Anggie's house Mr. Amin. This matter must be quickly resolved." said Aisyah politely and smiling sweetly.


His heart was very happy to hear the news that in his stomach at this time there was a fetus that Aisyah had to take care of and take care of properly.


Baihaqi opened the letter, at first the look on his face looked ordinary, then his face reddened and looked disappointed and upset. A hint of his emotional aura was emanating from his hardened jaw holding tightness in his chest, his hands clenching strongly.


The car stopped right in front of Anggie's house. There was an ungodly feeling in his heart. Fear, anxiety, panic, nervous and non-selfish.


"Sir Amin just wait here. I'm not long." said Aisyah reassuringly.


"Well, Miss Ayesha." replied Mr. Amin politely.


Aisyah opened the car door and got off her black car. His feet were walking heavily towards the gate of Anggie's house.


"Assalamualaikum.. excuse me.." said Aisyah slowly.


One assistant ran from the side and opened the gate.


"Waalaikumsalam." replied the housekeeper.


"Mom Margareth and Anggie are there? uh... I mean Nastiti?" ask Aisyah quietly and politely.


"Mother Margaretha is out, if non Nastiti is in her room, let me take her" the assistant said kindly.


Aisyah walked right behind the assistant. His feelings were increasingly rumbling, his heartbeat became too fast and abnormal.


The assistant showed Anggie's room. Since yesterday, Anggie just locked himself up and locked the door to his room.


Room with a very beautiful Jepara door carving.


"Assynoltom... Anggie... It's me Ayesha." said Ayesha softly and gently. Though his heart ached and hurt because of this bad incident.


Behind the door, Anggie heard a knock and a greeting from Aisyah. The one who had helped him when everyone closed their eyes to his circumstances.


Her crying just broke out. His heart also hurt and hurt. But what Anggie can do, he still has to do because the baby he contains needs a father figure.


Anggie wiped the remaining tears on her cheek with her palm. Both of his eyes were still puffy and looked slightly swollen.


"Waalaikum... Brother Aisyah." said Anggie in a soft voice. The door of the room is open, it feels cold because the AC is turned on to the maximum, the room smells fragrant and feels comfortable.


"May I come in, I bring you some food. He said you haven't eaten since yesterday. Don't you love the baby in your womb?" aisyah asked gently and rubbed Anggie's stomach slowly.


"Come on, sister Aisyah, please sit down." said Anggie who then closed the door of his room and sat on the edge of the bed.


Aisyah is still amazed by the beauty of the room Anggie is really neat and luxurious. Aisyah was sitting on the desk chair of Anggie's study.


"Want me a bribe?" ask Aisyah slowly.


Anggie was hesitant and embarrassed to be treated like that by Aisyah. The woman who was currently in front of him was a noble hearted and moral woman.


Slowly Anggie nodded his head resignedly, and took a rice bribe from Aisyah. Bribe after mouthful Aisyah painstakingly did so repeatedly until the rice was completely depleted.


One glass of water Aisyah offered to Anggie. Then returning to the study table, Aisyah smiled happily.


"What are you thinking right now, try telling me Anggie." asked Aisyah quietly.


"You are so noble-hearted, Sister Aisyah, but I also need a father figure for this baby I bear." said Anggie shrieked and then sobbed back.


"What should I do for you Anggie? Sharing Husband? I accept you to be my Madam? Like that?" aisyah asked softly and quietly, and still looked calm.


"I love Mr. Baihaqi. I love him so much." he said loud and honest.


Instantly the crystal circle just fell from both eyes Aisyah. His mind was so jolted at Anggie's innocent and honest words from his heart.


The proof of his love for Baihaqi was evident with some photos stamped on the wall. Aisyah was so amazed to see the scene at once her heart felt pained and sore.


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