She (Unconsidered Wife)

She (Unconsidered Wife)
Equally Distant


The days after the wedding night, more precisely after the incident, the relationship between Aisyah and Arshad was increasingly tenuous. Arshad, who had never spoken to Ayesha again, and Aisha.


They were still eating and sleeping as usual, just that there was no more small talk or debate between them as they used to do. There is only silence.


Every now and then Aisyah glanced at Arshad who was now busy eating his breakfast with occasional glances at mobile phones. Actually Arshad was late to the office, but even so he still took time to eat breakfast at home. That was enough to make Aisyah happy.


After breakfast, Arshad got up from his chair and took his bag.


"Bi, I'm going to the office first! Assalamualaikum!" pamit Arshad yelled a little because bi Nah was in the back garden.


With a little haste bi Nah walked forward, "wa'alaikumussalam,mas. Careful."


And of course Arshad went without saying goodbye to Aisha. Bi Nah looked at Aisyah with concern. I don't know what happened to these two men. Since the wedding night, no one's spoken to each other. And it's been days like this. Fortunately, both of Khadijah's parents did not stay here anymore and had lived with Anam and Khadijah for the next few days before they finally returned to Solo. If there are still two Khadijah parents, it will be more uncomfortable because faced with this situation.


Aisyah looked down with tears that she could no longer bear. Rumbling sounds to make bi Nah more concerned.


"Sir, is it okay?"ask bi Nah. Aisyah immediately wiped her tears and rose from her seat, "nothing, bi."


Aisyah decided to go to the room, but when she got in front of the stairs, Aisyah suddenly held on to the staircase divider while holding her head with one hand. His ears were buzzing and his head was hurting. The more pain he felt, the harder he held the barrier.


"Mom! Astaghfirullah, why?!"bi Nah helped Aisyah stand up properly and delivered Aisyah to the room. Bi Nah also laid Aisyah on the mattress and brought water to Aisyah.


"Please drink first!"Aisyah sat leaning on the head of the bed and drank the water that bi Nah gave her.


"Bi Well get me some medicine for a second huh, mbak."


"Not to bi. Please get the vitamins in the nightstand drawer."sela Aisyah.


"Ohhh well, mbak,"bi Well open the nightstand drawer and right, there's a vitamin that Aisyah means there.


Bi Nah gave the vitamin to Aisyah and was taken by Aisyah.


"Bi Nah perhatiin mbak Aisyah often soybean and sick lately. A lot of thoughts, huh?"ask bi Nah.


"Not too bi, but yes indeed now there are many tasks on campus. So a little tired. But it's okay, finished taking vitamins also immediately better, bi. Don't worry!"


"Yes already, if so bi Nah phone mas Arshad first yes mbak, for the news about mbak."


"No!"Aisyah yelled a little, "m_I mean, no need to tell mas Arshad about this, bi. Mas Arshad must also be very busy with his kingdom in the office. Moreover, he was also very late, right. I'd pity her Arshad if she had to go home again. Better to keep it working."


"It's okay if bi Nah lives down, mbak?"tanya bi Nah hesitated. Because after all he was still worried about leaving Aisyah alone.


Aisyah nodded, "nothing. Aunty don't worry."


"Yes, if so, aunt said retreat first yes, mbak. If you need anything, call aunty."


"Yes, bi. Thanks to ya."


"Yes, ma'am."


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In the afternoon, Aisha woke up from her sleep. The pain in his head did not go away. Aisyah also took her phone which was on the nightstand. He's looking for someone's contact.


Aisyah also contacted the contact of the person she was referring to,"Halo.."sayak Aisyah lirih made people across there panic.


"Aisha, what's wrong with you? Aisha?!"yell that guy.


Aisyah with a weak-sounding breath tried to speak. I don't know why it feels so hard to do that.


"Sir_sister Rizky_ s_sick, sis."


Rizky panicked and immediately took the keys to her car on her desk.


"Sister to your house now. You wait a minute. Survive Aisyah!"Aisyah nodded though she could not see Rizky.


"Don't turn off the phone, ok!"Rizky has now sped towards Aisyah's house. With a high enough speed he tried to come as fast as possible. Sometimes he would talk to Aisyah all the way.


"Dad?"


"Hm."


Just hearing that little mumble made Rizky even more anxious about Aisyah's condition there. After a while, Rizky finally arrived at Aisyah's house.


Aisyah shook her head, "no brother, let me go ahead. I'll wait in the car."


"Related?"


"Yeah." Yeah."


Aisyah turned off the phone and tried to get up from the bed. After that he saw his reflection in the mirror. His pale face looked like an undead. Dry lips with dark eye circles. Horrifically. One word for himself at this moment. Fortunately, Arshad did not see himself like this.


Aisyah tidied up the hujab she was wearing. After that, not wasting a long time, Aisyah directly grabbed her bag and mobile phone. Aisyah walked down the stairs carefully.


"Loh mbak's? Went where? Just rest in the room."bi Nah who was cleaning immediately approached Aisyah who looked like she was about to leave with such a limp state.


"I have to go to college, bi. Maybe a little long."


"Not on leave today, ma'am? This pale mother."


"It's okay, bi. It was more than that earlier. I'll go first."


"Eh, wait mbak! I've long forgotten to love this."bi Nah gave Aisyah's cell phone that Aisyah thought was missing.


"It's..."


"It's out of time because Aisyah left a while ago. So, bi Well save."


Aisyah smiled, "thank you, bi. I think it's gone."


"Sama-sama, let's go."


"Then I go first. Assalamualaikum."


"Wa'alaikumussalam."


Aisyah came out of the house and approached Rizky who was seen pacing back and forth waiting for her beside the car. Upon seeing Aisyah, Rizky hurriedly opened the car door for Aisyah and let Aisyah in.


"We're going to the hospital now. You hold it, yeah!"rizky said before going to the hospital.


Arriving at the hospital, Aisyah was taken by a cage because she was unconscious. Rizky checked on Aisyah. Aisyah's condition was really weak at the moment.


On the other hand, Arshad was sitting in the meeting room unsettled. There was a feeling of worry, but what? He also had no idea what he was feeling. There is an inexplicable unrest.


"Can get here first. You may disband." said Arshad, making all those present look at each other out of astonishment. But inevitably they still have to disperse.


After they all dispersed, Arshad hurriedly walked out of the meeting room. But just a step away, his hand was blocked by Rio.


"Where are you going?"ask Rio.


"To the room."


"Is there a problem?"ask Rio again.


Arshad thought for a moment and then shook his head. Right, no problem. But is there really nothing? Arshad turned around and rested his body on the table.


Rio was getting more astonished. What is this unrest? What's wrong with this friend?


"Aisha again?"


Arshad looked at Rio for a moment then left just like that. Rio could only sigh. Sometimes he gets tired of seeing his best friend's life go wrong. Sometimes seeing Arshad's household problems like this, made him afraid to get married. Would he pass such tests?


Arshad sat in his big chair while looking at the photo of his wedding with Aisyah. For these few days he ignored Aisyah felt so exhausting to him. Is it true that he did this?


'But no matter what the problem, face it! Don't Aisha stay away, you also stay away! Get to him, solve the problem.'


'Solve a problem that even Arshad doesn't understand? Can Arshad, abi?'


'Sometimes there are things we don't have to hear and we can understand, Arshad. Woman is her field a riddle. Sometimes they say it's okay, when there's nothing. We won't understand with just that 'it's okay' word. It takes sensitivity for a man to understand that meaning.'


Arshad rubbed his face violently. How could he forget abi's words? why is he moving away now? if this continues, he's only exacerbating the problem.


"Oh Allah, I became disheartened because of this jealousy. How could I forget that what I did would only make things worse? astaghfirullah hal'adhim. I'm sorry, Ayesha."