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"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.
While in a different situation, Aisyah who had obtained Ms. Maryam's permission also went to find work. As usual Aisyah uses a long robe and hijab that dangles up to her waist. The veil never left his face, especially his face was damaged by the plane crash.
This morning Aisyah seemed excited and enthusiastic walking through shops and restaurants to find job openings. For him this job is the only hope to finance his son when born later.
Right in front of the restaurant door where Aisyah was resting there was a board that was looking for a female servant to work from morning to evening. Without thinking long Aisyah went inside to register for the job vacancy.
The steps are full of enthusiasm even though Aisyah is currently pregnant with seven months of gestational age. Aisyah talked to someone who worked there to be able to meet the restaurant owner.
Aisyah climbed the stairs to the restaurant owner's room. His hand was raised to knock on the door that said manager room.
"Assalamualaikum .." said Aisyah slowly while knocking slowly on the door.
"Waalaikumsalam .. " there was a female voice answering Aisha's greeting.
The door was opened by the owner of the restaurant, a small body with casual clothes closed to be the hallmark of the woman behind the door. Aisyah was surprised as she stared at the two eyeballs belonging to Raina. Aisyah fell silent, afraid that she was considered dead by her husband and family. Aisyah simply lowered her head and spoke without looking at the two Netra Raina.
I want it to feel like Aisyah is running because she is ashamed of her bad face at the moment, but her legs are not able to do it. Only this work is able to live it later for him and the child he contains.
"Sorry I want to apply for a job as a waiter here" said Aisyah slowly and quietly. His voice was deliberately made a bit seducer so as not to be recognized.
"Can I see your face? Whatis yourname?! Your two eyes made me think of my sister-in-law" Raina said softly. Raina was slightly suspicious of Aisyah's slightly different gaze.
Aisha simply kept quiet and did not answer. His heart was soaked with happiness, because he found his family, but Aisyah was sad when she was not the perfect woman as before. Her beautiful parasites were now gone, only the wounds and scabs on her face covered part of her face. Her heart beats faster than usual, fearing Aisyah is not welcome back in her Husband's extended family.
His movements were so fast that he hugged the pregnant woman. The release of Aisyah's veil to look closely at her sister Aisyah who was lost and considered dead.
One hand Aisyah also blocked Raina's hand not to open the veil. His eyes were already wet and the crystal seemed to drip one by one into his cheeks and disappear behind his veil. His stomach that bulged also hampered the activity of hugging the longing of the two women.
"Don't open, brother. My face is not what it used to be. I'm not the old Ayesha anymore." said Aisyah bricked and hiccupped until her shoulders shook violently.
"Aisha .. We searched you everywhere, but we didn't find you. Almost every night Baihaqi called us asking for the development of your search Aisyah. Come home we all miss you." said Raina softly and hugged Aisyah who had been sitting down weakly.
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Hearing her husband's name was also called her heart was getting wet and sliced pain. Aishah's fatal mistake was telling her husband to marry in order to cover the disgrace of the girl who clearly loved Baihaqi with all her obsession. Now was he still that important in Baihaqi's life?!! Moreover, it should be time for Anggie to give birth to his son, maybe Baihaqi will be busy taking care of his wife.
"Why Aisyah?! What are you thinking?!" raina asked softly and gently. He rubbed Ayesha's back slowly.
Aisha shook her head quickly. Occasionally his hand rubbed his stomach in a circular motion. His stomach will continue to move if the name of Baihaqi is mentioned. Does this child miss his Abinya too?!
Her crying broke again with Raina tightly hugging her. Raina's clothes were wet because of the tears of both of them that never ran out.
"I will help you until your delivery later, after that you can do surgery on your face. I have a friend who can help. Don't worry about Aisyah most importantly, today I'm happy to find you." Raina said softly and brickly.
The two of them did not realize that the door of the room was still wide open, there was Fathan standing by the side of the door of the room. His tears had fallen from earlier, and repeatedly in the sekanya tears so as not to see his weakness as a man.
"Aisha Maharani .." said Fathan half shouting.
Aisyah and Raina looked at the source of the voice, where there was Fathan standing with a face that almost did not believe, that Aisyah was alive and they were discovered by a process and time.
Aisha looked at her brother Fathan. They looked at each other as if they could feel the pain they felt.
"Sir Fathan?!!!" call Aisyah slowly.
Aisyah was just sitting limp, her body suddenly weak and limp was very different when Aisyah left this morning so excited and enthusiastic.
Fathan stepped towards Aisha and hugged her sister. They were so happy to find Aisyah back safely lacking any one.
"Awilson ... Aisyah .. You are Aisyah my sister right?!!" fathan said with tears falling down his cheeks.
"I'm Ayesha, Brother Fathan. Aisha Maharani ... I'm still alive Brother!! Me and my son are alive .." said Aisyah crying until her eyes began to darken and unconscious.
Aisha ...... !!!!!!
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