The Aisyah Love Pier
She's For You

Aisyah woke up when she heard the sound of people singing, the same voice when she was on the dock at that time. The woman positioned herself to sit for a moment after reciting the prayer. She scanned the whole room, looking for the whereabouts of the husband who had been cold to her since last night.

Aisyah fixed the veil that she deliberately wore while sleeping, then went to find a husband and the voice of people who had once made her want to hear it again. Now his gaze was fixed on the balcony of the room where the door was slightly open.

Slowly she approached and peeked out a little, and her heart warmed when she realized that the voice belonged to Akmal, her husband. It is fitting that he felt familiar with the voice of Akmal, it turns out he was the owner of the beautiful voice. The voice that had unknowingly made her fall in love, and she was grateful that the owner of the voice was her own husband.

Time still shows at 02:00 in the morning, but until now Akmal can not close his eyes. His heart was so agitated that he chose to teach to calm his heart. Not wanting to disturb Aisyah who had fallen asleep, she chose to study on the balcony of the room, even though the cold temperature pierced her bones.

"Can I join?" asked Aisyah while sitting next to him, despite not getting any response from the man.

"Your voice is so beautiful when teaching," praise Aisyah want to eliminate the awkwardness that is again present between them.

"Thank you, why don't you sleep? It's midnight." Akmal closed the Qur'an that he had read.

"I should have asked you like that, did anything bother you so much that you couldn't sleep?" ask Aisyah.

There was a rough gasp of breath from the man even though they were restricted by a table.

"You better be normal with me, don't be too kind to me, don't pay too much attention to me" Akmal said.

Aisyah furrowed her brows looking at the man. "Why?"

"Because Zafran could have asked you back and I don't want to fall deeper because of this feeling of mine" Akmal said.

"I don't want any of this, I'm not comfortable with all your treatment of me" Akmal replied lying.

Aisyah let out a lethargic breath after hearing Akmal's words. His chest felt tight, tears began to gather in his eyes.

"I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable" he said briefly and then left the place.

The sound of the door opening and closing. Akmal was sure, Aisyah had come out of that room. Now that he felt his chest, he also felt pain but it was better than he would be getting sick later.

"I'm sorry, Aisyah. Forgive my childish attitude. Later you will be happy with Zafran, when it happens, forget me," he said with a trembling voice.

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On the other hand, Aisyah sat on the edge of Ainun's bed. His gaze was sad, his hands squeezed his robe so tightly that it appeared fine veins on his white hands.

"See, what's wrong with you?" Ainun sat beside Aisyah while embracing her shoulders.

"Ainun, have I had any faults all this time? Why do I feel like I am being punished by God? I-I just felt a little happiness, but then I'm back in the slump down." Ayesha's voice was choked in her throat, a sobbing of bated cries could be heard gushing out from her mouth.

"Don't hold it, Shay. I don't know what your problem is, but if you want to cry out just let it come out carrying your sadness, don't hold it because it will torture you," said Ainun directly hugging the body of his best friend.

It was so felt that Aisyah's body was shaking from crying in her arms, even her clothes on her shoulders were now wet with the tears of her best friend.

"If you get into trouble, positive think well, God just wants to strengthen you, I'm sure real happiness is waiting for you there." Ainun patted Aisyah's back softly.

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The morning sun was so bright that it began to radiate its warmth. Akmal still sat quietly on the bed after performing the morning prayers. Every now and then he glanced at Aisyah's belongings, there was a sense of guilt that perched in Akmal's heart, he realized that he had hurt her, but he could do nothing.

The fear of losing Aisyah made her unable to think clearly. In the end, he decided to get out of the room to run in the morning and immediately visit Zafran. At dawn, he received news from Sofi's mother if Zafran was conscious.

Tok tok tok tok

The sound of knocking on the door made him move and open it.

"Assalamu 'alaikum, Brother. Bang Zafran has woken up, Mama and I want to go see how she is doing, will Brother and Sister Aisyah go too?"

Akmal let out a lethargic breath, he had thought that if the one who knocked on the door was Aisyah, it turned out that her sister, Aira.

"What the hell, brother? If you don't want to go yet, let me go with Aisyah" protested Aira.

"No need, later he was with his brother," Akmal refused and left Aira who snorted because of his brother's attitude.

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Akmal arrived at the hospital alone. He actually stopped at the hospital after doing a morning run. His intention this time wanted to see the condition of Zafran, after checking it out he would return to the hotel for a bath and breakfast.

"Assalamu 'alaikum, '" he said entering Zafran's nursery.

"Wa'alaikum salam, loh kok itself, which other?" zafran replied and asked immediately.

"Loh, Mama and Aira haven't come yet?" Akmal asked back, he stepped his feet closer to Zafran's bed

"Yet, you're the first one to come, oh right, didn't you come with Aisyah?" ask Zafran again.

"He ... he will follow Ainun," he replied. "How are you doing, Bang? Where's aunt Sofi?" the question was quick to shift the conversation initially.

However, it seems that his efforts were in vain. Zafran squinted at him, as if he was feeling something wrong.

"Honestly to me, do you still not treat Ayesha as the husband does to his wife?"

Akmal was silent, as soon as his throat felt dry, it was difficult to swallow saliva. Honestly, he felt slapped by Zafran's question, so far he really does not deserve to be called a husband.

Isn't he so selfish? He was cold to Aisyah to keep his feelings, but without realizing it, at the same time he had hurt the feelings of the innocent woman.

"Pardon me, Bang," she cried with a quivering voice.

"Ck, you are, are you acting like this because you think I gave up Aisha for Aisha's honor? No, Mal! I let him go because of you!" zafran pointed towards Akmal.

"What's? Because me?"

"Yes, Mal. I gave Aisha to you because I know you love her!"

Degh, Akmal's heart immediately beat fast at Zafran's words, but again he could not say anything, his chest felt tight, as if holding back the rumble that wanted to break out immediately.

"You're perfect, even more perfect than me, Mal. You are healthy, different from me. Even though I recovered from this kidney failure, you are still more perfect than me. I want the perfect match for Aisyah and it's only on you."

Akmal was silent for a moment digesting Zafran's words.

"So, you mean, even if you have recovered from this pain of yours, you will not ask Aisha to come back to you?" ask Akmal at the end.

"What kind of bod0h thinking is that? Akmal, you've been smart since you were a child, why in just an instant did you become a bod0h and child-minded like this?" Zafran Sarkas. "Of course not, this is the destiny that God has arranged for you" he continued.

Akmal's head instantly pulsed. Guilt and regret now enveloped his mind. Slowly he stepped back away from Zafran then immediately turned around without saying anything. All he had on his mind right now was Aisyah, his wife, the woman he had actually loved so much since the very beginning of the first meeting.

Chequelek

"Where are you going?" asked Aira who passed by him in the doorway.

"I want to pick up Aisha," she replied with a trembling voice and dewy eyes.

"Well, isn't this morning Aisyah and Ainun going back to Indonesia? He said goodbye to mom," Shalwa's mother said a little surprised.

"What?"

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