Aisyah Is Not a Mandul Wife
CHAPTER 59

As usual, after returning home teaching Hanafi directly Ais at his campus. He had to be patient, even though he had to wait an hour to wait for his wife to come home, because lately the hours of Ais lecture began to increase.

For Hanafi an hour is just like a minute, because Hanafi is waiting while sleeping in the car.

The knocking of the glass sounded and made Hanafi immediately open the car door so that the wife could directly get into the car.

“Mas Hanaf is long ago?” ask Ais after getting into the car.

“No, maybe only about an hour.”

“What? An hour? Kan Ais already said that Ais will go home long ago. Mas Hanaf should have just gone home and rested at home. Ice can go home by ojek.”

“Udah, don't protest much. Install the correct when the safety!”

The ice immediately put on the seat belt because the car has slowly started to run. The ice can only block long breaths, as it feels very tired. Even her eyes felt very heavy, but Ais tried to hold her back from going to sleep, because if she slept within minutes her head would hurt. Ais used to sleep in the car in a matter of minutes but she was fine. Maybe at this time his body power is down and easily tired.

“Mas, we stop by Mixue, yes!” pinta Ais slowly.

“Mixue?” hanafi's great-grandson who felt astonished, because during this time Ais never wanted to be invited to that place. I don't know what wind made Ais invite him to stop there. With a small nod, Hanafi agreed to Ais' request. “Alright, we'll stop by Mixue. Tumben, what wind?”

Ais simply shook her head because she did not know why she suddenly wanted to stop by Mixue. It's just that in his shadow in the hot weather it's nice to eat cold. And the shadow of the ice cream that was in the Mixue appeared in Ais's mind.

“Not knowing, Ais just want.”

And before long Hanafi cars have arrived in front of a store with the inscription Mixue. He quickly got down and opened the door for his wife.

“Come!” hanafi.

“Mas Hanafi is down! Ice just wait here. Males want to go down, very hot,” said Ais when reluctant to go down.

“Heat?” hanafi's great-grandson was astonished, when he was currently in a shady parking lot. “Where's the heat? It's a shady place. Even the way to enter is shady, Ais!”

“Just Ais wait here. Don't be long yes, Mas.” Ais's smile broadened while blinking her eyes to seduce Hanafi.

“Iya, yes. But don't be angry for long! You know for yourself that in Mixue this is a long time!”

The ice just nodded slowly. “Iya, yes, Mas! Ais know. It's a quarry there!”

Not a new thing if you are in Mixue must be patient to face the queue of buyers. And that's the only reason Ais never wanted to be invited to stop by Mixue. It's been almost fifteen minutes Ais patient to wait for the arrival of Hanafi but, uh, neither did the husband leave the store.

“Heran, huh! Why did I even have ice cream here? Though already know how to handle it can be one hour!” The ice cursed the desire that suddenly wanted ice cream.

Since she was not in the mood, Ais tried to contact her husband to say that he did not want ice cream anymore. However, it was too late because now Hanafi was seen coming out of the store with a towering piece of ice cream.

“Ais, sorry for long. In a lot of queues. Here's the ice cream.” Hanafi immediately resuscitated the ice cream asking Ais, but since Ais already did not want the ice cream he shook his head.

“Make Mas Hanaf, Ais already do not want.”

“Neg. The ice is not angry, it just doesn't feel like eating ice cream anymore. It feels good to eat meatballs. Find some meatballs, Mas. Ice also has not eaten meatballs for a long time.”

“How to do this?” Hanafi stared at Nananr at the ice cream in his hand.

“Yes already, Hanaf eating aja,” said Ais as without guilt.

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Hanafi who got the news from Ais if he was at home right now directly linked his eyebrows. He felt astonished because it was still nine in the morning, but why Ais was already home. It felt like coming home to be sure about the state of Ais, but at the moment he was still teaching and it was impossible to leave his class.

The feeling is getting worse and worse, especially now that Ais is home alone. What if I need something? Because Hanafi was quite worried about the situation of his wife, he decided to contact his mother to go to his house to see the state of Ais. Hanafi was afraid that something unwanted would happen to Ais.

“Pak, Father alright?” asked a student who had been calling, but Hanafi did not respond.

“Ah, yes. What's up?”

“We are ready to do our job. Can we take a break?”

Heavy breathing sounds very long. Hanafi nodded slowly. “Iya, for those who have finished doing their duties please rest. And for those who have not finished finish first until the bell rings.”

Seen some students forward to collect the task sheet they just worked on, but some are still working because it has not been completed. Hanafi was still waiting for some unfinished disciples because indeed the time of rest had not yet arrived. The mind gets increasingly unsettled when it gets a message from its mother if Ais keeps vomiting.

“Did I eat wrong? Why he was vomiting, but this morning we had breakfast with the same menu, but I was fine. Is there ice buying food from laur?” hanafi muttered while sighing in length.

To this day during teaching Hanafi is not consent and often get reprimand from his students because they often daydream.

“Hanaf, are you sick?” Iza asked as she passed Hanafi.

Hanafi shook his head slowly. “No, I don't hurt.”

“Then? Did Ais get angry when she found out you helped me?”

Again Hanafi shook his head. “Not really. Ais not angry, as long as I know the limits.”

“Oh .... ” Instantly Iza instantly fell silent. It should be him who should know the limits to not approach Hanafi, because it will only create a misunderstanding.

“Then why do you look like you have a problem? You can tell me the same, who knows I can help you.”

Hanafi smiled slightly. “Iza, I'm fine. I was just worrying about Ais being sick at home. Mother said she had been vomiting. I'm just afraid if she's being poisoned.”

“Oh .. maybe Ais only in Wind. I am often like that too. Or maybe Ais has a history of acid reflux disease and she is late to eat, finally kambu.”

“Can be. Lately Ais is rarely breakfast at home because she is chasing time so as not to be late in college.”

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