Patience of the Son-in-law
Chapter 20 - Love or Duty?

"Mas." said Aisha as a small gesture.

"Sstt. don't answer if at this time your heart still can't love me. It's okay, Sha. I will not force you to repay my love for you. For your heart is your own" Faizan said, wiping away the wife's tears with both of her thumbs.

"A_ku.". " said Aisha cut off.

"Let's sleep, Sha. It's eleven o'clock at night. You must be tired all day at Mama's house. Yuk sleeps," Faizan asked gently.

Aisha was quite surprised when her husband invited her to sleep instead of asking for her rights when he was very ready if Faizan asked her right now. Although the love has not blossomed in his heart or actually has grown but he has not realized.

It's just that as a wife, she has an obligation to give the right to her husband. There were whispers of doubt that Faizan did not ask for his rights because he was a widow, his former brother.

But he tried to get rid of those bad thoughts. Because earlier she was sure that her husband said such sincere love to her was not just a joke.

Finally he tried to dare to ask the crucial thing to the husband. Because he remembered Faizan's message that ask anything never speculate with things that are not necessarily true.

Because basically prejudice in the self is not necessarily the actual fact. It could be that these are only negative thoughts that can damage the harmony of their own household. He did not want it to happen so decided it was better to ask the husband directly rather than drown with his prejudice.

"Why didn't Mas ask me for the right to be husband tonight?" ask Aisha lirih.

"Right now if I ask for my right, will you give it to me out of obligation or do you love me?" faizan asked looking at Aisha with an indecipherable look.

Aisha could not immediately answer the husband's question. He swallowed his saliva deeply trying to examine. Love or duty? He had not found the answer to that question from his heart.

What is certain in the current logic is certainly more dominant obligation.

"Sleep, Sha. Don't be too much of a burden. I will not ask for my right tonight because I want you to give it to me not out of obligation but you do love me as the man in your heart who is your husband," faizan said while hugging Aisha back while stroking with up and down movement on the back of the wife like meninabobokkan.

"Mas, I'm sorry. I love Mas Faizan" Aisha's great-grandson.

"Yes I know. Go to sleep before you wake up what should have been up since," Faizan said, chuckling to herself, making Aisha laugh because she understood what her husband meant.

Dreaming beautifully hope that tomorrow there will be love that is expected to be present to fill the lives of their newly built household.

In Japan, the,

After a fairly important project meeting was well done by Jihan and her secretary. Jihan saw all the reports and implementation of the project at one of the famous hospitals in Tokyo, Japan quite increased progress. So that the day after tomorrow, he can return to Indonesia.

Upon arrival at the hotel, he contacted someone he had not contacted for a long time.

"Hello" said Jihan.

"Yes Bu Jihan" replied a man across the street who works as a detective.

"How's your investigation? Did it show you where my daughter is and how she is?" ask Ms. Jihan.

"Sorry Mom, we still need some time back. Yesterday we just got the latest information that there was a witness who saw a woman carrying a baby girl dressed in pink like the last clothes characteristic of the mother's daughter. But_" said the detective cut off.

"But why?" asked Bu Jihan in an anxious tone.

"The woman had long since gone from her village here with her husband to Java. But the neighbors around do not know in Java they live in what city or address details," said the detective.

A heavy sigh slid down from across there. Jihan rested her body for a moment on the sofa in the hotel room where she was staying.

"Thank you for the information. You guys keep looking wherever my daughter's trail is. I will always be faithful to wait for news. Hopefully before the death picks me up, I can look at him directly whether he is still alive or just a tombstone," said Bu Jihan resigned.

"Good, Mom. Hopefully we will finish this mission as well as expected," said the detective, saying goodbye.

"Oh my God, meet me with my daughter no matter what. Is he alive or is he dead?" inner Bu Jihan is sad.

🍁🍁🍁