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After a long time separated from her husband, Aisha now feels the loneliness again. Being the wife of a man with a promising profession like Faris must be alert as well as the consequences. Being left here and there for work is no longer a new thing for Aisha. But even though the woman never complained, in addition to all the consequences, there was also one feeling when both of them wanted to fight together, and it just felt good. That's love.

Almost midnight, Faris was back at the hotel. His work today is quite time and energy draining. Although many of his colleagues invited him to relax first, but Faris was not interested in accepting the invitation. He immediately returned to the hotel to rest.

Before falling asleep, Faris contacts her beloved woman in Istanbul. The work was so crowded that Faris could only inform his wife via a message when the man arrived in Ankara this afternoon.

“How come you haven't slept at this hour? Is everything all right?” ask the woman who is now ready on her bed via video call.

“Abang just got back to the hotel, honey. Thank God everything is improving. Ica herself haven't slept yet? Is your son fussy? Not good pregnant women sleep kemaleman loh, Darling,” said Faris worried about his wife.

“Iya, Bang. Rich child Brother has not been able to far from the Papinya,” complained Aisha who had been difficult since earlier to be closed.

“Ica vomit again?” The man held his body up on the back of the bed.

“Iya a few times anyway, not as often as before. But that's okay, I'm calm.”

“Thank God, don't forget the food should be entered ya Darling. Milk is just as vitamin do not forget also.”

The woman smiled, “Iya ready Mr. Doctor,” said Aisha responded to her husband's anxiety that made her laugh together.

“Abang has been eating?”

“Alhamdulillah already darling, before returning to the hotel Brother ate first with Roger.”

“Oh yes, how are the streets tomorrow? Ica really don't want to come?” ask Faris given their delayed holiday event.

“Ning Sabina said her walk was delayed until Abang came home. Ica said it was okay to be left alone. But he still does not want to leave Ica he said, Ica so not good Bang.”

“Nnothing dear, Brother even relieved to hear it if the streets are postponed. Kan Ica so tete on temen in apartment.”

“Ih Abang Ica is not good with Ning Sabina, Bang. They have been far away here when even told to guard Ica.” Aisha looks gloomy because the article is the cause of their holiday event must be postponed.

“Hei Honey, the holidays are just postponed, it does not mean not be. Calm down, don't be a thought. Let's say it's Mba Sabina later. Yes already sleeping yes Darling, it is already malem this loh, not good for pregnant women.”

“Yes, Assalamualaikum.”

Both stopped their phone calls. Both Faris in Ankara and Aisha in Istanbul, both are now preparing to sleep hoping to dream of the face that just chatted via video call earlier. Faris Zein Abdullah, the man who made Aisha feel like she was the luckiest woman in the world. Even with Aisha Ameera Al-Insani, the woman Faris loved so much, without whom, not necessarily Faris could feel all the happiness she was feeling now.

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“Sha, Mba stay in the lobby first. Want to meet Hasan,” said Ning Sabina after reaching for her phone which was lying on the dining table.

“Loh why not just invited here Gus Hasannya, Ning?”

“Ndak papa, your husband is home again. Let Mba alone meet him,” said after tidying up Gus Fakih's clothes that looked messy because the boy had rolled on the sofa waiting for uminya who was still dressed up.

Aisha just nodded. Maybe it was better than her and Gus Hasan had to come back to meet her husband.

Aisha commented on her smile, even though it was only the wife of her cousin's sister but Ning Sabina cared so much for her.

“Ngeh, Ning. I'm doing fine. If you want to invite Gus Fakih streets also do not papa. I'm already fine.”

“Ya already if you need anything and Mba has not returned, you just contact Mba yes Sha.”

“Ngeh, Ning. Thank you in advance.”

After the departure of Ning Sabina and Gus Fakih, Aisha chose to return to her room, maybe to read her husband's collection books or just clean up the contents of her room so as not to be bored by living in an apartment that big alone. Her husband is indeed so royal and always prioritizes her comfort. As before he left for Ankara, the man took the time to buy Aisha a panda doll that was almost the same size as his wife's body. The reason is that Aisha does not feel lonely because she has to sleep alone while she is in Ankara. Aisha smiled to herself staring at the doll lying on her big bed even taking up a place the size of her.

“Abang has an idea to make me seneng.”

“How are you, Mba?” gus Hasan asked after greeting his brother and nephew who were getting smarter.

“Alhamdulillah Mba well. Abi same Umi at home is also good. You how? Everything is smooth, right?”

“Alhamdulillah everything is fine, Mba.”

Gus Fakih took a position next to his mother's sister. The boy had been very close to Gus Hasan since he was a child.

“Fakih how is the school?” asked Gus Hasan to feed a piece of cake on the ponakan that since childhood he was raised.

“OK Om. Tomorrow Fakih has also started to enter elementary school,” he said so enthusiastically.

“Oh yes? Wow it's big it turns out to be ponakan Om.” Gus Hasan also responded no less enthusiastic, he even took the time to pinch the cheek of a bulky who was chewing his food with anxiety.

Before long an oriental-faced waitress approached their table with a tray filled with orders that Gus Hasan had ordered before the arrival of his brother and son.

“Fakih if the food has run out Umi take it back to the room Mba Ica yes,” said Ning Sabina when her son was almost finished eating.

“Indeed Umi is the same Om Hasan going? How is Fakih invited?” the boy seemed to pursed his lips thinking he would go for a walk without him.

“Nnot anywhere, Darling. Umi is only here anyway, want someone to talk first same Om-mu.”

“Oh, adult affairs yes Umi?” ask him innocently.

“Nah pinter son of Umi. Fakih calm down, tomorrow we go for a walk if Om Faris has gone home from work. Now Fakih to the room again memenin Mba Ica, huh? Kan Fakih has promised Om Faris to take care of Mba Ica during Om Faris ndak no.”

“Umi Ready!” sahut Gus Fakih even positioned himself like a respectful person who suddenly made those there laugh.

While Gus Hasan was just guessing what the brother would talk about until ‘kir’ his son.

“Fakih ate it already, Mi.”

“Loh really cepet, Ngger? Your drink won't be spent? That cake is also still there loh.”

“Later to wrap it up, Kasian Mba Ica if left alone for a long time,” always Gus Fakih who even made Ning Sabina gawk herself, did not expect that her little son would think that far.

“Ya is come. Mba anter Fakih first yes, San. Don't run away from you,” his joke that only finds a nod from Gus Hasan. His sister was always calm even to him. In stark contrast to Faris who always willingly reciprocate all his mischief.

Gus Fakih immediately got up from his chair, greeted the uncle then followed Ning Sabina's steps while holding on to the index finger of the umi.

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