Aisyah Is Not a Mandul Wife
CHAPTER 82

One week has passed. It did not feel the final semester exam was also over and just waiting for the results. In this period of course Hanafi was very busy, so he could not pick up Ais, because he had to immediately prepare a report card that would be distributed in the near future. Fortunately, Ais can understand the state of her husband even though she herself is wanting to be noticed.

Her pregnancy sometimes made her mood go up and down, but she tried to stay in control so as not to fix her husband. And to repel her saturation Ais often come home to Jelita, to just play before her husband came home.

This afternoon Ais was at Jelita's house. I don't know how many times he stopped by his best friend's house but none of him ever saw a picture of Jelita on display in the house. Ais often see only pictures of her brother and also photos of her parents. Ais does not want to be bad to think, maybe Jelita does not like in the photo because she is not confident.

“Lit, I went to the bathroom first yes,” said Ais.

“Iya. Do you know where the bathroom is?”

Ais nodded slowly, “Iya, I know.”

The ice was too soon to the bathroom because he could no longer hold the urine he had been holding.

Jelita's big house was big and spacious, but every time Ais came to stop, she had never met Jelita's parents at all. In the heart of Ais can only be entrenched could Jelita's parents really hardworking people so they do not have a little time to sit at home.

After coming out of the bathroom, Ais's eyes instantly swept over every corner of the house. Ais is only able to sholawati Jelita house, hoping later she can also have a big house to live in with her small family. However, Ais's eyes were fixed on one of the picture frames that he thought were not foreign. Ais tried to get closer to see it clearly.

“This really looks like Lita, huh? Only the difference in a beautiful photo does not have a tompel and do not wear glasses. Is this Lita's twin? But Lita never said if she had a twin,” murmured Ais.

The curiosity was getting bigger, so Ais decided to ask one of the servants in the house.

“Mbak ... Mbak ... ” call Ais when you see one of the women who works at Jelita's house.

Dbak-mbak called by Ais immediately approached and asked, “Mbak, whose photo, how does Lita look like? Does Lita have a twin? How come I never saw it?”

Mothers only messed up when they heard the Ais statement. “Non Lita has no twin. And that's his picture Non Lita.”

The ice eyeballs immediately rounded wide hearing the explanation of the shootout. How could the photo that was in his hand was Jelita. Obviously if the one in the photo does not have a tompel, while Jelita has a tompel on her cheek.

Curiosity is soaring that Ais decided to ask Jelita directly while carrying the frame of her picture.

It looks like Jelita is playing her phone on the sofa. Eengan quickly Ais thrust the frame in front of Jelita's face.

“Lit, is this your photo?”

Jelita who saw her picture had been in Ais's hands immediately swerved wide while gulping roughly her saliva. Jelita did not expect that Ais would find one of her photos.

“Maa—what do you mean, Ice? This is not my picture!” kilah Jelita was nervous.

“Really? But the word shootout was this is your picture. Are you hiding something? Lita, I just want to ask if this is really your photo or not?”

Jelita was silent for a while. The long sound also sounded heavy. His eyes immediately stared at Ais weakly. “Iya, this is me.”

"God willing, Lita,” murmured Ais after seeing the real face of her best friend. Nearly 10 months Ais is best friends with Jelita, but she is completely unaware that Jelita is hiding her real face. “You why hide your real face?”

“Ais, sorry if I have hidden this truth. I deliberately turned myself ugly, because I felt tired of being used by people around me. Especially the ones I love.”

The story immediately tells the reason why he chose to turn his face ugly. All this is done to see the true nature of people who are only willing to use themselves. And clearly seen when no one recognized him, one by one he began to know how their true nature, especially the true nature of men who had dated him. Using her ugly face, Jelita could clearly see the affair of her boyfriend and his own best friend. It was so painful, that Jelita refused to show her real face again.

The ice touched by her best friend's story instantly gives her a soothing hug and gives her a little strength. It turns out there are still many outside people who continue to be sick just because of love. It's just a different path.

“Lita, you must be strong. The truth is sometimes painful. If we can't survive, we'll be destroyed. Now you will not be alone, for there will be me by your side. Aren't we best friends? Didn't we agree on a variety of stories? Lita, forget the painful past and look to the future, because ahead there is a happiness that is waiting for him.”

Long enough Ais spent time with Lita, so it did not feel the day had also started late afternoon. Some calls from her husband had been ignored because the phone Ais in silent mode so it did not hear if there was an incoming call. I can guess if her husband is home by now.

“Lit, I go home first! I think Mas Hanaf has come home,” said Ais.

Jelita nodded slowly. “Yes, be careful on the road, yes!”

However, before Ais actually comes out, Jelita begs Ais to keep what she is currently hiding, as Jelita is still not ready to appear as the old Jelita.

“Ais, please keep this a secret until I am completely ready to return,”.

“You rest easy I will definitely keep this a secret well. Lita, believe me if God's plan is more beautiful. So you must be sure that God is preparing a beautiful plan for you. It's just that you have to be patient until that time comes.”

Again Jelita nodded slowly. She actually felt grateful to be found with Ice being so kind to her. Even when no one wants to get close, Ais is the only one who wants to be friends with her. Could this also be part of God's plan?

Actually the distance from Jelita house to the house only takes fifteen minutes. But because Ais's eyes are stained with street vendors, he has to take a lot of time whether what will happen later, but surely Hanafi will mumble, because Ais is late.

“Pak, please stop for a moment yes I want to buy first!” the door to the driver.

“Good, Buk.”

The incense she rarely got from her husband, because when Ais asked, Hanafi did not allow it on the grounds that eating was unhealthy.

“It seems I can't bring this food home, if I don't want to get a lecture from Mas Hanaf. Sorry Mas for this time Ais can not resist to snack on the roadside.”

“Pak, the road is slow. I want to eat this food. Later if it is found out my husband, he will surely mumble,” pinta Ais. “Later I added the tip.”

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(In this story not only focus on Ais and Hanafi, yes! There will be stories of Iza and Bian. There was also Jelita and Adam. Why is this story one? Because othor again males create a new title. So please support yes 🙏 For those who have given a vote, flowers and coffee, othor say thank you very much 🥰 )