Aisyah Is Not a Mandul Wife
CHAPTER 79

For one week in a row Bian was not allowed out of the house. His days of habjs were used to study together with Iza at his home. Despite his annoyance, Bian cannot resist, as his teacher has been given the power from his father to punish Bian if he cannot be regulated.

“Bian, if you do not study seriously, I will not give value in your report card later, because I know if all this time you always expect answers from your friends. Actually I can help you to find the answer, but on one condition, how?” tawar Iza, when Bian is reluctant to open a book and is even cool with the game.

“What are the terms?” ask Bian with a ketus.

Iza could only take a deep breath when her patience had to be tested daily by Bian. Taming a Sabian is almost equivalent to defusing a bomb. Need to be careful with patience and also do not get the wrong pull, because it can explode just like that.

“The terms are easy, you open a book and we study together. Who knows what we learned today will appear on the exam sheet tomorrow,” Iza said with a smile on her lips.

Hearing the answer that is considered not qualified, Bian instead ignored Iza and chose to focus on the game he was playing.

“Bian ... Mother asked for her cooperation please. Please don't complicate Mom's work. Have we never made a deal before? If you get the perfect score later, you can ask anything from Mom, including if you want Mom to go away from you, I will do,” explained Iza.

For a moment Bian fell silent to remember the promise he had made together with Iza. With a long sigh Bian immediately grabbed the book on the table. “Oke, we learn now. Satisfied!”

It was indeed a compulsion for Sabian, but for one purpose he had to prove that he could get rid of the teacher from school or from his home, because when he can get good grades then his one request is to tell Iza to go as far away from his life as possible. Maybe then Bian's life will return to calm as ever.

“Oh yes Bian, actually you are smart, you know! But unfortunately you are a slacker. Just try it you are diligent in learning, I believe you can be the star of the class,” said Iza in silence.

“Sok knows,” Ketus Bian.

“Not knowing, but I do know. Your grandmother told me all the same mother. I'm so worried if you really win this challenge. But never mind, this has become our agreement, I will accept if Mom loses.”

“Well it knows! Wear nantangin segela!”

Who would have thought if the interaction between Iza and Sabian was secretly noticed by the grandmother. The smile on his lips curved wide when Bian did not fight at all what his teacher ordered. Even today the child is really learning.

“Yes Allah, is the woman an angel whom You sent to rearrange a long-dead little family? If this is Your decree, I will solemnly accept that the woman will be the successor of her late mother Bian. I'm sure all of this happened of Your will.” There were no tears on her grandmother Bian's cheeks. Now a long-dead hope suddenly grows back. Could this be the answer to a piece of prayer ever offered? Only God knows.