AISYAH FORTITUDE
Chapter 55

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"Mas, how are Anggie and the baby? Healthy? A boy or a girl?" ask Aisyah full of search.

Baihaqi placed his spoon and plate on the table. His heart was very disappointed, when Baihaqi wanted to forget all about Anggie who had succeeded in making his household less harmonious. Baihaqi's gaze was sharp towards Aisyah.

Aisyah was very well aware of Baihaqi's gaze. Stare full of annoyance and disappointment. His eyes immediately felt hot and wet, his neck was choked and it was difficult to talk.

"Did I say it wrong?" asked Aisyah stammeringly.

"You can't talk about him. It's just me, you, Nadya and Azan. That's all you think about." Baihaqi said firmly.

"Ta .. pi... Anggie is your wife?" aisyah said slowly. His rough breathing was heard, the pain began to appear again. Remembering what her husband did with Anggie as long as he hasn't been found.

"Enough Aisyah!! I don't want to hear anything about him. Quite all our sacrifices Aisyah who still wants my good name in the campus is not smeared. I'm taking care of my divorce with Anggie." Baihaqi said loudly.

Aisyah immediately raised her head and looked straight at Baihaqi asking for an explanation, what was really there as long as she was not around.

"You want to divorce her? You've taken care of it??" ask Aisyah slowly.

One hand held Baihaqi's hand and asked for a definite and clear answer.

"Jawab Mas!!" asked Aisha impatiently. He was really curious about this.

Baihaqi knelt down in front of Aisyah and returned the hand to one another.

"I only love you Aisyah. As I promised, if it was time I would divorce her, and it was the right time to divorce her. I just want to be happy with you and our children without any other woman and anyone else. I want to glorify you as a wife and remain my heavenly mother forever. You want Aisyah ....?" baihaqi said softly and kissed the back of Aisyah's soft hands in turn.

"Please understand my feelings Aisyah ... Doing good is mandatory, but if you hurt yourself, then the law is also not good" said Baihaqi slowly.

Ayesha's tears have broken. His heart was mixed with happiness. Baihaqi just wanted it not the other.

"Bec .. Pi .. Mas..." Ayesha's speech stopped. The sense of tightness is increasingly becoming because he is now not perfect as before.

"Masih Mas ... I'm so happy, I'm happy with all this. I was moved by Mas, I was amazed by all your statements Mas." said Aisyah slowly. She gently brushed her husband's hair.

Baihaqi hugged Aisha's stomach with Azan in the middle. Very happy, but there are still obstacles if everything is not solved and not explained clearly.

"Mr ... Umi .... why cry??" nadya said quietly while carrying an empty plate.

"Papa's son finished eating very smart. Look Dede Azan has also finished breakfast" said Baihaqi softly.

The empty plate was taken by Baihaqi and placed on the table. Nadya sat on Baihaqi's lap.

"Hi ... Brother Nadya and Aby .." Ayesha spoke using a typical child voice.

"Kok Dede Azan call Papa Bai, Aby?? Nadya called Aby also to be like dede Azan. Can I have By?" nadya said softly to Baihaqi.

"May darling. Aby would rather have Nadya call Aby. Umi and Aby, Nadya if there's something directly tell Aby or to Umi yes dear. Never dipendam." said Baihaqi slowly and pecked Nadya's head.

"I'm happy Mas. Very happy." said Aisyah who just revealed her heart.

"Name ... Aby will always look after Umi. Whatever the risk, whatever the test. We will always be together. Aby, Umi, Nadya and Azan. Always together." said Baihaqi slowly. They hugged each other and cried happily.

If we may ask, time stops when we are happy. But the universe keeps turning the clock, it keeps testing reasonably and within our means.

BAIHAQI HOUSE

In a different place. Anggie was locking himself in the room. Yesterday the talaq letter from the religious court came. Anggie must come to court. The letter was still in his hands, he really did not expect that Baihaqi would divorce him.

'If there is Brother Aisyah, of course I will be defended. It's impossible to be a bully in the street or to be a complacent my father's lust back. Arrghhhhhhhh ..... I HAVE TO DO IT!! my content will get bigger.' said Anggie half yelling in his room.

He was really frustrated, down and there was no passion. His eyes were already swollen from crying continuously from last night.

Mbok Surti and Mr. Amin had actually been upset with Anggie, but before there was a hammer knock, Anggie was Baihaqi's wife whose entire wish had to be obeyed and fulfilled.

"Non Anggie's been out of the room yet?" ask Mr. Amin who is having breakfast in the kitchen.

"Not yet, just calling, ask to make fried noodles cheese flavor" said Mbok Surti without feeling anything wrong with his speech.

"There's cheese-flavored fried noodles? How did I just catch Mbok?" ask Mr. Amin slowly until he chokes and stops eating.

"There is no Mr. Amin. Mbok make a fried noodles topped with grated cheese continue to mix into one. Beres." said Mbok Surti quietly without sin.

"That's Non Anggie not mad. Usually if it is not appropriate to be angry is not clear" said Mr. Amin slowly.

"There is no comment, it means doyan" he stopped hearing the madam's screams from his bedroom.

"MBOKKKK!!!!" yelled Anggie loudly.

Mbok Surti immediately stopped washing dishes and washing his hands. There was a sense of panic, anxiety and fear surrounding him.

"Tuh .. I think it started the war" said Mr. Amin reminded.

"Wow what about Mr. Amin. Masya Allah. Astaghfirullah .... I'm afraid." said Mbok Surti stammered.

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