The Love Hypothesis
The eps 47
Two days passed. Aisyah looked at the dark night sky, as dark as her heart at this moment. Tomorrow the day after tomorrow, she'll marry the man of her clan. But she had to be widowed at a young age after that.
In that silence, a chat came in on his WhatsApp. “What do you want to dowry?” the sound of that chat.
“For what ask dowry? Our wedding is just a game.”
“I want to play seriously.”
Aisyah put down her gawai, it feels like she is so reluctant to reply to chat Mr. Dhiaz again.
“Tell me, what do you want to dowry?”
Chat that Mr. Dhiaz send in a row. In a fit of annoyance, Aisyah finally replied to him.
“Cant surah Ash-shaffaat verse 100.”
Mr. Dhiaz immediately found out about the verse. A few minutes later, “You want to have a godly child?” ask after knowing the meaning of the verse.
“Which foolish woman would give birth to a child?”
“You asked for the dowry from me. Means you want to have a godly child with me. Too bad, our wedding is only on paper.”
“Thank you for this dowry request. Because of me, sir so memorized the prayer given a godly child. I pray, may sir and Jus be given many godly and godly children.”
“Aamiin,” reply Dhiaz.
Aisyah deactivated her gawai after reading that reply. He keeps the straw, he grabs the tissue.
The dark sky and the tissue that was before him at this moment, bore witness to how devastated he was over everything that had happened.
Until Aisha's wedding day came, there was no aura of happiness on her face at the moment. She is married to the man she loves. But it was only for the sake of covering up his case that tarnished the good name of the campus.
“Smiling dong Ai,” pinta Ismi who is beside him as bridemaids.
Aisyah smiles at the request of Ismi, her best friend who does not know the true story behind her marriage.
“Pak Putra sama bu Nadia soan ya?” asked Aisyah when she saw the two lecturers coming hand in hand at her wedding.
“Iya, said friends anyway so.”
“You look happy. You don't love Pak Putra anymore?”
Ismi nodded.
Aisha was still doubtful. “Serious Is?”
“Iya Aisyah,” replied Ismi steady.
“Iya dong, sir Putra mah is nothing compared to Alexei.”
“Alexei, who is that?”
“Russian participants who requested your number that day. Thanks to you who gave me my number, we finally became Ai. He invited me to marry finished S1 later. After that we will both continue S2 in Russia.”
Mr. Dhiaz recalled the events of that day. He just found out that Aisyah did not give her mobile number to the man. Instead of giving Ismi a number.
“It turns out Aisyah is expensive too yes,” her inner.
The guests began to return. The photographer went up to the stage to ask Dhiaz and Aisyah sir to be nearby. He also led the couple to pose affectionately in front of his camera.
“Smiling dong gorgeous,” her word.
Inevitably, Aisyah again forced herself to smile.
After the wedding.
“Start tomorrow we have to go to campus together. So that no one is suspicious of our marriage,” said Mr. Dhiaz before returning home.
Mr. Ayyas who saw Mr. Dhiaz wanted to go directly to reprimand him. “You want to go home?” her daughter, who does not know the origin of the marriage of her sister-in-law and Mr. Dhiaz.
“Iya kak,” answered pak Dhiaz scared.
“Why not bring your wife?”
“Aisyah come with me! I told you I was just sleeping in my house. You want to sleep here.”
Aisyah had to go with Dhiaz sir.
“Why not tell your sister-in-law about this issue?” ask Mr. Dhiaz annoyed.
“If he finds out, we won't be able to get divorced. Sir and Jusma will never be able to marry.”
“Then don't tell her.”
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