She (Unconsidered Wife)
What is this happiness, God?

A girl of about 20 years old shed her tears after hearing the 'legitimate' exclamation out there. It indicates that she is legally a wife. From here on out, everything will change soon. From status to duty will change.

Before long a middle-aged woman entered the room with a smile on her face. That smile is so sincere.

"Alhamdulillah, dear. You are now legally the wife of Arshad. Ummi is very happy because finally you are the son-in-law of ummi. From now on, consider this ummi as your mother, baby. Never hesitate to share your grief equally ummi. May you be a good and kind wife to Arshad."tutur ummi gently and make a smile also appeared on the face of the girl who is now her daughter-in-law.

Her name was Aisyah Shaqilla Az-zahra. A beautiful girl who is currently continuing her fifth semester. His gaze was shady, his smile was sweet and his speech soft. But now she is an orphan girl. Her mother died while she was still in high school. Her father died two weeks ago after leaving a will to marry her to her now-legitimate husband, Muhammad Arshadullah. Although only a marriage because of a will, but Aisyah is very sincere with this marriage. He also has an older brother named Muhammad Anam Arya who is now in London to finish his S2 college and cannot attend Aisyah's wedding because he is busy taking care of his graduation.

"Amin. pray Aisyah ummi. May Aisyah be able to carry out Aisyah's obligations as a good wife to Mas Arshad ", Aisyah said sincerely and gently.

"Definitely dear ummi pray. God willing. Now let's go down, your husband's waiting. "

Aisyah nodded and walked in accompanied ummi out of the room and down the stairs. O Allah, Aisha has absolutely no power to withstand the beating on her chest at this time . He was sure that all the views were on him now. But Aisyah did not dare to lift her face even if just looking at her husband.

They put the wedding rings on each other, and Aisha immediately kissed the back of Arshad's hand with wisdom and Arshad stroked Aisha's head while praying kindness for her.

At nightfall, Arshad and Aisha decided to go to their house. There is only silence between the couple. It made Aisyah uncomfortable and confused about what?

Soon they finally arrived. Aisyah looked at the house from the car with a smile. Not so big but looks luxurious and comfortable to live in both.

"You go in first. Inside there is bi Nah which will show you where your room is. I have business and maybe go home once a night. Don't wait for me!"arshad said expressionlessly.

"But where are you going?I'm with you, aren't I?"said Aisyah but there was no answer from Arshad other than the sharp gaze given Arshad. Aisyah was aware that her husband might indeed have important business and would not be disturbed.

"Yes, I went in first. You do not work too tired ya mas!. do not go home in the middle of the night. You must be tired all day. I just don't want you to get sick. If so I go in, Assalamualaikum.." said Aisyah and went out immediately after Arshad answered his greetings even though he was still reluctant to look at Aisyah.

Just now that Aisyah came out, Arshad's car had already darted away from home. Aisha could only pray that nothing would happen.

"Assalamualaikum. "say Aisyah when entering the house.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Madam has arrived. Let my mistress take me to the mistress' room."welcome the middle-aged woman who is believed to be named bi Nah as Arshad said earlier.

Aisyah followed bi Nah to the room designated bi Nah. When entering the room, Aisyah immediately saw a room that was quite large and nuanced white gray, king size mattress , there is a closet that is also quite large and there is also a bathroom that is certainly also large.

"Good room for her." praised Aisyah.

"Yes, lady. Mistress likes?"ask Bi Nah.

"Yes I like it. Oh yes bi, don't call me madam, yes! I feel old called madam so. "

"Keep called what?or auntie just call me Aisyah?"

Aisyah smiled and nodded, "that's better."

"Don't you want aunty to make something?"

"Not to bi. I'm gonna take a shower and go straight to sleep."

"Yes already then aunty back to the room yes mbak.."bi Well realize there is no Arshad from earlier,"oh yes, Arshad mass where mbak?"

"Oh that was said there was important business. I'll be home too. Aunty's back in the room, I know aunty must be tired."

"Yes, if that's your aunt, excuse me."

"Most certainly Arshad is tired too. O Allah protect wherever the husband of the servant is, O Allah. After reading the do'a, Aisha finally fell asleep.

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The clock has shown at half-time, Aisyah is awake and sees that the mattress next to her is still cool and neat. It shows that Arshad is not home yet.

"O Allah, where did Arshad go, O Allah?"said Aisyah who was worried about her husband.

Aisha decided to get up and perform the Tahajud prayer. After performing the tahajud prayer, Aisyah was surprised by the sound of the house bell. Aisha soon got up from her prayer still by using her face and walked out to the door of the house.

Bi Nah who also seemed to want to open the door immediately stopped when she saw Aisyah.

"Let me just bi. Auntie went to sleep. It must be Arshad who came home. "

"Well, that's it already." Bi Nah went back to her room to sleep. Aisha opened the door and found Arshad with her flat face.

"Assalamualaikum. "said Arshad coldly and passed leaving Aisyah straight for the room before Aisyah answered her greetings. After locking the door, Aisyah followed Arshad to the room.

"Where the hell is it? How just got home? I made you some warm tea for the mas..."

"No need.." cut off Arshad who had walked closer to Aisha who was still wearing her face.

"I need to talk to you." said Arshad still cold.

"Ma_ what are you talking about?"asked Aisyah nervously.

Arshad was now standing a step away from Aisyah.

"Our marriage is just a forced marriage because the will is not clear your father. So you don't have to expect more of my love and attention." said Arshad full of emphasis and certainly directly pierced Aisyah's heart. Like thousands of sharp needles that did not stop piercing his heart.

"But I never felt forced to marry you mas.." said Aisyah with tears that had flowed on her cheeks. Honestly, she couldn't hold back her tears.

"That's you not me. I was very forced to marry you. Were it not for the ummi who forced me, I would also never have been willing to marry a simple and old-fashioned woman like you. In this house, do whatever you want but not by interfering in my affairs. We live in one house, sleep one room but with each other's affairs and assume we don't know each other."

"But I..."

"I do not like to be denied. "cut Arshad again firmly.

"OK if that's what you want. I'm following. I won't interfere in anything about your affairs and neither will you. But one thing, I will continue to carry out my duties as your wife. It's up to you to accept that or not. What is clear is that I will continue to carry out my duties." said Aisyah and went straight to the bathroom.

"Whatever! And one more thing don't ever spout out there if you're my wife!"shouts Arshad from outside. Aisyah covered her mouth withstanding her sobbing and crying voice so as not to be heard. This is really painful. His heart was so tight as it was hit hard. And so painful as a thousand needles.

'Is this happy, God? What happiness is meant?why is it so sick?what marriage is this God?' moans Aisyah in heart.

Aisha chose to wash her face and come out. He saw that Arshad was already sound asleep. Even after saying such a painful thing, he could still fall asleep so soundly.

Aisha took the Qur'an at a table which she felt belonged to Arshad and went to the central room. He decided to teach while waiting for dawn. He also wanted to calm his heart and mind at this moment. Complain to Allah so that he is given ease in dealing with the problems in his household.