Aisyah Is Not a Mandul Wife

Aisyah Is Not a Mandul Wife
CHAPTER 90


Almost one night, two sleeping people hugged each other. Now it is not Ais who is in the arms of Hanafi, but Hanafi who enters into his arms. It is like a mother putting her child to sleep. Even Ais' hands felt numb when it had to be a cushion for Hanafi.


A long night just passed. I looked up at the Adhan as well. Hanafi squirmed slowly and tried to open his eyes slowly. The mood has become bright. The lights are back on. He let out a long sigh as he remembered what happened last night.


“Yes Allah until when will the fear remain lodged in me? I feel useless as a husband,”


Hanafi who realized his sleeping position immediately looked up and saw Ais still sleeping in his sleep. There was a sense of comfort and gratitude, but there was also a sense of shame in his mind. As a husband, he was so weak. He should have protected his wife, not his wife.


“Ais ... are you still going to stick with this shortcoming that I have? I really am a useless husband to you,” muttered Hanafi who was still staring at his wife's deep face.


Ais who had actually woken up earlier chose to pretend she was still asleep because she did not want to see her husband increasingly blame himself. As Hanafi looked on, Ais decided to open her eyes.


“Mas Hanaf is awake?” tanyakanya.


Hanafi nodded slowly with a smile on his lips. “Ais, thank you.” One kiss landed quickly right on Ice's lips.


“Not a weird time! We want dawn prayers!”


Hanafi chuckled softly as he pinched Ais' nose. “What weird? You are messum's mind!” ice Cibir.


“Not Mas Hanaf the messum?”


“Freely, really. But messum same wife herself is nothing right?”


Not wanting anything strange to happen, Ais finally chose to get up from the top of her bed to head to the bathroom. This time his hands and head felt sore, because almost one night his sleeping position did not change.


This morning Ais felt astonished because the atmosphere in her house felt lonely. There is only a story and his mother is seen preparing breakfast. Her mother-in-law and her husband's family were nowhere to be seen at the dinner table. Of course Ais was astonished. Is it possible if they have returned to Jakarta without telling themselves?


“Bu, is this quiet? Which other one? Where are you, Mom?” asked Ais while pulling a chair at the dining table.


His mother immediately knitted her two eyebrows. “Lho, didn't you know that Aunt Yani was in an accident last night? You come to the hospital, as well as your in-laws and other relatives are in the hospital to wait for Aunt Yani surgery,” explained her mother.


Hearing his mother's explanation, Ais immediately turned wide in shock. “Lho, no one told Ais, anyway?”


“Lho, not your mother-in-law last night have you told me?” timpal's mother again.


“Last night Ice went to sleep, Mom. So Hanaf didn't tell Ais that Aunt Yani was in the hospital,” Hanafi said that he just joined the dinner table.


“Kok that anyway, Mas? Mas Hanaf should wake up Ais!”


“How to get upin, removable dress aja not feel anything,” timpal Hanafi again.


Instantly Ais sighed because indeed last night she was so exhausted that she could not feel if Hanafi opened the dress that was still attached to her body.


“Udah .. do not need to be taken! Mending you breakfast first, that brother you go to the hospital to see the condition of aunt Yani all take breakfast for aunt Yani waiting!” mother advice Ais.


This morning her mother Ais was assisted by Jelita while preparing breakfast for the people in the hospital. Although Jelita can't cook but she still tries to help her mother Ais.


“Nak Lita, later if you want to go to the hospital to see the state of Aunt Yani, you ask to take Adam alone, yes! It's nothing, right? You see, I can't go there,” said Ais' mother when arranging food in a place.


“Lho, is Mr Adam not in the hospital, Mom? But it doesn't look, does it?” ask Lita.


“Adam is not awake yet. Last night staying up because of the mak nemenin pak RT and pak RW until late at night here.”


Lita nodded slowly. Suddenly his chest was pounding violently when he imagined being in a car with his heart. Her lips instantly flashed a smile, making her mother Ais link her eyebrows together. “Nak Lita, you why?”


“Eh, Mother. Lita nothing, kok.”


Sure enough, Hanafi and Ais went to the hospital using only a motorcycle so they could not take Jelita. Inevitably if Jelita wants to go to the hospital she has to wait for Adam to wake up.


“Lit, I go first yes! You just wait, wait a minute, Adam also woke up. If you do not wake up, just open the room, continue to flush using water to wake up!” ice when you leave.


“Lit, don't cry ice! She's a bad sister,” timpal Hanafi.


“Ready, Sir.”


Jelita waited long enough for Adam to wake up, to make Jelita feel bored. And in order to get rid of her boredom, Jelita helped her mother Ais to clean up the remnants of yesterday's event. Although it has been banned, Jelita still helps.


“Udah, you sit down! Later tired!” exclaimed her mother Ais.


“Nothing, Mom. Lita sfor no activities.”


“Ya it is up to you that is important not to be forced ya!”


“Iya, Mum.”


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Other side ... Raka and Iza, who were staying at the same hotel, are now preparing to return to Jakarta. However, despite being inside the same hotel but they do not sleep in the same room. The two booked a different room, as there was nothing to do between them. Not only does it avoid a slander but it also avoids the temptations of demons who want to drop human faith.


This morning Raka and Iza deliberately did breakfast in the hotel, because choosing a more practical than having to go here and there to find a place to eat. During breakfast, no word was spoken from Iza's lips. The woman chose to silence without wanting to say a single word, making Raka wonder what happened to Iza? Is Iza not completely willing after getting what she wants? Iza should have been happy to have escaped the shackles of her fake marriage with Azam.


“Iza, are there any more problems. If anyone just say it, who knows I can help you,” said Raka to break the atmosphere of silence.


Iza shook her head slowly. In addition to wanting to keep his agreement with Sabian, Iza also did not want to linger with a man who was not who he was.


“Nothing, Sir.”


“Really? If there is still a problem to be solved you talk to me the same yes!”


Iza nodded slowly. “Iya, Sir.”


And by the time the two finished with their breakfast, it was time to prepare for their return to Jakarta.


The car that Raka then drove off the hotel yard. Traveling by car does take hours rather than using a plane. Actually Raka could have taken Iza by plane, but Iza refused.


Raka's view can not be separated from Iza who went into silence. However, the longer Raka could not stand the atmosphere of silence.


“Iza, what are you thinking? Just say maybe I can help you,” said Raka again, to make sure if Iza is currently fine


“I'm fine, sir. Maybe because of lack of rest so the innate males,” kilah Iza.


“Really? Then you sleep. Later when it reaches the rest area I wake you up.”


Chief Iza nodded slowly. Maybe it's a safe way so there's no conversation between the two. Iza really does not know how Raka reacts when she learns of a journey that has been made between her and Bian. Will Raka be disappointed?


Oh my God, what should I do? I don't even know where to go after this. There's no way I'm going home to mom. They will only worry about me. And I don't want that to happen.


Iza closed her eyes while enduring the tightness in her heart. I don't know why trials come to him. Was there not a little reproach for her happiness?


“Iza if you need someone to take out the bugs that are in your heart, just tell me. I am willing to be the place where you pour out your heart. Even I am also ready to be the back of your heart,” said Raka as she glanced at Iza who had closed her eyes.


“Pak Raka, I'm fine, so Mr. Raka don't worry. Later if I need Mr. Raka's help, I'll say. For now I'm fine, Mr.”


Raka nodded slowly. “Good.”


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