AISYAH FORTITUDE
Chapter 69

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Aisyah was already in the park with Azan in her baby carriage. Baihaqi and Nadya were behind Aisyah. Aisyah tried to circulate her gaze around the flower garden, hoping that Anggie would still faithfully wait for her.

Initially Baihaqi disagreed with Aisyah's desire to meet with Anggie, Baihaqi worried and worried that Anggie was planning something bad against Aisyah and her household.

"Where's Anggie?" asked Baihaqi who was still loyal behind Aisyah while carrying Nadya who was sleeping soundly on her shoulders.

"Let's go, I'm half an hour late. Is it possible that Anggie's still waiting for me?" ask Aisha to herself.

Baihaqi looked around the flower garden, staring one by one at the garden seats. Aisyah walked down the path in the park and turned her head to the right and left. But still the result is nil.

Baihaqi walks around the park's sidewalks near street vendors peddling food typical of the country.

Burgghh....

"Sorry" the man said as he smashed into Baihaqi. Then the man walked in a hurry to disappear in the corner of the road.

'It seems I've seen that man, but who I forgot.' Baihaqi's inner self in her heart.

Baihaqi continued walking around the park and approached Aisyah who was already standing in the middle of the flower garden close to the fountain.

"Hows it? Meet Aisyah?" asked Baihaqi gently.

"There is no Mas. I've been here twice but still nothing. Maybe Anggie has come home" said Aisyah lirih.

"We sit down first. I bought you your favorite food, Aisyah. You wait here." said Baihaqi slowly, then headed to one of the Kushari vendors, Aisyah's favorite food during her stay in Cairo.

Aisyah sat on the garden chair. Holding Azan's baby carriage. Azan who was silent and did not cry when taken by the morning streets by Aisha.

"Sir Ayesha .." call a woman from the next bench.

Aisyah looked towards the side, there was a woman with a distinctive voice very recognizable. However, it wears a long shirt and hijab and veil on its face.

"Anggie?? Are you that?" aisha asked quietly and hesitated a little.

Anggie stood up and sat down beside Ayesha.

"Yes, sister Aisyah, it's Anggie. Don't you recognize me Ayesha's sister." asked Anggie softly.

"Thank you, Ayesha. Brother Aisyah herself?" anggie asked quietly as she looked at the still baby azan while putting her fingers into her mouth.

"I'm the same Mas Baihaqi and Nadya. They had bought food but had not returned" said Aisyah slowly, pointing at the Kushari seller on the edge of the flower garden.

"You yourself. I'm with Joe, my husband." said Anggie quietly.

"What's wrong, you're asking me to meet here. You can play at my place Anggie." said Aisyah slowly.

"I'm ashamed Sister Aisyah. Maybe this has been my destiny, Aisyah. One thing I remember when the material was in college first. Mr. Baihaqi always said, the soul mate will be classified, good women for good men, Sholehah women for Sholeh men, and women who are not good of course for men who are not good. Likewise with death, the death of a person is not spared from his profession or daily activities. So you can choose from now on. Do not let you lose time to repent because your age stops at this very second." said Anggie slowly explained.

Aisyah looked well. Those words were also what Baihaqi always uttered at the beginning of his marriage first. They both met perfectly because of Allah SWT.

"I'm glad to hear that. Anggie are you happy with your husband Joe??" ask Aisyah slowly.

"Alhamdulillah Aisha. I'm so happy, even though at the beginning of the marriage I didn't love Joe. But because of his patience and persistence I fell in love with my husband too." replied Anggie quietly.

"Then, do you still love Mas Baihaqi?" asked Aisyah gently by looking fixedly at Netra Anggie.

"Sir Aisyah don't worry. If the feeling of love is still there is not natural, but everything will be lost because there is Joe beside me." said Anggie slowly. Anggie was well aware of Aisyah's current worries.

Maybe some time ago it could happen again.

"Assalamualaikum have you seen these women and men?" ask a big man Aisha and Anggie.

"Waalaikumsalam .." replied Ayesha softly. Aisyah looked at the photo of Anggie there, then glanced at Anggie who already looked anxious and panicked.

"Have you seen Nastiti?" ask Aisyah slowly. Aisyah knows exactly what Anggie's fear is.

Anggie just shook his head in an ignorant sign.

"I'm sorry we didn't see it, maybe we could ask the others" Aisyah said softly.

"alright. Save this brochure, if you see it please call this number." said the burly man.

"Yes sir." replied Aisyah politely and briefly.

After the several burly men left, Anggie immediately sat closer to Aisyah. His hand held Aisyah's gamis tightly, until the sound of a firearm eruption at the end of the road three times. People are scattering and looking for safety.

"What's that sound?" ask Aisyah loudly.

"That's the sound of Aisyah's gun" Anggie stammered.

"What is this feeling I suddenly feel bad." said Aisyah who had always held Nadya.

"Joe ... " cried Anggie restrained.

Aisyah turned to look at Anggie.

"What do you mean Anggie?" ask Aisyah curiously.

"Joe must be in danger, Sister Aisyah. I asked to buy food, but I haven't been back since" said Anggie who looked panicked and anxious.

"We went there, Aisyah. I wonder what it is." said Anggie quietly.

Not long after a loud ambulance rang out, not long after the ambulance left the crowd.

Aisyah and Anggie came to the scene of the shooting. There only seen some food fall splattered, one of Aisyah's favorite food.

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