The Neglected Angel

The Neglected Angel
Chapter 7. Breakfasted


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Chapter 7


Early in the morning Aisyah cooks for breakfast. He cooked fried rice and egg omelet. Today he's going to go to college in the morning, because there's a class at 08:00. Fortunately, the distance from home to campus is closer than the home of both parents.


The woman felt nauseous when she smelled rice. Aisyah was vomiting in the sink, because she did not go to the bathroom.


'I don't think I'm going to experience something like this.' (Disha)


The woman continued her cooking despite having to close her nose because she could not stand the smell of rice. She tried to play the role of being a good wife, even though she did not love her husband. At least he did all this solely for worship by expecting the pleasure and reward of Allah. 


Fragrant fried rice made by Aisyah spread throughout the house, even to the second floor. A sweet smile was etched on her lips. She was so happy that she had finished making breakfast for her husband. Meanwhile, for himself, Aisyah only ate bananas and dates, plus warm tea.


Aisyah immediately went to take a shower so she could have breakfast with Andromeda. At least by interacting often, he thought he could make friends and communicate well with fellow residents of the house.


Aisyah was done getting ready and went to the kitchen. He saw that his breakfast was still intact, so he thought that Andromeda had not yet come down from his room for breakfast.


Aisyah's footsteps stopped while climbing the fifth step. Andromeda looked down the stairs in a hurry.


"Sir, breakfast is su—" 


Andromeda passed through Ayesha for nothing or looked at her. As if no one was there.


The woman thought that her husband would walk towards the dining room, so she went to the front room and left the house.


"Astaghfirullahal. Patience Aisyah .. patience! She was indeed such a person," the pregnant woman muttered with a pushy gaze toward the door that had just closed.


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Aisyah saw her two friends sitting on the park chair of the economics faculty. He also approached them. It is a very comfortable place, because there are many trees growing there. The calm atmosphere, cool air, and good views to look at make the three women like to spend time there while talking about many things that are being talked about in the campus. In addition, the place was also convenient for making assignments from their lecturers.


"Not yet" replied Renata who lived alone in the boarding house.


"Already," Tarisa replied at the same time.


Aisyah also gave her fried rice to Renata. While the other one he will give to the other friend. Many students are boarding and most of them do not have breakfast if there is a morning class, because they have to rush to campus.


As Aisyah walked towards her class, she saw one of her friends whom she had known since sitting on MTs. The woman knew that her friend was a student who wandered from the opposite island and often missed breakfast and dinner. 


"Aziz, have you had breakfast?" aisyah asked as she stood near the shy young man.


"Yet, why?" Aziz asked back.


"Here, I made breakfast for Tarisa, but she has breakfast, dear if it should be wasted due to stale," Aisyah replied as she handed the place to Aziz.


Of course the young man was very happy. This was not the first or second time Aisha had given Aziz breakfast. Ever since they became friends at the MTs, the woman had often given him food.


Aziz is an orphan whose father died while serving as a police officer. She was 5 years old and her sister was 2 years old. The ideals he wanted to become a hafidz according to his father's wishes, so he was willing to go out of the island and learn to teach since entering MTs school and entering pesantren.


Without the two of them noticing, there was a silent adult man staring at him sharply. A wry smile was etched onto his cold face.


"Women have no self-esteem!" sumpat Andromeda then went to the lecturer room.


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How will the relationship between Aisyah and Andromeda be? Will it get further and colder? Or will Aisha try to get close to her husband? Wait for it to go, yeah!


Waiting for the next chapter. Yuk, also read my friend's work. Nice and exciting story, you know! Cus glides into his novel and don't forget to leave a trail.