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"I want you my Humairah ..." said Baihaqi slowly.
Baihaqi's phone rang back with a loud voice in Aisyah's grasp. Aisyah turned her head towards the phone, a name that Aisyah was very familiar with. Aisyah also lifted the phone.
"Assynnnya ... Yes, Mr Amin, what is it? This is Ayesha." said Aisyah politely.
"Waalaikumsalam Ibu Ayesha. Thank God you're in good health?" ask Mr. Amin.
"Alhamdulillah Mr. Amin. What's up, sir? Seems important?" ask Aisyah later.
"Emm Anu Bu Ayesha. I have a need with Mr. Baihaqi, can I speak for a moment?" ask Mr. Amin slowly.
Baihaqi who had been pampering since then also listened and gasped when Mr. Amin wanted to talk to him, there must be something very important.
"For a while Mr. Amin." said Aisyah slowly.
Aisyah turned her body and looked at Baihaqi with a million unanswered questions and gave the phone to Baihaqi.
"Later I will tell you everything Aisha, after I get proof of all this" Baihaqi told Aisyah.
Aisyah just fell silent, there was a feeling of annoyance and jealousy. Baihaqi sat down near Aisyah and began talks with Mr. Amin.
Aisyah still looked at Baihaqi questioningly. He was still curious about what really happened.
"Humairahs.. Here sitting near me." call Baihaqi gently as he patted the seat next to her.
Aisha complied and sat beside Baihaqi. It was still the same staring towards Baihaqi in hopes of an answer.
"I will tell you from the beginning of Aisha. There is nothing I add or subtract. I believe you're wiser about all this. So please, don't pity someone too much, because it will destroy ourselves" Baihaqi said steadily.
"I mean Mas? Aisyah does not understand." said Aisyah slowly.
"Listen to me first, do not argue or do not ask, later when it is finished please ask questions" said Baihaqi slowly.
Aisyah simply nodded her head and understood every word that came from Baihaqi's lips. Baihaqi began to explain in detail and detail. Everything is explained clearly and transparently.
It had been an hour more Baihaqi explained the real thing about Anggie at the moment. Anggie's current condition. Why would Baihaqi have been stalking him at a time when his condition was like this. Everything is carefully considered, plus accurate evidence.
Aisha still heard all the words of Baihaqi carefully, not a single word was missed.
"So that's what happened Ayesha. And this is all the photographic and video evidence Mr. Amin sent. Is there something you want to ask?" baihaqi asked softly as he kissed Aisyah's head.
"Mas ... All decisions are in the hands of Mas Baihaqi. Aisha would not interfere with Mas Baihaqi and Anggie. Because Ayesha never knew what happened as long as Ayesha was not at home" said Aisyah softly and wisely.
"I've nailed Anggie, Ayesha. I hope you understand and can be wiser. Don't ever say pity Aisyah. Anggie it's not a good woman." cap Baihaqi calmly.
"I'm sorry Aisyah. Aisha's stupid pardon told Mas Baihaqi to marry Anggie. Responsible for a pregnancy that is clearly not your son Mas. Aisyah was very sorry. I'm sorry Mas." said Aisyah in a soft voice and shed tears.
This year, he was tormented by heart and mind. Living with Anggie is obviously obsessed with her husband. Baihaqi as Anggie's husband. Pain is certain, the pain is obvious. A fool who fools himself out of pity. It only destroys itself. Feelings of love and affection must be divided by themselves. But ... Baihaqi was still Baihaqi, his love for Aisha never wavered and never eroded by anything. His love remains intact and sincere and holy. The love that is presented and developed because of Allah SWT.
Aisha stood and sat on Baihaqi's lap. It is comfortable when both of their cheeks touch. The vibration continues to feel. The thrill of romance and love that melts into one to create a warmth and comfort of its own.
"Never cry and regret everything Aisha. It's all a process. The process we both have to go through. Processes that strengthen our faith. Process that provides the best solution. A more mature process allows us to more intelligently respond. So you already know the meaning of Pity and Ikhlas, it is difficult for Aisyah to live but interconnected with each other." said Baihaqi slowly while hugging Aisyah.
"Aisyah thinks with this incident Anggie can change and migrate because of the guidance of Allah SWT. Aisyah thought by summarizing, Aisha got the reward of heaven, it was not that easy. It turned out that my mind was always crying Mas Bai." said Aisyah as a hiccup.
He admits to being really stupid. Her tenderness and kindness are always misunderstood by others who use her.
"Enough Aisyah. No cry. Don't make me feel guilty about this. I just want to be happy with you and only you there is nothing else in the world and in the hereafter. I will build a golden palace for you Aisha in God's Heaven. I want us to focus on our household, Nadya and Azan. This is the most precious treasure. We must take care of Humairah." said Baihaqi softly and kissed Aisyah's forehead gently.
"Thank you, Bai, for loving me sincerely. I'm just an ordinary woman, who can only obey what you say. I wish RidhoMu Mas Bai." said Aisyah softly.
"Love me because of Allah, Aisha. Don't love me because of what?" baihaqi said right in Aisyah's ear with a sigh.
JAZAKALLAH KHAIRAN
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