AISYAH FORTITUDE
Chapter 9

Hi My dearest readers ... 💚💚💚

Don't forget to Like, Comment and Vote.

Don't forget to provide Rate 5 ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

Don't forget the Criticism and Advice, because your advice is very important to me.

I'm waiting for your imprint in the Like and Comment column ....

Give Advice and Criticism to the author to build this story even better.

Read Other Real Stories ...

Hidayah Hijrahku

The SHOLAWAT

Angkringan Love

Coffee Paste

Chastity of Shahadah

Happy Reading ....

💚💚💚💚💚💚

This morning, Baihaqi was already preparing to go to campus, the morning teaching schedule required Baihaqi to come early in the morning and avoid getting stuck on the definitely congested streets.

"Mas, would you like some breakfast or something to bring?" ask Aisyah slowly.

"Bring it up? Drink some sweet tea. Later the provision will eat after teaching the first session" said Baihaqi softly.

"I'm ready first. This tie wear a maroon red ya." said Aisyah slowly, giving one maroon-colored tie to her husband.

"Why did you choose this colored tie?" baihaqi asked quietly and kissed Aisyah's forehead gently.

"I'd like it again Mas." said Aisyah slowly and briefly.

Aisyah immediately tidied up Baihaqi's suit and tie and then exited the room and prepared breakfast supplies for Baihaqi.

"Non Aisyah, here's the lunch box" said Mbok Surti who handed him a maroon-red lunch box.

Aisyah smiled, and accepted the lunchbox. Then filled with fried rice and beef eggs on it, do not forget the slices of tomatoes like Baihaqi. A bottle of warm sweet tea was prepared in the small bag.

Baihaqi approached Aisyah to the dinner table and sipped a warm sweet tea in the cup that Aisyah had prepared.

"Be careful. This is the box." said Aisyah slowly.

"This is what's Humairah?" ask Baihaqi.

"Secret, just make it full of love" said Aisyah slowly.

"Alright, anything from my Humairah I will eat with love as well" Baihaqi said, gently swearing Aisyah's nose.

Baihaqi said goodbye and left the yard.

"Sir Amin... are you ready? take me to the boutique for a while." said Aisyah to take Mr. Amin politely.

"Non Aisha. Want to shop today?" asked Mbok Surti who ran in a hurry chasing Aisyah.

"Astaghfirullah Mbok, fortunately learned. Please take a fruit order in this tall Mas the money. Today I will order food from outside. I really want seafood Mbok." said Aisyah slowly.

"Yes Non, later I go to Mas Tungung. Wah Non, don't fill it up again?" mbok Surti guessed.

"I don't want to be happy first Mbok, I wait until the end of the month. I just checked with the obstetrician." said Aisyah slowly while giving money to Mbok Surti.

"I wish you the best for Non Aisyah" said Mbok Surti slowly.

The journey to Aisyah Boutique can take forty-five minutes. For quite a while, the Boutique was in the Semarang City Center.

"Bu Aisyah we go the alternative way. It seems stuck, denger denger want a demo near the intersection of five" said Mr. Amin provide a solution.

Aisyah just kept looking out the car window at a woman with an old man, that was exactly the person I saw at the dinner house.

The young lady was slapped very hard. Aisyah who saw it also sliced and her cheeks also felt sore. The young lady was pushed violently, until she fell on the pitch-black asphalt.

"Sir Amin, stop for a while, at the end there is a quarrel this place is very quiet. Let's see, I'm afraid that anything will happen to that woman." said Aisyah slowly.

His eyes were fixed on the young lady. The old man got into the car, and drove away at high speed leaving the woman alone sitting on the road.

Asiyah went down and helped the woman.

"Assalamualaikum.. sorry, I just want to help you" said Aisyah slowly.

The woman simply fell silent and looked at Aisyah's face with a sad look.

Aisyah's hand was stretched out to pull the woman's hand to stand up. The woman received the helping hand, and immediately stood right in front of Aisyah.

"I'm Aisyah, I happened to pass by, and I saw you sitting on the street, I thought you had fallen down or why" Aisyah explained.

"I... Anggie. "he said slowly and flatly. Anggie receives Aisyah's hand department's introductory sign. Then tidying up his clothes and cleaning from the dirt and dust attached to it.

"This is a quiet street and there are no public transportation, if you don't mind let me take you home. And the cut on the corner of your lip I'll treat, there's a P3K box in my car" said Aisyah gently pointing at the cut on the corner of Anggie's lip.

Anggie just stared in wonder at this woman in front of him. Anggie just nodded resignedly and agreed Aisyah's invitation. They both got into the car, Aisyah deftly treated the wound on the corner of Anggie's lips, and blisters on her leg due to friction on the asphalt.

Shoes with high heels, open clothes only covered with cardigan, with a sling bag with a medium size, black and long hair with a facet cut also makes Anggie look fashionable and present. One thing that made Aisyah smile, there was a cross-robed necklace perched beautifully on the neck of her level. Anggie smiled at Aisyah and thanked her.

"Sir Aisyah, thank you for your help. Forgive Anggie, if it becomes a hassle, sister Aisyah." said Anggie slowly.

"Everyone should help each other, whoever is no exception. Where am I going to take you?" ask Aisyah softly.

"I want to go home, Aisyah. I'm not a Muslim, but come by my house." said Anggie slowly.

"Alright Anggie. Where's your home address?" aisyah said slowly.

"Near UT Campus. There was a residential alley just come in." said Anggie slowly.

"UT Campus?" ask Aisyah slowly.

"Yes. Anggie went to college in the final semester. Why Brother Aisyah." asked Anggie quietly.

"Ihhhh it's okay" said Aisyah slowly.

Anggie opens his sling bag and searches for something inside. Anggie took out a maroon-red lunchbox and placed it on his lap.

"Sir Aisyah. Young people are busy working, but today special bring me a sandwich because I did not have time for breakfast this morning" said Anggie slowly.

"Well shall I try, ehmmm kosher right? I don't eat the haram." said Aisyah reminded.

"Our family is vegetarian, so I make sure it's safe" Anggie said.

Anggie opened his lunch box and widened his eyes. The contents of the lunch box changed. Aisyah also saw the change in the face of Anggie who looked disappointed.

"Why Anggie?" ask Aisyah slowly.

"I'm sorry, Aisyah. I closed my lunch box and it was a sandwich, but this is after me why it's not fried rice" said Anggie slowly.

Aisyah was shocked as well. The lunch box is similar to his lunch box, but is it true that it contains fried rice and eggs and sliced tomatoes.

JAZAKALLAH KHAIRAN

💚💚💚💚💚

Don't forget to leave your tracks before proceeding to the next Chapter.

Let me get excited about writing it ...

Who want to know the author can join GC HUMAIRAH BIDADARANG HEAVEN or PC or FOLLOW IG @Humairah_bidadarisurga.

Who wants to ask questions or share about Novel Karya Author or other things can also.

Waiting for yes ...

Thank You ....