The Aisyah Love Pier
Meet Via

Akmal held Aisyah's hand out of the car. They walked together towards the building where Mr. Andreas' party was going on.

"Halo Aisyah, Akmal, you came too" said Via, who was at the entrance so kindly.

Akmal stared intently at the woman, he furrowed his brows at the attitude of Via who suddenly changed as if he was very accepting of the presence of Aisyah and herself, whereas yesterday he deliberately wanted to do something that could break his household.

Unlike Akmal, Aisyah showed her smile to the woman.

"While Akmal was chatting with Mr. Andreas, we went there yuk, it just so happened that there were many female colleagues, let me introduce you to them," Via said, pointing at her friends.

Akmal tightened his grip on Aisyah's hand, making the veiled woman turn towards him. Looked at the little trunks of the man.

"Akmal, do you want your beautiful wife to be the center of attention among the people of Adam there? If their minds are good, how dirty? Via Sayang.

Akmal was still unmoved, what Via said was true, Akmal had to greet the owner first, but he did not want his wife to be in the midst of the adam who was gathering with Mr. Andreas. But on the other hand, there is a sense of worry to the wife if she goes with Via without him.

Though his initial intention he only wanted to avoid slander if he went alone because he knew Via would definitely be present. But after coming here, it feels like he wants to go home soon.

Aisyah smiled looking at Akmal who seemed to be thinking hard. He gently rubbed his arm to make the man look at him.

"It's okay, Mom. Go say hello to Mr. Andreas while I will wait for you with them" Aisyah said, nodding her head.

"Well, if that's the case, I'll say hello to Mr. Andreas for a bit, then we'll go home." Akmal gently rubbed Aisyah's head covered in a veil, then left.

Via looked at Akmal's back which was getting further away and then turned to look at Aisyah. "Yuk," he asked as he pulled the hand of the veiled woman.

"Hay guys, this is Pak Akmal's wife, her name is Ayesha." Via introduces Aisyah to her friends who wear sexy dresses like her.

Aisyah's presence made them look at each other, one by one they looked at Aisyah from top to bottom as if she was being a fashion judge.

"Pak Akmal from PT. ZK is yeah?" ask one of his friends.

"Yes," replied Via while looking at his phone. "Eh I picked up the phone first well, you know me first," said Via and left Aisyah with her friends.

"I heard you married Siri first before your wedding reception, why?" ask one of the women.

"Don't tell me you're preoccupied" his other friend asked.

"No, we have our own reasons for marrying siri first" Aisyah replied.

"Kok can the fact that Mr. Akmal wants to be with you, when compared to Via, he is much more beautiful and sexy, you know" said one of them.

"Why Via?" ask some of his friends.

"Huh? As you do not know, Mr. Akmal is the former most beautiful Via, even they almost married you."

"Well, it's a pity that they're so compatible when they're seen."

They were now talking as if Aisha was not with them. Even so Aisyah only responded casually, she tried hard not to get carried away with feelings let alone to get provoked by emotions.

Until one of the women approached Aisyah and held her veil. "Why are you wearing this? Are you covering your face that isn't as good looking as Via?" her sarcasm, made all of them laugh mockingly towards Aisyah.

Aisyah began to furrow her brows as what she was wearing started to get a sneer.

"I don't know that among educated people like you there are still primitive thoughts," said Aisyah, making all the women who had laughed at her instantly speechless.

"Eh, what do you think we're primitive?" asked one of the women while looking intently at Aisyah.

"If my clothes like this you say are outdated, then what about your clothes that are said to follow the times but are getting more open and show the body? If that's what you think, it means he's much more modern than you are" Aisyah said, pointing at a pet cat carried by a small child.

"What did you say?" one of the women approached Aisyah with a sharp look.

"Sorry before, I didn't mean to equate you with him, I just made a parable, hopefully you can understand what I mean" he continued so calmly.

"Basar jal*ng, in fact Via is much more suitable together with Mr. Akmal, you are nothing," said one of the women who began to ignite emotions and was about to forcefully pull Aisyah's veil.

Unfortunately, Aisyah's hand was much faster preventing the woman's hand from touching her veil.

"Don't touch my veil!" firmly Aisyah while jerking the woman's hand.

"You don't need to compare me to Via because it won't affect me" Aisyah said and left.

"Where are you going?" asked Via who had just arrived, making Aisyah stop her steps and turn to look at Via.

"I want to go there" Aisyah said as she pointed towards Akmal.

"He's still talking to Mr. Andreas, come here first and see this." Via offers a glass of orange juice to Aisyah.

It just so happened that the current esophagus of Aisyah felt dry after much talking earlier, making her feel a little thirsty, and without any suspicion at all, Aisyah received the orange juice.

"Thank you" said Aisyah. The woman immediately looked for a seat and drank the juice until the remaining half.

Via and his friends smiled slanting towards Aisyah. "We'll see an embarrassing performance after this" Via whispered to his friends, making them all stare at Aisyah with impatient gazes

Sure enough, a few minutes later, Aisyah felt her head start to get dizzy and there was discomfort in her body.

"Astaghfirullah, my body why?" inner Aisyah tried to remain calm while glancing towards Via and her friends who had been staring at her as if they were waiting for something.

"Is this Via? Did he give me alcohol?" inner Aisyah guessed while holding her body so as not to show any reaction.

"Don't react anyway?" ask one of his friends to whisper.

"Patience, wait a minute" replied Via in a whisper.

"For a long time, I can't wait to see the show."

"Well, at least the cure has started to react."

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