The Aisyah Love Pier
Guilt

Billy

This is a real photo, but the original ngibulnya 😂

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Billy

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The sound of incoming messages on Aisyah's phone made the cleaning activity of the woman pause for a moment. He smiled when he saw the name of Zauiji's contact as the sender of the message. However, her smile was instantly lost when she saw the photo sent by her husband.

The photo containing the picture of Aisyah is still complete with a veil and behind her is a man who seems to be clinging to her.

"Astaghfirullah, what is this photo? How could I get this close as a man I don't even recognize" his monologue was so shocked. He wanted to contact Akmal, but apparently he lost quickly because now a video call from the husband had entered first.

Aisyah took a breath and slowly exhaled while preparing the words she would use to explain the untrue photo.

"Assalamu 'alaikum, '" he said after raising the call. It was very desirable that he expressed his happiness and longing when he saw the face of the man he so longed for. However, the presence of the photo managed to make him afraid as well as embarrassed as a woman.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, have you seen the photo I sent?" ask the man with a flat face.

"Already, Mas. But the photo was fake, I never took a picture of a man like that, I didn't even recognize the man" he replied with a worried look, worried that Akmal wouldn't believe him.

Instead of answering, there was the sound of laughter from Akmal across the phone.

"Why are you laughing?" asked Aisyah confused.

"It was a photo that Via sent, maybe he thought I was so innocent that he wanted to trick me with such an edit" Akmal replied.

"So you trust me? it was just an edit," asked Aisyah.

"Of course I trust you, honey. You take it easy, he will no longer bother you because Billy has taken care of it" Akmal said.

"Billy?"

"Yes, he was a friend of mine at my High School, I asked him to report Via to the police station on charges of spreading fake news, and Billy had already made sure Mr. Andreas would not be able to release him."

"But, Mas. Pity her if in prison, she is pregnant, you know" said Aisyah.

"It's okay, it's better for him to be in prison than for him to bother you, even if he can harm you if he's allowed to continue" Akmal said.

Long enough they talk while releasing the longing that has gnawed at their hearts. There was a sense of relief after everything was clear and nothing was covered. In the end trusting and honest with each other made their hearts calm.

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Three months later,

A veiled woman was walking down the corridor while carrying a canteen containing many items.

He entered a room where there was already a table and two chairs facing each other. Shortly after, a woman in a typical orange prisoner uniform came in escorted by a warden and sat him in a chair. It was obvious that his stomach was growing bigger despite being covered by a loose uniform attached to his body.

"This is the third time you've been here, what do you mean? If you want to laugh at me please, I don't care" said Via Ketus.

Aisyah just smiled without answering and took the bag she was carrying.

"This is pregnant milk packed in a ready-to-drink box. You can drink it twice a day. Then this one is a vitamin for your health and your content" explained Aisyah.

"I do not love you, you should be thankful that God still believes you have a child despite your mistakes until the child is present. Many want children, but not yet allowed by God including me, as you said at that time."

Via stared at the woman sitting before him.

"I was in your position, pregnant with a child and felt morning sickness, unfortunately it only lasted 2 months" said Aisyah smiled thinly.

Via silently heard the words of Aisyah, he did not expect it turned out that Akmal's wife was not barren, she had even been pregnant before.

"I had an accident that ended in my womb, and one of my ovaries had to be removed. You are lucky to have everything. As long as Allah trusts you, please take good care of that trust, you are her mother, Vi," Aisyah said.

Unknowingly, Via's tears began to wet her cheeks, a feeling of tightness filled her chest, there was a sense of regret that was embracing her heart after hearing Aisyah's story, slowly her hands were raised to rub her distended stomach.

"Why are you still nice to me after what I did to you and your husband?" asked Via softly while bowed with a trembling voice.

"Because I'm a woman, Vi, I understand your feelings and situation. After all this you have to live well, give yourself a chance to change for the better, at least for your child's sake, be with him and grow up and learn a lot of things," obviously Aisyah while holding Via's hand.

Via did not immediately reply, he was silent for a moment, then he began to say "Thank you, Aisyah, thank you," he began to sob.

Aisyah patted Via softly, trying to give strength to the woman, what she was experiencing at this time was very heavy, but all of this is a result of what he did in the past.

"You must be strong, Vi. I'm sure you're a great mom. I say goodbye first" said Aisyah then got up from the chair and walked out leaving Via bowed and crying.

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Via walked gontai towards his place behind bars, his hand carrying what Aisyah had just given.

"Come in and pack your things, after this you can go out" said the female warden who brought Via.

"What do you mean?" ask Via a little confused.

"The woman who visited you has dropped her charges, and you're free today."

Like being hit by a heavy load, Via's legs immediately felt limp and slid to the floor. The woman again sobbed, again guilt enveloped her heart. "Thank you Aisyah, I realize you're a good woman, lucky Akmal has you. I promise, after this I won't bother you anymore."

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Days change weeks, weeks change months, so many things happen during that time, not only incising emotionally draining memories, but also making so many beautiful memories, full of love and longing that words cannot describe.

Today coincides with the anniversary of the thanksgiving of Ainun and Zafran children who had been delayed for two months. All families come to pray in person. Starting from the Zafran family and Ainun themselves, the Aisyah and Bude Luna families, Ibu Shalwa and Aira who have graduated from college and work in the same city as Aisyah today. In fact they stayed at Aisyah and Akmal's house for as long as the man sailed.

"Assalamu 'alaikum Baby Umar, because Allah is very sincere" said Aisyah while poking the nose of a 2-month-old baby boy who was in Ainun's arms.

"Thank you, Ummi," replied Khaira mimicking the voice of the baby as if it was the voice of her sister answering.

"Khaira's happy not to have a sister?" asked Aisyah while pulling the little girl over her lap.

"Happy dong, Ummi," replied Khaira so excited.

"If Ummi takes your sister how? Ummi also wants to have a baby sister," said Aisyah with a sad face.

"Ummi was born a baby sister like Mama yesterday, this is Khaira's sister, can not be taken anywhere," declined Khaira.

"Where will be born, Om you are still in the middle of the sea, whether he still remembers me or not" said Aisyah with a lethargic face.

"Had he not come home yet?" ask Ainun.

"No, maybe he's been friends with the waves of the sea, so he's forgotten that his wife is already moss here," replied Aisyah.

"What time, Sya? Who is behind you?"

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