Aisyah Is Not a Mandul Wife
CHAPTER 56

Ais was very surprised by Jelita's confession that said if she liked Adam's lecturer who was none other than her own brother. However, as much as possible Ais tried to hide the surprise so that Jelita thought things out.

“Ais, you are silent. I'm sad again because I can't see you again with Mr. Adam.”

Ice just sighed. Ais doesn't know what will happen to Jelita if she finds out Adam is her brother. If Ais were to come clean, she was afraid that she would make Jelita feel disappointed that Ais had lied to her. Just a few days ago, the truth about her being married was revealed..

“You remain optimistic, Lita. I hope one day I can meet Adam. But by the way, why would you like a guy like that? Wasn't the face of Mr. Adam was just a mediocre and the man's list. Such a person can not be invited romantic, Lita!”

Just like Mas Hanaf, Lita! ice in the Heart.

Jelita immediately linked her eyebrows, because she was very surprised by the words of Ais who said that the good looks of lecturer Adam were only mediocre and flat men.

According to Jelita's observation that has been almost two years, Adam's lecturer became one of the candidates for young lecturers and handsome lecturers at his campus. Many students idolized lecturer Adam, but lecturer Adam ignored him. And that is the reason why Jelita keeps harboring the feelings she has.

“Ais ... You don't know how to charm Mr. Adam. Maybe because you are a new student so can not recognize about lecturer Adam. Never mind, mending us in!”

Lita .. I know very well about Adam, because he is my brother. You only recognize the outside, but can recognize the roots. You can praise him because you don't know how about the real Adam, Lita! He was Flat, almost the same as Mas Hanafi.

***

The news of Hanafi being married has also spread to other fellow teachers. They can hardly believe that Hanafi is suddenly married, because Hanafi has never been close to any woman.

“Good morning Mr. Hanafi. Tumben bring stock?” ask Mr. Budi, one of his colleagues.

“Good morning too, Mr. Budi. Oh this ... this is stock from my wife.”

“Ciee .. ciee .. who already has a wife. I think every day there will be no lunch treaty, because the city already brought supplies,” timpal Pak Budi.

Hanafi just laughed. Yes, during this time almost every day Hanafi received several teachers for lunch together. To him, the variety is beautiful. However, in the future he can not often vary because now there is a wife as a place to share.

Just as Hanafi walked into the teacher's office, his phone felt vibrating but it was only for a moment. Hanafi quickly pulled the phone out of his pocket. When you see a new number call. Out of curiosity Hanafi immediately dialed back the number. And it doesn't take time for calls to be connected.

“Halo Assalamualaikum's. Who is this?” hanafi asked as the call was connected.

“Walaikumsalam.”

The deg!

Hanafi's heart seemed to want to stop when he heard a voice from across the phone. Although he never heard his voice again, but Hanafi could still mark whose voice it was.

“Iza,” murmured slowly.

“Iza, Mas. This Iza.”

Hanafi's chest huddled very loudly. He did not expect that Iza would contact him. Could it be that Iza is currently having problems, considering that her husband is still unable to mengikhlaskan Ais?

“Iza, what's wrong? Why did you suddenly call me? Are you having any problems?”

Hanafi was silent for a moment. Why when he had a wife, Iza came back. Why didn't Iza come to him yesterday, so Hanafi could help him.

Destiny is so complicated. An unexpected love comes back when Hanafi has given his love to Ais.

“Iza, sorry not I do not want to help you to find a job, but for the time in my place of teaching there are no vacancies. But if you want to be patient, I'll help you find a job. How?”

“It's okay, Mas. I'm trying too. Thanks again for the help. Sorry if I have troubled you.”

“Iya, nothing, Iza.”

Because there was nothing else to discuss, Hanafi chose to end the phone call. He did not want to create a loophole to remember the past that had been buried deep, because right now there was the heart of someone he had to guard. No matter what the path, it was most important how the two of them could accept each other.

“Mas Hanafi, sorry I have no other choice. I was really forced to ask for your help, because I didn't know where to go. I'm here with no one,” said Iza, after the call ended.

Maybe this time Iza will be impressed begging Hanafi, because he does not know who else to ask for help. Azam had left without saying goodbye while his mother-in-law had returned to her city. There is no way Iza went home to her parents with the current condition. Iza did not want both her parents to worry about her condition which turned out to have been dumped by Azam.

It is not easy to rise alone in an unfamiliar place, but Iza tries to remain sincere and determined to live the fate that has been determined by him.

***

After returning home from college Ais decided to go home to her mother-in-law's house. Not because she was afraid to be home alone, but she wanted to see how her mother-in-law who was sick due to her moon.

“Ais ... wait!” yelled Jelita who ran to stop the Ais move.

Hearing her name called Ais immediately looked back and saw Jelita teaching herself.

“Lita, what's up?”

“You're in a hurry anyway? What's up?”

“I'm not in a hurry, really. I just want to wait for a taxi.”

Jelita immediately knitted her two eyebrows. He felt surprised because Ais was about to wait for a taxi, because usually always picked up.

“Tumben looking forward to taxi? Were you not picked up? Usually if not your sister, yes your husband who picked up.”

“They are busy,” reply Ice.

“Ais, I'm coming with you huh. I'm having trouble with my mom and dad who came home last night. Can I come home to your house?”

Ais was silent for a moment. He felt unbearable if he rejected Jelita's wishes and in the end a nod of the head became an answer. “Yes already you can come, but with one condition if after arriving at my mother-in-law's place, you must be polite.”

“OK, no problem!” timpal Jelita's.

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