She (Unconsidered Wife)
Lost moments

Arshad went into his house and shouted Aisha's name, but there was no answer. Is it too late?

"Bi Well? Where's aisyah?"arshad asked when he found his maid in the kitchen.

"Mbak Aisyah was gone about half an hour ago, mas." replied bi Nah.

"She said no, where are you going?"ask expectantly.

"No, mas. Ma'am Aisyah just said that if she wanted to leave, I was asked to take care of all the needs of Arshad.already that's it." he explained.

Dashed is his hope. Ummi did not want to tell her, now even her maid did not know where Aisyah was going. Is it really too late?

"So it also seems that Aisyah went in such a hurry, mas."so bi Nah.

Arshad nodded weakly, "thank you bi, if that's how I go to the room first."

"Yes, my mom."

*****

"Bi, Aisyah is seriously going home to Solo? because the problem is the same Arshad? well bi, what if they're divorced?"ask ummi in a panic.

"Yes no. Aisyah went home to Solo because there is important business, he said. Anam wants a proposal."

"Suddenly?"

"Yes, he said Anam's candidate had a phone call. He said someone wanted to propose to him, but luckily he had not met the woman's parents. So Anam hastily went there before the first man. Well, Aisha herself went there because she wanted to nemenin Anam."

Ummi breathes a sigh of relief. Thankfully nothing happened. He was really unwilling to see Arshad and Aisyah get divorced. Never will be willing.

"Thank God. Hope the proposal is good."

"Aamiin's."

*****

On the other hand, Aisyah was on the plane. He sat by the window and looked out the window.

"Are you reporting on Arshad?"ask Anam.

Aisyah turned to look at Anam and then shook her head.

"Later to arrive. I still feel bad because I was angry. Maybe it would be better if Arshad's mas is calm, then I'm on the phone."

Anam nodded in understanding and Aisyah looked back at the window while breathing out softly. He thought it was better for them to calm down for now. Fear later Arshad will be more upset if he calls.

Whereas on the other side Arshad with a tangled face and a quick step to open the closet, but he did not see a single dress Aisyah.

"Aisha is really gone." she said softly. He dropped to the floor and leaned on the edge of the bed.

"Where are you, Shah?"lirih Arshad while rubbing the rough hair and face. Arshad pulled out his phone and contacted Aisyah. Once, twice even after the umpteenth time he tried to contact Aisyah, there was still no answer. Even after he sent a message, not a single reply was read.

Finally Arshad gave up and immediately turned off his phone. He must find Aisha. The campus? looks like he should go there tomorrow. It doesn't matter if ummi doesn't want to tell her. He can search for himself.

*****

The next day Aisyah was seen sweeping the yard of her house. He hasn't been here in a long time. Since High School he has been with his parents to Jakarta and only this time he returned.

"Cha, borrow hp dong! Brother wants Khadijah's phone to say we're going to his house today."

Aisyah nodded and went inside the house to pick up her phone. He searches for his phone in the bag but there is nothing, then Aisyah looks for it in the suitcase and in the drawer remains unaccounted for.

"Well, how come there's nothing? Where's?"

"Why?"ask Anam.

"I didn't see you, brother."

"Lost meaning?"

"This is because the quality does not permit the same husband. Hence, if you say you are reporting. It says it's a mulu."

"Kok so angry gini, anyway? help, dong! how, anyway?"sergeant Aisyah while constantly pacing back and forth looking for her phone.

"Gak ah. Sorry, it's busy."Anam left Aisha.

"Huh?! Ih, how is it?! brother Anam! helpin! Brother Anam!"yelled Aisyah but did not care about Anam.

Aisyah also sat in bed and tried to remember where she lived her cell phone.

"Where, huh? duh, forgot..."

On the other hand Arshad is now in front of the Aisyah campus. He should be able to get Aisyah's address.

Arshad went to the information room. Along the way, not a few students admired his charm. Especially the girls. But Arshad is not his name if he responds to the girls. He thinks they're all just dust that doesn't matter at all.

"Excuse me."why Arshad when he got to the information room.

A girl who seemed to be a student at this university instantly stared at the source of the voice. He was surprised to see the handsome man before him. Maybe luck sided with him today, he thought.

Feeling unresponsive, Arshad greeted again.

"Excuse me."

The girl finally regained her senses and immediately smiled as sweetly as possible.

"Oh yes, please sit down. Can anyone help?"ask her with a gaze that continues to adore.

"I need someone's address." replied Arshad shortly after he sat down.

The girl smiled, "then knew the address. Want to sleepy yes."murmamnya.

"I'm sorry? what did you say?"ask Arshad.

The girl shook her head quickly, "nothing, kok. Wait a minute, yeah!"he took a small piece of paper and wrote down his home address. That made Arshad amazed by the behavior of the girl before him. Wait, this girl's not misunderstanding him, is she?

"Sorry, what are you doing?"ask Arshad.

The girl looked at Arshad proudly, then with her pedal said, "let's write the address."

"Do you know whose address I asked for?"ask Arshad.

The girl who was still writing her address instantly stopped and looked at Arshad with a questioning look.

"Whose address?"tanyakanya.

"Aisha Shaqila az-zahra." replied Arshad.

THE DUAR!

It felt like lightning was twitching to each other in his ears at this moment. Embarrassed? sure is. Wait, did this man before him realize his stupidity? more precisely, was this man aware of his greatness?

After a few moments of silence, trying to be ordinary, he immediately said, "sorry, but the university can not just give personal information students."

"But I really need. This is very important."please Arshad.

"But still can't. Sorry again, please come out!"

Arshad immediately stood up and was about to leave from there, but only a step back.

"Whose address did you write to?"arshad asked flatly to make the girl flutter.

"I. This is not an address. It's a prescription drug."

"I just found out there's a recipe for the Rose Complex block B." said Arshad then left there leaving the girl whose face had been flushed red with embarrassment.

"Why can I fuck that, anyway? Oh gosh. But why did he find Aisyah's address, huh? Is that Aisyah, huh? I wonder for so long, why does every guy like him so much? wait for me everywhere."