LOVE IN TASBIH DETAILS
CHAPTER 57. PROPOSE AISYAH

Bram hurriedly walked out of his car.

Aisyah did not pick up the video call, just wrote in the WA message

'Ms. Bram, I can't do it. I don't want to marry someone I don't love.'

Bram was like a frenzy carrying his car to Aisyah's house, about half an hour away from Bram's office. Fortunately, the streets are not too crowded.

Bram's chest is pounding, especially after Aisyah's phone when contacted outside the Area.

'Married? Who wants to get married?'

'Why are you, Ayesha?'

'What's up????'

All Bram chats are just one check!

Bram is not playing, he is confused not to know how, all he can do is immediately go to Aisyah's house. Who wants to marry Aisha?

The atmosphere of Aisyah's house was a little crowded although not too many people. The door of his house was open, there were some neighbors on the terrace.

Some people immediately whispered when they saw the arrival of Bram who was quite familiar to the neighbors.

All they know is that Bram is their adopted son, which is how he used to introduce Bram to them.

"Assalammuallaicum..." Bram greeted as he impatiently searched Aisyah's face.

"Waalaikumusalam Warahmatullahi Westarakatuh." The people in the house said almost simultaneously.

Aisyah who was sitting in the middle of the house, raised her face with her eyes that looked puffy. Those eyes glazed over at Bram.

"What's this?" Ask Bram. His gaze immediately focused on Aisyah and alternately circled one by one people in it, there were some people who were quite familiar with her. Mr. RT and MR. RT, mpok Mumun and mbak Retno who sat flanking Aisyah, then Ms. Hasni and Wak Agil who were aged, then, as well as another woman who sat next to Ms. Hasni, if not mistakenly remembered Bram, she was the second wife of Wak Agil, the richest pond manager in their village.

"Thank God you came Bram." Ms. Hasni spoke up. In front of him was seen in a basket.

"I heard that Mr. Bram was the guardian appointed by Mr. Sharif for Aisyah, while his father had not yet returned." Ms. Hasni said as she invited Bram to sit not far from Aisyah, where she and her husband were neatly dressed in white cocoa and peci shirts.

"Oh, what's wrong with Ayesha?" Bram looked tense and confused. Wak Agil, who was around in his fifties, looked to his wife who had been talking.

"We are people who are quite close to the family of Mr. Sharif, even from the beginning of Mr. Sharif and the family live here." Wak Agil spoke calmly.

"Everyone in this village knows this very well." Add Ms. Hasni while looking at the RT sir who had just listened.

Bram did not reply but he tried to patiently wait for the next words that came out of Wak Agil's mouth.

"Look, Mr. Bram. As people who also feel Aisyah like family already for us, even Pak Sharif used to help every harvest in the pond, often, Tito and Aisyah also sometimes help if she is not helping cooking at the restaurant mbok Tiah. We also never count on helping him and his family when in need." Ms. Hasni stayed the talk while Wak Agil just nodded her head.

"What exactly is this, Miss Hasni?" Bram asked suddenly, he looked impatient.

"We actually wanted to help Aisyah alone. As a form of concern for us as a family."

"Help what? What do I need to help with Aisyah and Tito? What are they in trouble?"

"It's not about difficulties now, but about providing life security for Aisyah. He is now almost orphaned, in residence of the death of Mr. Sharif. His father's been gone a dozen years without news and his mother, what can we expect from a mother who has been mentally disturbed for so long..."

"Sorry Miss Hasni, please be clear, what is this about? I'm not smart about guessing." Tukas Bram cut off the talk of the famously talkative Woman.

"It's about..." Mr. RT finally raised his voice, he also looks not too happy with what happened

"This is about, I proposed to Aisyah for the wife of my husband!" Answer Miss Hasni quickly.

Bram flabbergasted

"Ayesha's room?" his eyes immediately glared at the wak Agil, the aged rich master. He is famous for being generous but really Bram does not know that this Agil Wak is married.

Beam's chest was rumbling violently like it was on a wave off the coast. His hands clenched until he trembled.

Bram turned to Aisyah who had been bowed down with tears seeping on her white cheeks, soaking the hijap cloth that covered her chin.

"Yes..." Aisyah said softly. His head shook small, the eyes were glazed as if trying to refrain from squandering into Bram's embrace.

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