
Two days after, “Why are the foods you bring red all nak?” ask Rahma to Jusma.
“Kata Aisyah, brother Dhiaz likes to eat red meat. That means brother Dhiaz likes red, right auntie? That's why I brought red food,” replied Jusma plain.
“Ha ha you are funny yes,” said mr. Dhiaz after hearing Jusma's answer.
Bu Rahma actually wanted to reprimand Jusma, by explaining the true meaning of Aisha. But afraid that Jusma would be offended because of his words later.
“I prefer with Jusma attitude. His love is transparent, unlike Aisyah who sells expensive continues. Jusma is also more innocent than Aisyah. She is no less beautiful, kind, and sholehah.” Mr. Dhiaz monologued while smiling at Jusma.
After that, Rahma's mother invited Jusma to look at her household. As well as explaining many things about Mr. Dhiaz. Exactly like he did to Aisyah first.
Afterwards, Dhiaz and Jusma prepare for the Salma Absara boutique. Take the clothes of groommaids and bridemaids they have ordered.
Jusma opened the front door of Dhiaz's car. There was a feeling of a little unwillingness in the heart of Mr. Dhiaz when watching Jusma would sit in front.
“Already Dhiaz, just accept. In five days you will marry Jusma, not Aisha. Remember, Aisyah has rejected you many times,” her monologue in heart.
From the togetherness of the day, Mr. Dhiaz was able to find a real difference between Aisyah and Jusma. Jusma is obedient, whatever he says is said.
While Aisyah, she had to explain at length first wanted to obey him. That was if his explanation was in his brain.
After returning from the house of Mr. Dhiaz, Jusma came to Aisyah. “Wear at my wedding later,” she said while offering a blue bridemaids dress.
“But I am not your family Jus,” reject Aisyah in a gentle way.
“You've been like family to me Ai. Because of you, I can get to know more about Dhiaz. Come to my wedding later! Don't let it not come. I go home first yes, a lot of work at home.”
“Thank you for the juice for the shirt.”
“Dhiaz referred to Jusma it . .”
“Iya ma, mr. Dhiaz my lecturer.”
“Not that Mr Dhiaz likes you? Why did she marry Jusma?” ask Miss Arni not thinking.
“I go to the room first ma. Sleepy,” elak Aisyah.
Miss Arni followed. “This is your shirt why not take it to the room?”
“Cast ma! I would never want to be a bridgemaids at Dhiaz.”'s wedding
“If Jusma asks why not come, you want to answer what?”
“Easy, stay say sick.”
“Long dong. All this time mama never taught you to lie dear.” Mimik disappointed Miss Arni plastered so clearly.
“I didn't lie ma. I will be sick on their wedding day. Which woman is not hurt to see the man she loves married to his own close person? Already yes ma, I sleepy.”
Aisyah quickly entered the room. He didn't want to look so helpless in front of his mother. His mother knew very well what his fragile side was like.
“So much love my son. At that time Ilham became the same Keysya and now Mr. Dhiaz will even marry Jusma,” Inner bu Arni. Unknowingly, her tears had drenched her cheeks that were beginning to wrinkle.
In the room, “This book should be in the hands of Jus. But if I give her, she'll be suspicious. I'll give you Dhiaz. Let him who loves Jus,” monologue Aisyah while holding a book containing things that are liked and disliked Mr. Dhiaz.
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