No Love Does Not Mean Red Lights
LOVE SEED

The next day, Asiyah who had already woken up, cooked immediately after dawn, and early in the morning Aisyah woke her husband up asking for permission to leave the campus.

"Mas, mas Danu's. Aisyah pamit to kekampus" said Aisyah

Hearing that Aisyah is leaving for you, Danu wakes up immediately

"Why so early? and why don't you wake me up for a congregational dawn?" tanya Danu was surprised because usually Aisyah always wake her up for morning prayers

"Had already mas, Aisyah from earlier had tried to wake up mas Danu for morning prayers congregated, but mas Danu did not want to wake up." Aisyah smile

"Why did you leave so early?" ask Danu

"There's a lecture this morning" replied Ais briefly

"Is it possible to go to college so early?" Danu was suspicious of Aisha

"Yes not mas, but Aisyah today became an assistant lecturer so went early in the morning to prepare the material first" replied Aisyah

"Why should be an assistant lecturer anyway, you are married.it would be a hassle. would you not run your duties as a wife?" Danu tries to prevent Aisyah from leaving early in the morning for fear of calling ilham

"What kind of task does Danu mean?"

"Didn't you usually prepare breakfast for us every morning"

"Had already mas, Aisyah has made breakfast.and Aisyah also made provisions for mas Danu lunch at the office as a thank you because Danu has given Ais permission to call inspiration" said Ais

Danu who was annoyed just kept silent did not answer.

"Ais leaving yes mas" said Ais kissed Danu's hand

"Assalamu'alaikum"

"Walaikumsalam" replied Danu who was still in his bed

"How is the story that he could wake up so early and cook so early to be able to contact the man immediately, and why is the phone not here in front of me? why wait on the campus to call that guy? what exactly is there to talk about?" grumbled Danu annoyed

"Arrmg... " Shouted Danu ruffled her hair

"Why do I feel like this to Ayesha, no. no. I can't really love her. It's wrong! how could I love such a woman.she is not my type at all.My type is a beautiful and sexy woman is not like Aisyah.

beautiful.yes Aisyah is beautiful but still she is not my type." muttered Danu trying to avoid if the seed of love began to grow

After bathing and changing clothes, Danu immediately went down to breakfast with her mom and dad.

"For ma, pa" said Danu who went down the stairs greet mom and her papa who are having breakfast

"Dear to you" said Retno who was taking rice for Mr. Herman

"Do you want to get some rice?" said Mrs Retno offered

"Yes ma" Danu sat down

"Why did Ayesha have her first morning sniffles?" ask Mr. Herman

"Come" Danu answered, shrugging both shoulders

"But your wife is great, Dan, even though she has to go to college in the morning, she does not forget her duties and responsibilities.Let's see she also still had time to make lunch for you" said Mr. Herman glanced at the lunch that Aisyah had prepared at the dining table.

"Of course, it's because he gave Danu permission to call the man she loves" Danu's inner self was upset

"And.. Danu, why even dumbass? and that's why it's even in toy bolts? does it taste good for your breakfast?" ask Retno

"Tu right, you're really dumb again.What's up? is something troubling your mind?ask Retno

"No ma, there's nothing. Danu just thought about the work problem. Ma Danu left for the office first yes!" said Danu farewell to papa and his mama while taking food supplies that Aisyah had prepared

"Wouldn't the breakfast be spent?" ask Retno wonder

"No ma, Danu eats at the office. Assalamu'alaikum" Danu said

"Walaikumsalam" said Mr. Herman and Ms. Ratno bellowed at the strange attitude of his son

***

Cancellated

Danu who was sitting in her office chair slowly circled her chair while thinking about Aisyah who would call Ilham.

There was a feeling of fear and anxiety that Aisha would return to Ilham.

Dret..

Incoming message from Valen

"(Honey, why have you been avoiding me lately? are you angry because I don't want to marry you.well I'll inflame my career for you. I'll go home to marry you)" chat from Valen who does not know about the marriage of Danu and Aisyah because their marriage has not been announced in public.

"Huh.., how could you think of marrying me after you slept with my best friend David. Danu Airgantara never used secondhand" muttered Danu grinning

Now there is no more Valen in the heart of Danu. after the betrayal done by Valen and after a long time knowing Aisyah. now thought only Danu Aisyah.

Yes, Danu admires Aisyah.the woman who greatly guards her honor.not just anyone can see her body shape.

Aisyah who always uses a shar'i dress makes Adam reluctant to look at him.

Aisha also always lowered her gaze in front of the Adam who was not her mahram.

Danu is actually lazy to contact Valen, but Danu is forced to call Valen to remind him not to go back to Indonesia where he is married.

"No way, you're kidding me, right? I know you're mad at me, so you're joking like that, right? you love me, there's no way you're married to another woman" Valen said in disbelief

"Just believe it or not, but that's the truth.I'm married and have a wife so you better not have to come back here again" said Danu

"So you're really married to another woman? you're evil Danu" Valen said in tears and hung up.

***

The Paris

Valen is agitated many times looking at the screen of his phone but Danu does not contact him. Usually every Valen cries Danu will panic and beg him not to cry. Danu never sees Valen crying, but this time Danu doesn't hear Valen crying

"How can Danu not contact me, does Danu really love that woman? no way. all this time Danu has never been interested in any woman other than me. I know Danu only love me. surely at this time he is just angry. yes I'm sure Danu still love me" valen muttered to himself

While on the campus Aisyah reopen the number block Ilham

Doubtfully Aisyah pressed the call button at Ilham number

"Assalamu'alaikum"

"Walaikumsalam, Ayesha. Is this Ayesha? it's really you, isn't it?" ilham said it was nice for Aisyah to contact him