AISYAH FORTITUDE
Chapter 42

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"Ana'll think Bib. It's not that easy, is it?!" said Baihaqi who started to rile and panic.

It felt like going to follow Aisyah, in order to be with her favorite woman. His heartbeats were still beating hard as if his heartbeat wanted to move to the owner of his heart.

His daydream was broken when Habib Quraysh patted Baihaqi's thigh gently.

"Especially the antum think, live according to the will of the antum, do not be a burden?! So ana just gives a view instead of advice to antum. If you give advice, where is there a cat dodged when given meat?!" said Habib Quraysh with a smile and a small oddity that made Baihaqi even clumsy.

"Anas love for Aisyah is huge, far from the bottom of her heart away from the polygamous name, many things must be prepared. Ana will continue to love Aisyah and go look for her, even if only the body finds Bib" Baihaqi said slowly.

"Find your wife while antum is able, but when antum is not able to find a replacement for Aisha" said Habib Quraysh so soft and soothing.

This conversation made Baihaqi feel confident to look for Aisyah and more determined to keep loving Aisyah. If indeed the results are not satisfactory, maybe what Habib Quraysh said is the right and right thing.

Baihaqi's smile now began to rise, her face was already not as pale and stiff as before. His heart began to calm down, his emotions began to be unstable. The beads are still attached to his fingers and palms, whether it has been a round to how many circles of tasbih it is rotated repeatedly.

Baihaqi returned home in the afternoon. Baihaqi intends to stop by Aisyah Boutique. The car he was riding was already parked beautifully in front of the entrance of Ruko Boutik Aisyah.

Shophouse building with three floors. The first floor is used to sell the work of Aisyah and other designers who entrust their work. The second floor is Aisyah's workspace and a place to sew some trusted employees. The third floor is a kitchen for making food and drinks and there is one room for the prayers and rest of its employees.

This boutique is now managed by two Aisyah trusts with a total number of employees of 8 people. Five people were in charge of sewing according to the model and three people were in charge of maintaining the boutique and tidying up the shophouse.

Baihaqi got out of the car and went into the shop. All employees bowed in a respectful manner. Everyone is mourning the plane crash that happened some time ago.

Baihaqi looked at all the charters and certificates achieved by Aisyah. Some photos of Aisyah with senior and famous designers outside and within the country were plastered on the walls of Boutik. The results of his hard work really brought a blessing to many people.

Baihaqi's hands and fingers touched a photo of Aisyah smiling. The image felt as if alive and could feel how smooth Aisyah's face was when touched. His sincere and sincere smile showed his wise and wise face. The figure of Aisyah is a dream for women who know her and a figure that is used as an example for all her employees. His attitude is friendly and affectionate, always low self-esteem and easy to get along with.

His heart was getting more and more bitter and painful. His unhealed inner wounds were even more gaping to see all those sweet memories.

Baihaqi's memory began to develop. At that time Aisyah moaned spoiled asking to be made a boutique because she wanted to develop the work that Aisyah created into something useful.

Baihaqi simply shook his head quickly rejecting her earnest request.

'Aisha, I just want you to be a good wife and Sholehah. Let me make a living, ask for whatever you want, God willing I will give according to my ability.'

Aisyah's lips continued to thaw in annoyance. Her sulking attitude tried to make her Husband also melt to make Aisyah a Boutique.

'I want to open up jobs for others. I want to share my knowledge with others. I want my work to be used by others for its benefit. Nothing is in vain. And I promise I will never forget my duty to be a wife. I'll be home before my husband gets home. And prepare all his needs. Can you please, Mas?!' said Aisyah spoiledly and sulked.

Not stopping there, Aisha continued to look for ways to get Baihaqi to grant her request. A single sincere kiss landed on Baihaqi's cheek. Then without embarrassment Aisyah also turned her nose towards Baihaqi.

Baihaqi brushed and brought his lips closer to Aisha's ears. Then whispered the words that made Aisyah even stunned happy.

'I will grant your request Aisyah, on one condition, tonight you must become her master, and it must succeed for up to five rounds.' Baihaqi said with a big smile accompanied by a small oddity at the end of his sentence.

Aisha's eyes were rounded at once hearing Baihaqi's words asking for her rations.

Baihaqi immediately ran towards her bedroom and pulled Aisyah's wrist gently to follow her into the room.

Baihaqi only let out a long sigh and took it out slowly. He saw a beautiful smile in the photo that made his heart increasingly rustling and miss his Aisyah.

Risa and several other employees saw the scene also felt the sadness was very deep. They were also eager to see Baihaqi who looked tangled and swollen.

Baihaqi seemed to ignore the circumstances around him who was watching his movements. The photo was in the ciumi and embraced as if Aisyah was really in front of him.

"Pak Baihaqi would like to drink what?!" risa said softly and politely.

Risa's question also made Baihaqi shocked. Her tears were already united with the water coming out of her nose. It is certain how sad Baihaqi is to remember the beautiful memories with his beloved Aisyah.

"Sir Baihaqi, going upstairs?! To Miss Aisyah's room?!" ask Risa back.

Baihaqi was still half-consciously blaring at Risa's question. Risa also repeated the question and got a soft nod from Baihaqi.

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