The Neglected Angel
Chapter 6. Teripsah Room

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Chapter 6

Aisyah and Andromeda had already reached the house they were going to occupy. As soon as she got out of the car, the woman just looked at her husband who walked first to the porch of the house. Meanwhile, he was left alone in the car along with items brought from his home.

Aisyah dropped off three suitcases containing her clothes, school books, and other essentials.

'I have no feelings at all. At least his energy was greater than mine, so be kind to bring me this heavy stuff.' (Disha)

A very large suitcase was pulled with all her might by Aisyah. The container containing her clothes made the Muslim woman walk staggering because the suitcase wheel clashed with small stones.

Once inside the house, it looks Andromeda is sitting relaxed on the sofa while playing a mobile phone. Aisyah could only grumble in her heart, even though it felt like she wanted to anger the man.

"Where is my room?" asked Aisyah with a breath that was stingy due to fatigue carrying a suitcase that was very large and heavy. Not to mention there are still 2 suitcases of his in the car.

"That room," Andromeda replied as he pointed at the room in front of him.

Aisyah knew that they would be different bedrooms. However, who would have thought not only different rooms, but different floors as well. He lives in a first-floor bedroom and Andromeda will live in a second-floor bedroom.

The room occupied by Aisyah measures 2.5 meters x 3 meters. For him it is enough, especially in there, the mattress measuring 1 meter x 2 meters. So, it is still quite spacious and not stuffy.

Aisyah had just left the room when she finished cleaning her belongings. He went to the kitchen to cook, saw the contents of a full refrigerator. He also took some ingredients to make vegetable soup and fried chicken. 

After struggling in the kitchen for almost 1 hour, finally Aisyah's cooking was finished. He put it all on the dining table. Then, intend to call Andromeda to eat together.

"Sir, the food is ready!" Aisyah knocked on the door while shouting because at the first and second knock there was no response from the occupants of the upstairs room.

"Is Mr. Andromeda asleep, huh?" muttered Aisyah while staring at the closed door of the room.

Almost 15 minutes Aisyah stood in front of the door of Andromeda's room. He felt bad, if he kept knocking on that bedroom door. So, he paused for time to knock back. Even so, there is still no truth from within.

Aisyah also walked down the stairs while holding her very hungry stomach. He stepped into the dining room and saw the results of his cooking that already felt lukewarm, not hot like before. Then, he ate his cooking with a wounded feeling for the second time today.

'Am I going to live my days like this?' (Disha)

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How does Aisyah live a domestic life with a man who does not love her and is also not loved by her? Can they find that happiness? Wait for it to go, yeah!

Waiting for the next chapter. Yuk, read my work too. Nice and exciting story, you know! Cus to his novel. Don't forget to leave your tracks.