Badboy My husband
~Badboy Husband 104 104•
Aisha did not reply to the Altar.
"Honey, let's eat first," the Altar pinta thrust a spoonful of porridge.
Aisha turned her face. "I told you, I don't want to! Hear that?"
"Judah, eat bread just keep taking medicine?" tanya Altar tried to be patient.
Aisha brushed off the hand of the Altar who wanted to hold her head.
"Come out of the Altar. I don't like you being here!" firmly Aisha pushed the body of the Altar.
"But I must accompany you" said the Altar.
"No need, I don't need it" Aisha chirped the body of the altar back. "I said come out, brother Altar" cried Aisha.
The sound of breathing from the man, instead of going out and sitting in a chair made Aisha growled with her husband.
The altar wanted to grab Aisha's hand but quickly the woman kept her away.
"Darling, sorry brother," said the altar.
"I'm sorry for what?" asked Aisha without looking.
"This all happened because of brother, you're in a scuffle because of me, too" replied the Altar.
"That all happened is not my fault, this is all the will of the almighty" Aisha replied.
"Yaudah, don't giniin brother dear. Don't do it, brother, "ask the Altar.
"Can't be Altar's sister, I told you I don't want to have a relationship with people who play games let alone don't trust me" Aisha said. "Do you know what it's like to be accused, even on a slap, of admitting what's not our fault?"
"Sorry." Only an apology can come out of the Altar's mouth.
"I'm sorry brother before you apologise, I just want you to get out of here I don't want to see your face."
"But you won't leave brother, will you?" ask the Altar with a slightly shaking hand.
"I don't promise" replied Aisha.
"You should promise your sister that you don't want to break our relationship. I'm gonna fix it to my fault, I'm afraid baby."
"Until when?" ask Altar.
"Until I can calm down and I'm sure to go back with my sister" replied Aisha.
"Sunday?"
Aisha shakes. "One month or so."
"Don't, sister can't afford to part with for long. Quite a week has made sister tormented Aisha," refused the Altar.
"Accept or divorced?" ask Aisha.
The reflex altar shook. "Judah I will accept it, as long as it doesn't talk about divorce" replied the Altar. "But how do you tell your family?"
"After graduation I want to go to college in LA, it's just me! Brother doesn't have to come, "press Aisha.
"Out of the country? I'm not letting you go to a lot of campuses in a good country!" Altar Protest.
"It's not about good facilities or not good, just to not meet with the big brother alone."
Altar. His chest was so tight, was this karma for him? One mistake made him have to part with his wife for so long.
"Sorry Altar does not intend to torture you, it's just that I want to teach you a lesson so that in the future you do not repeat the same mistakes," Aisha said.
"Sister can still spend time with me until graduation, to cover up our family problems for others" Aisha said.
The altar shed a few tears that fell down and then stood up. "Wear your veil and veil, Mama and Papa want to come in" Altar's pinta helped his wife wear a veil and veil after she came out of the nursery.
Aisha stared at the Altar's already invisible back. The woman breathed a rough sigh.
Moments later, an old couple entered the room. They are his in-laws.
"Darling," Marwa called out to her directly running to hug her daughter-in-law. "Is anyone sick?" marwa asked fumbling around her daughter-in-law's entire body.
Aisha shakes. "No one, it was very sick but it has improved a bit" replied Aisha. "The sick Ice Heart, Mah, is done by your child," Aisha's inner self continues.
"I'm sorry Ais is so rewarding, Ais can't take care of your grandchildren" Aisha said.