AISYAH FORTITUDE
Chapter 16

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Baihaqi was just sitting pensively at her room work desk. His mind floated thinking of a solution that was considered appropriate for him. This problem has hurt his good name. Moreover, the contents of the threatening letter actually did not scare him, but slander with false evidence was very painful.

'What should I do O Allah. ' muttered Baihaqi in a very soft voice.

His eyes were closed, his seat was rested on the back of a very soft chair. His soul and mind were extremely turbulent and unable to think properly and clearly.

Reporting this to the police is also unlikely to work, as scheming people are easier to manipulate their data quickly.

The white envelope contained threats about Baihaqi's responsibility as the father of the child Anggie was carrying. This bad news can easily be disseminated at this time also coupled with a photo about three years ago when maktab, maktab, Baihaqi helped the unconscious Maba near the river with a high sense of humanity Baihaqi raised the body and brought it to the venue. Maybe at that time there was someone who accidentally perpetuated the moment so that it became a misunderstanding at this time, because it turned out that Maba's son was Nastiti Anggraini none other than Anggie.

Baihaqi always remembered Aisyah, the woman who was devastated by this bad news. Convincing Aisha was indeed easy, but if false evidence was always present and cornered Baihaqi? Which woman doesn't believe in cheap gossip? Aisha is also an ordinary human being, her faith is tested with loyalty, patience, sincerity and sincerity. Hard not to accept all that? it's not as easy as turning our palms.

Baihaqi's eyes opened and stared at the ceiling of the room which looked white and clean, but there was a single spot of dirty stains there, it won't even be visible if we don't pay close attention to it. Unlike humans, want as much as a person's goodness, tainted one spot of stains that even he did not then it will forever stain it will be impregnated.

The toughest test at the age of marriage is more than five years. It's harder than just listening to people's chatter about not having children or offspring because the age of marriage is long. This foot problem really requires an incredible amount of concentration.

Baihaqi also cleaned his desk and put the tasks of his students into his briefcase, for correction at home. Today the mood is really not good. His mind was only on returning home and meeting Aisyah. Only Aisyah was able to blindly calm and excited her heart back. Plus the presence of Nadya who has been a few days filling the loneliness of the house to be warm and cheerful typical of children.

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"Assynoltom...Mr. Baihaqi... I want to deposit my current shipment." said Anggie at the entrance to Baihaqi's office.

"Waalaikumsalam.I'm sorry Anggie. Today I am really tired, and I have to find a solution to this problem. Problems that I myself never knew, not even imagining this could happen to me." Baihaqi said softly without looking at Anggie in the slightest.

"Didn't Mr Baihaqi have already made up his mind? and I want you to listen to me recite the letter you asked for." said Anggie pleading.

"Maybe another time. I need to get back home. I miss my wife who is Sholeha and kind, and even Ayesha does not blame me for this, even though I know it hurts a lot. A very heinous slander to destroy my household" Baihaqi said softly.

His feet had already stepped up and walked right at the door to get out of the room. Without looking at Anggie.

"Until whenever I will still love Aisha, there will never be anyone who can take her place in my heart and beside me. Just Aisyah.... Aisyah... and Aisyah. Only Aisha Maharani I have always loved and forever" Baihaqi said.

Baihaqi came out with firm footsteps. Anggie stared at the man she had loved all this time.

The sound was quite thunderous and sounded loud, until some people who passed by looked towards Anggie. Some lecturers opened their study room and looked towards the corridor, who was shouting out loud.

Baihaqi was still Baihaqi who did not care about the person he thought was insignificant. Moreover, the person has made his household a little shaky. A deed he never did should Baihaqi be held accountable for obsession.

Baihaqi kept walking straight towards the exit of his car park. Back then Baihaqi had already contacted his friend named Bambang, He was now a quite famous lawyer. Even the football is no doubt.

Bambang believes in Baihaqi, strongly believes, but there are some things that Baihaqi needs to remember about his current opponent or enemy. Margaretha was someone who was good at speaking, of course a lot of evidence points to Baihaqi.

"Arghhhhhhh.h "yelled loudly and hit the steering wheel in front of him so hard that his palms turned red.

The car is traveling at a pretty fast speed. Today Baihaqi turned into a slightly emotional Baihaqi. Just Aisyah tranquilizing him. Deep disappointment from his heart, fear of disappointing his beloved wife.

"Assynoltom... Humairah.." said Baihaqi slowly with a hasty step.

"Waalaikum... Father....Non Aisyah to the Boutique, there is an invitation for the event to be changed schedule" said Mbok Surti explained politely.

"Ohhh... I will rest first." Baihaqi said softly, and walked towards her room.

It was only in this room that Susana's heart became calm and serene. It was as if everything had become clear and easy. The prayer rug is still held with the folds of mucus on it. A string of beads left on the side of the mukena. A small mushaf lying on the bed. Baihaqi also cleaned up all the prayer equipment.

'Humairah... What is it? it is not usual for you to bash like this.' muttered Baihaqi slowly.

There's a photo album on Aisyah's dresser. Baihaqi seemed interested in opening it, retrieving the album and sitting on the edge of the bed. One by one the album was opened and observed carefully. Recalling almost six years ago, when Baihaqi steadily proposed to Aisyah whom he did not know at all, but his heart seemed to have known Aisha for a long time.

His mind floated until finally Baihaqi fell asleep with the album in his arms.

Two hours passed, Aisyah was currently staring at this halal man beside her. Comfortable face sharpener in flaking. His smile was also attracted wide, This little family was so warm and happy. But, since yesterday the household tempest has just begun, the test with no offspring is not enough, there are still tempests that must be faced with patience.

Aisyah's finger began to mischievously go down Baihaqi's cheek, making the owner was disturbed by her fatigue. The two eyes of Baihaqi began to blink, the book of flickering eyes moved up and down following the two eyes that began to open wide.

"Humairah???? .. "baihaqi said slowly.

"I'm here, Mas Bai. I have a surprise for you. Are you ready to hear it?" ask Aisyah slowly.

"I'm glad to hear the good news, Humairah, of course you know that. I will hear it well." said Baihaqi softly. His position moved sideways so that the two faced each other.

Aisyah just smiled sweetly.

"But before I give you this good information, I want you to obey my one request. Do you want Mas? Promise me." said Aisyah slowly.

Baihaqi smiled happily, only this time Aisyah asked for something to negotiate. What does this beloved woman want.

"Whatever you ask Humairah, as much as I can do." said Baihaqi gently and kissed Aisyah's forehead very gently.

A kiss that means a lot to Aisyah. Whether tomorrow we can feel it or not. The most important thing right now was Baihaqi just hers, the beloved husband of the world and the afterlife.

"I will give you the first news that will make you happy" Aisyah said slowly.

JAZAKALLAH KHAIRAN

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