Aisyah Is Not a Mandul Wife
CHAPTER 77

After finishing teaching Bian, Iza immediately said goodbye to go home. However, as it was already night, Raka decided to drive her home. Actually Iza has refused, but Raka continues to force the desire. He was afraid something would happen to the woman.

“Pak Raka, you shouldn't have to drive me home, because I can go home by myself. You should just rest at home,” said Iza in the middle of the trip.

Raka who was driving smelled a smile on her lips. For the first time he was hypnotized by a woman he had just known. Though all this time Raka has closed the door of his heart, because for him there is no figure that can replace his late wife. However, for some reason when he first met Iza, his heart seemed to be hypnotized, especially the nature of Iza is more maternal and most importantly he is the only teacher who can tame his child.

“Ah, nothing. But by the way we do not need to be too formal, let it be better to chat.”

Iza nodded slowly. “Good.”

The car driven by Raka had arrived in front of the house occupied by Iza. The house was far from big, but since Iza was only living alone it was already much bigger for her.

“Who are you staying here with?” raka asked as Iza wanted to get out of the car.

“I live alone.”

Both of Raka's eyebrows immediately frowned, surprised by the confession given by Iza. “Self?”

“Iya. My parents are out of town and my husband is out of nowhere,” Oza said weakly.

“Suami?” Raka's eyeballs immediately rounded with width. Suddenly his chest felt tight. Even his heart was beating very fast. Raka can't believe Iza is married. “You're married?”

Again Iza Just nodded slowly to justify Raka's words. “Iya, I'm married, but in the process of separation.”

Raka's body which initially felt weak, suddenly now looks start to re-powered when he heard the word goodbye. That means Iza with her husband will get divorced.

“Alhamdulillah,” muttered Raka slowly.

Iza who could still hear Raka's words immediately frowned. “Alhamdulillah?” Iza's great-grandson in wonder.

Raka instantly shut her mouth, for letting go. “Sorry, I mean you deserve to be more motherly, it turns out you have married.”

Iza smiled bitterly. Actually he didn't want to confess if he was married, but he also does not want to lie to the reality that there is if he has been married even though only briefly serial marriage and now the fate of marriage has been on the edge, because now that marriage means nothing more.

Because he did not want to cause a slander, Iza also chose to directly get off Raka's car. Its unclear status would easily have been the target of news hunters.

Raka's eyes were still staring at the back which was now starting to drift away. The hijab makes the Iza look more radiant. Could it be the light from heaven?

“I didn't know if he was married. But never mind, she said that she is currently in the process of separating from her husband. Actually which man wastes such a woman. Ah, that's .. why am I also thinking of him.” Raka immediately threw his rough breath before driving forward his car to leave the yard of Iza's house.

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On the other hand Bian had been pacing back and forth to await the arrival of his father. I don't know why the sudden feeling is not good when imagining what his father and the new teacher will do when alone in the car.

Almost fifteen minutes Bian waited, finally his father's car had reached his yard. Bian's father quickly went down and approached Bian. “What are you doing here, Bi? Dad your attention is like an iron that pacing unclear,” pout his father.

“Finally dad came home too! I'm not okay Bu Iza, right?” ask Bian directly to the point.

The father could only shake his head. “Neg. Do you think you want anything from him? You yourself say pacing here like a broken iron,” his father's lips. “Come in!”

Bian did not answer his father's question but he followed his father's steps to enter the house. A long breath sounded heavy. At least Bian felt grateful because his father did nothing to Bu Iza, considering the father was a widower who was almost rustic. Just imagine 17 years never honed, afraid when there is an opportunity, the father will be khilaf. That's what Bian did.

“Raka here first!” call his mother, who has not slept.

Raka who heard her name called also walked directly towards her mother who was currently sitting on the sofa. “Iya, Bum What is it?” tanyakanya.

“Mother wants to talk about teacher les Bian. How do you think he is?”

Raka's eyes sparkled when the mother was also interested in discussing about Iza. Without protesting Raka immediately sat beside her mother.

However, not with Sabian who had put on her sour face. He did not like it if it turned out that his father and grandmother liked the presence of the new teacher.

“Grandmother why ask for the same opinion of father? Of course I will praise him, because Miss Iza is clear. Try it if Bu Iza burik, it can be applied if you are not interested in discussing it at all!” chirp Bian with annoyance.

“Lho .. You know what, Bi? Grandma just wants to know what your dad thinks. Once upon a time the clear teacher could wash your father's eyes and open the door of his heart. Thank goodness your father fell in love with her. Grandma saw the teacher was kind and patient when facing you. His heart is soft too. So there is no harm if Grandma hopes she is your father's soul mate, let your father not be a widower karatan,” explained the grandmother at length.

“No! Same father Bu Iza is not at all suitable!” rebut Bian.

“What do you mean, Bian?” father's protest.

“Tauk ah!” Bian also chose to pass by with annoyance, because the grandmother who turned out to plan to match the father' with Bu Iza.

“Sabian!” call his father, but Bian doesn't care.

“Tuh kid why the hell?” grute dad.

“Patience, Ka! Maybe there's a point in what Bian's teacher said, if Bian's less attentive than ours. We're just busy giving the kid material without knowing what he really wants. I knew she needed the love of a mother. Therefore I really hope if you can open your heart for Bian. But you have to first select what the woman is like.”

“But it's not that easy, Mom ... ! You think finding a sincere woman is easy? No Bu!”

“Iya, I know that. That's why I wanted to ask your opinion about teacher Bian earlier. I feel like everything Bian needs is on that woman. Evidently if he was the only teacher who could tame Bian's delinquency in school.”

Raka nodded slowly. His mother thought just like him. I don't know what magnet is in Iza so it is so easy to attract the attention of one family. Could this be the beginning of Iza's new journey?

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