The Aisyah Love Pier
He's Not Mandatory

Love, would you leave if one day what you hope you won't get?

Love, would I be evil if I couldn't be the perfect woman for you? Would I be selfish if I wished you were always by my imperfect side?

One tear managed to escape to the cheek of the woman who had just stood on the balcony of the room alone, as bad memories that have damaged her heart in the past again disturb her calm when remembering things pregnant.

Aira said I'm pregnant, how can I get pregnant while I'm currently on the moon. Can I get pregnant? Will my household this time be intact to His Heaven? Or just a glimpse like before?

Whether it had been how many times the question had crossed his mind, he was really scared this time. Fear of not being able to make a husband happy, fear that his household failed and fear of falling in the same wound hole.

In the middle of the eternality, two burly hands felt to infiltrate between his arms and hug his slender belly from behind.

"What do you think, honey?" ask Akmal gently.

Aisyah rubbed her husband's hand which was on her stomach slowly.

"Mas, if you were told to choose between wives and children's wives, which would you choose?" ask Aisyah.

"Why do you ask that?"

"Jawab is in your heart, Mommy."

"Everyone wants a wife-child in their family. But sometimes they forget that not all relationships of wives must be endowed with children, because children are the trust of a secret God. Choosing children's wives as a benchmark in the household often causes a rift if the benchmark is not met."

"So according to my personal view, I prefer wives, but that does not mean I do not want children, it may be said to be more resigned to God, if dikasi well grateful, he said, if not, stay grateful. Happiness can be obtained in various ways, one of them by always being grateful."

Aisyah pulled both ends of her lips, her heart warmed when she heard Akmal's reply which was quite soothing and calming to her mind.

"Hope, said Mama earlier you are not healthy? How are you standing here anyway? It's cold, come in yuk." Akmal embraced Aisyah's waist and carried her to the mattress. He helped Aisyah to lie down and pull the blanket up to her chest.

"Rest baby, you must be tired." Akmal kissed Aisyah's forehead. "I'll be out for a while with Mama and Aira telling me, call me if you need anything" he continued and got a nod from Aisyah.

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While in the room next to Ainun looked so nervous, he chose to sit on the sofa that was in Zafran's room with legs that were unceasingly moving up and down quickly. Though he who asked to rest because he was tired while in the backyard earlier, but instead of sleeping he was even more agitated not kermuan.

The gurgling sound of water in the bathroom rang out in his ears like music that added adrenaline, making his heart beat faster than usual. And the sound of the bathroom door opening was like the sound of thunder that made him aghast at being so shocked.

"You why? It hurt?" Zafran walked up to Ainun and sat right beside him, even his arms touching each other, making Ainun more frozen and goosebumps like being touched by ice.

Ainun is a girl who has never been touched by a man other than her father and sister, since childhood she has always been taught to keep her boundaries with men instead of mahrom. No wonder, one touch has managed to make his body like electrocuted.

"What is he even?" Zafran turned towards the wife who was still silent not responding.

"Ainun?" call him the umpteenth time while touching the hand of the wife that feels so cold.

"Astaghfirullah, yes sir. I was daydreaming, "he said quickly.

Zafran laughed softly. "Why are you daydreaming? Oh yeah, I'm your husband not your father."

"Eh, i-iya sorry. I'm used to calling you sir," Ainun's great-grandson.

"Yes, now change the habit you call me from Sir, become Mas, how?"

"Mas Zafran" he said, then bowed in shame.

Zafran smiled at Ainun's behavior, he flanked his chin and raised his face until his two beads met again.

"If you talk to your husband, you see his eyes" said Zafran.

"I-iya Mas, sorry," he said staring at Zafran's beautiful eyeballs.

"Well, now you rest well, you must be tired," Zafran asked.

After making sure Ainun was asleep, Zafran decided to get out of his room. From afar he could see his cousin sitting alone on the porch of his house, while the others were back to rest.

"What's wrong with you, Mal?" zafran asked his cousin.

Akmal turned to the direction where Zafran had now landed his buttocks, not far from his current seat.

"Not sleeping, Bang? Usually the newlyweds sleep fast," asked Akmal.

"What the hell, I'm not sleepy, you yourself why haven't you slept?"

"Sama, I'm not sleepy either."

"Why are you sitting here alone?" ask Zafran.

Akmal took a slow breath. He immediately remembered Aisyah's attitude in the kitchen after talking to Bude Luna. To be honest he had heard a glimpse of the conversation of the two, but did not really understand because he only heard half of it. He began to understand the meaning of the conversation when Aisyah gave him a related question about the child.

"Can I please Aisha? And reassure her that I'm different from her ex-husband?"

Akmal asked himself but he deliberately listened to Zafran for advice indirectly.

Zafran turned his head towards Akmal who was currently staring straight ahead.

"You know, before you married Ayesha, there were already more than 10 people who had proposed to her, but all were rejected." Zafran knew it through Bude Luna of course.

"Why rejected?"

"Because they want the perfect Aisha" Zafran replied. "Not a soul mate" he continued.

"What does Brother mean? Isn't Aisha the perfect woman? This time Akmal felt there was so much he did not know about his wife.

"I'm sorry that I never told you, it's because I believe you sincerely love Aisha, actually ...." Zafran began to explain all the information he obtained from Bude Luna related to the accident that had been experienced by Aisyah to make her lose her womb and lose one ovary.

Akmal looks rubbed his eyes to hear the story of the wife. Even the injuries he had experienced in the past instantly meant nothing after hearing the wounds Aisyah had sustained, it was extremely painful to be in her position.

"How is Akmal, after hearing this story, are you still going to love Aisyah as your wife?" ask Zafran at the end of the story.

"Aisha is not barren, she is healthy. Even if she's barren, I'll still love her and always be by her side."

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