Marrying My Sister-in-law Candidate
Chapter 1—Wait Aja.

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Haidar's daydreams broke, as the ringing of a cell phone echoed in his room. Jolted, then rushed to glance at the screen of the phone that was lit earlier. His eyebrows were raised when the name ummi was written there.

"Ommy?" murmured Haidar, catch his breath for a moment, then grabbed the phone lying beside the keyboard. "Hello, Mi, assalamualaikum," he said as soon as the flat object stuck in the ear.

His idle hand did not stay still, scrolling through the laptop mouse, to double-check the data today.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, son," replied ummi. "How are you?" tanya ummi then, a long sigh sounded from across there.

"Haidar is good, Mi. How about Ummi? Healthy, right?" Haidar asked back, while seriously staring at the laptop screen that was still on. Apparently, there are a lot of items that are going to be sent today. That means he'll be overtime again tonight.

"That's the same healthy ummi, son. When do you guys play at home? It's been a long time, since your brother's forty-day studies. You're the same Aisyah, you've never been here." Ummi sighed again at the end there. From what Haidar can capture is, ummi is like disappointed.

"Sorry, Mi. For now Haidar can not. Haidar's work is much more. There is still something that Haidar needs to learn in the office," explained Haidar trying to say what is. Indeed, since the sudden departure of Haikal, Haidarlah who replaced the position of the brother. "Later, let Haidar ask Aisyah to come home."

Haidar realized, if lately the time is seized and exhausted in the office. Until, he could not divide his time to go to the parents' house, just to visit. Coupled with his relationship with Aisyah the wife who has not changed at all. They were like strangers living under one roof.

Household is cold and far from the word harmonious, let alone warm...

"Yes, it's okay, if you don't have time to visit home. Ummi understand, kok," said ummi who always understands and understands the situation of her children. The kind of parents who are not demanding. However, there was something that was troubling his mind at the moment. "Haidar ….?

"Yes, Mi."

"Kok, you call Aisyah, brother, anyway? Is she your wife?" Ummi's tone sounded a little astonished. "Don't you guys …?" Ummi hung up his sentence, and it succeeded in making the child bite his own tongue.

It seems, Haidar has been mispronounced and confused. "We why, Mi?" Haidar pretends to be stupid and does not understand the meaning of the mother's words. Honestly, he himself felt afraid, if both his parents knew that he had not touched Aisyah in the slightest.

Hah, don't touch. Relationships that were initially ordinary, suddenly turned stiff and awkward. Haidar was always confused while being with Aisyah. Still trying to solidify themselves and adapt to the life of Aisyah who is very religious. Distinct from his messy and chaotic life.

Ummi clucked, inexhaustible with his son this one. Maybe he is still covering up about his impromptu marriage. "You don't have to pretend you don't know, Dar. Ummi knows, rich is your relationship with Aisyah. So, no need to cover up. What's clear is that Ummi just wants to give a message."

Reflex, Haidar massaged the base of his nose. If ummi has spoken so, it means ummi can not be lied to anymore. "Yes, Mi…."

"Ummi knows, you still can't accept this marriage. But, there is one thing you should remember. There's a promise you made to your brother. The responsibility is to make Aisyah happy, and never hurt her" said Ummi reminded Haidar of the promise he made to the late Haikal.

Haidar's back stiffened, a moment ummi blurted out her sentence. His head was suddenly dizzy and throbbing. "Yes, Mi. Haidar will never forget that. Ummi calm down." It is better to give up even though his heart and tongue want different things.

"Dear good woman, son. And, your brother only believes in you. That's why he entrusts his future wife to you. Understood?"

"You can, change the call first. Ummi advice, call Aisyah pack the word dear, or whatever is up to you. As long as there are no frills KAK. Wanna?" Ummi again pressed subtly, and impressed to press Haidar. In any case, ummi is also in charge of the household of her youngest son. "Haidar, sorry, ummi can nanya?"

Haidar's forehead and eyebrows knit together, straighten his back, and then carefully recite. "What's up, Mi? Ummi asked what?" His palm felt cold and frozen, worried about what Ummi was trying to ask.

"Hmmm .." Ummi was a little hesitant, but he tried to find Haidar, so that in the future the household of his son could be better and lasting. "You're the same Ayesha .. emm ... that …."

"That's what, Mi?" Haidar interjected, his palms clenched tightly, with a hardened jaw. His chest suddenly rumbled, recalling his attitude towards Aisha.

As a husband, Haidar obviously still has many shortcomings. Therefore, up to this moment, he had not given Aisyah any rights.

"You're the same Aisyah hasn't been the first night, have you?" ummi to the point. "Yes, right?" At the end of the sentence sounded demanding, and Haidar could only stumble resignedly.

He lowered his head, closing his eyes. "Yes, Mi. Haidar the same A-Aisha has not ... soan," I who then sighed rudely.

"Astaghfirullah ... Haider. How, can?" ummi's pekik at the end there. He was shocked to hear the child's confession.

"Yes can, Mi." Haidar opened his manic, then leaned on the back of the chair. Then, massage the temples, which are still throbbing with the fingers of the left hand.

Of course you can. She and Aisyah had even slept in different rooms, since the first day of marriage. With an undetermined time limit. Ck!

"Haidar, if you know, he must have been angry," said Ummi with a tone not as high as earlier. "You've been late for three months you haven't had a husband and wife relationship. It could fall off the talaq, son. Suck it!" tukas ummi tried to warn of the consequences that must be accepted by Haidar in the future, because he had ignored his responsibilities as a husband.

Haidar's beads are perfectly rounded. "What, Mi? A talaq? Ummi seriously?" He even got out of the chair. He walked to the big window in his office. Staring at the passing of the capital from above with a pushy look.

Why did it get to that? thought Haidar.

"Yes, Son. Ummi seriously. In religion we give an inner living to the wife it is obligatory of her law. And we can't ignore our duties as a man. Sins of the law, son, if you do not carry out these obligations. Especially if it takes more than three months. Yes, if the Aisyah can be the same as all your attitudes and behaviors. If not, yes ..you just wait."

"Wait for what, Mi?" Haidar's forehead frowned inexplicably. In such matters, Haidar is still a science. Unknowable, and completely taboo in his view.

Therefore, for almost two months, he could still be relaxed and not think too much about it. After all, Aisyah also never demanded this from him? His wife was just silent, and resigned to all the attitude of Haidar so far.

However. after hearing the Ummi's words, the corner of Haidar's heart slightly pinched. His pride as a man felt down.

Haidar could hear a long sigh from the other end. A second later Ummi answered his question.

"Just wait until Aisyah asks you to make her reason," said ummi sounded up.

At once Haidar also swallowed his saliva. "What-what?!"