You're Not Mine
Son of a Haram Son

After two days of honeymoon, as planned they went home in the afternoon. Smiles continued to radiate from the faces of the two.

Both Yoga parents welcomed their return, their smiles on Haris's face.

"Assalamu'alaikum Pa, Mah" said Yoga and his wife.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Answer the two Ayesha in-laws.

Yoga and his wife kiss the back of Haris and Dewi's hands alternately. Then they sat in the middle room.

"How was your vacation, son? It must be really fun, right?" Haris asked his son and daughter-in-law.

"Alhamdulillah is very pleasant Pah," sahut Yoga smiled sumringah. Aisyah also, he also directly issued souvenirs that he could buy.

"I'm sorry, Mah, that's all we can buy. Confused also want to buy what, because many of them you already have." Said Aisyah awkwardly.

"It's okay, kid, it's a lot of gini." Haris replied smilingly and accepting happily the gift of the son-in-law.

Not to forget Aisyah also serves souvenirs in the form of food. While he was packing his belongings, Yoga was still busy chatting with his parents.

Aisyah breathed in the air in her room as much as possible. Thinking about tomorrow, which will surely make him tired again. Honestly if possible, he still very much wants to linger honeymoon.

During that time, he completely relaxed his body. However, he must still understand the state of the husband. He put his body on the bed for a moment. The trip was quite far away made him tired of sitting too long.

Before long, someone came knocking on the door of his room. He immediately tidied up his clothes and hijab, and went out to open the door.

"That's enough yeah, you're doing two days. This is not the time to be lazy. Let's now help Mama cook for dinner." Mama Dewi cried to her daughter-in-law.

"Em yes Mah" replied Aisyah and followed Mama Dewi's steps towards the kitchen. He breathed many times throughout the journey.

"Oh yes, later before going to bed please iron first well Mama's clothes. Tomorrow morning, Mama's leaving."

"Go? Where's Mah going?"

"Go to Mama's parents' house, Mbahnya Yoga. He said yesterday he was sick and no one was looking after him. And Mama will stay there too." Answer Goddess.

"Ouh then say hello Aish to Mbah ya Mah, if necessary Aish will follow Mama. Let Mama not be tired." Chirps Aish enthusiastic

"No, the people there are chatty and fond of ghibah. What happens if Mama turns out to bring the son-in-law of an illegitimate child, it could be ashamed of Mama. Besides, there are also distant relatives who want to come." Sergey Dewi fast.

Deg.

Aisha was so sick to hear the words of her mother-in-law, son-in-law of an illegitimate child? He was so claustrophobic about hearing those three words. No child ever wanted to be like that, nor could anyone choose from which family he came from.

Not everyone has ever committed an error, he himself is also unlikely to sue his parents. Strongly, Aisyah tried to hide her sadness and smiled. Moreover, seeing Mama Dewi who did not feel guilty at all and still relaxed cooking. "Yes Mah."

"What time did you leave Aish? How long." Ketus Dewi while cutting spices.

"Em three Mah." Sahut Aisyah soft.

"You must have asked Yoga there for a long time. You should remember, at home there are parents of your husband. Cook the parents and let them do the housework. You young people should have initiative.

Parents like Mama's body has begun to weaken. Not as strong as it used to be when young, well like you. Even Mama was harder than you. If the cook must blow-blown, cough-cough make fire. Especially cooking water, should go all the way not take it to know?" Cerocos Goddess in her son-in-law.

Aisyah looked down, "Yes Mah, sorry. After this, Aish will be even more diligent."

"Could be! Don't just know the hp doang that's being held." Ketus Goddess.

"Em, but sorry Mah. Kan Aish playing hp for checking Mah's order."

"Check the check. People sometimes see you who like music. Especially what it is, that Mama doesn't know what it means." Dewi Peranggah.

"That's sholawat as well as Mah, but the lyrics are also mixed English. Because the singing is from outside."

"Wes mboh karepmu Nduk."sahut Mama Dewi indifferent.

Today Aisyah was a little calm in cooking. Because Mama Dewi is not as chatty as usual. Not angry for no reason, but when talking still ketus.

I don't know maybe because it was too tired, because it had been two days he did his duties as a wife alone. Although it had only been a few days, Aisyah became a daughter-in-law. But he was used to lazing. Until if it has touched the broom and the pot makes his body quickly tired.

"Good Mah." Aisyah washed her hands and passed towards the living room.

"Bah, the food is ready." Aisyah told me.

"Yes Aish, we'll be there soon." Answer Yoga.

Aisyah nodded and returned to the dining room.

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"Darling you want to massage Mas's body for a minute?" Tanya Yoga who suddenly came to Aisyah's room. Aisyah herself was cleaning up the things that had not been finished she tidied up.

"Boleh dong Mas, now you just fall first. Wait a minute well, this gig is the case." Aisyah answered looking at her glance and still doing her activities.

Yoga nodded while on his stomach and played his phone.

"Sad sorry well, Mas's back to make you tired." Yoga feels guilty.

"Not at all." Aisyah replied casually, but it could not be denied that Aisyah's body was very tired.

Fifteen minutes later, Aisyah went straight up to the bed. And started to see the body of Mas Yoga.

"More powerful than Aish." Decree Yoga.

"Yes, it's." Answer Aisha.

Slowly the eyes of Yoga increasingly close enjoying his wife's massage. And his consciousness also led him to dreamland. Aisyah who felt the regular breath of her husband lowered her face. Waving her hands in front of her husband.

"Alhamdulillah," he murmured and immediately got out of bed. He pulled a blanket to cover Mas Yoga's body.

For a moment she looked at her husband's sweet black face, all this time she never noticed the intense face of Mas Yoga. It turns out that it is really very handsome, he kissed the old forehead of Mas Yoga.

Drt.

Aisyah's mobile phone on the nightstand sounded. Aisyah quickly snatched her phone. Her mother's name is displayed on her phone screen.

"Hallo Assalamu'alaikum." Aisyah put her phone close to her ear.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. How are you, Aish?" Ask Mother.

"Alhamdulillah well Bun, Mother herself how?" Aisha also asked a question.

"Thank God, good Aish too."

"Dad?"

"Your father is sick, son. That's why Mommy called, your dad really misses you, son." Answer Melati limp.

"Here you go, where's Daddy Bun?"

Before long, a weak voice sounded from Fahmi's father.

"Assalamu'alaikum Son." Fahmi.

"Wa'alaikumsalam Dad, are you really sick? How long has it been?" Ask Aisyah worriedly.

"Yes, kid, but yeah, it's gone now. Oh yeah, how are you and your husband and your in-laws, son? And how's your honeymoon going, son?"

"Everything is fine and smooth Well." Replied Aisyah held herself back from shaking.

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