You're Not Mine
Weak woman

Aisyah looked at him briefly and smiled, "Something that is done with pleasure is definitely not tired. I want to get a good daughter-in-law from above anyway."

Intan nodded and smiled. Before long the entire family of the house also gathered and ate dinner as usual.

"What is the intention that you will work for?" Ask her niece.

"Not yet know om, still looking for job information in some companies." Answer Intan casually.

Yoga turned to his cousin, "How did you work in the same company as me. It just so happened that the company was opening a job opening." Usul Yoga's.

Intan's eyes sparkled, "Is that true? Then I'll just work there."

"Well you can go with me, tomorrow you have a job application CV and some other important files."

"Alright," Intan said enthusiastically.

Aisyah and the two Yoga parents were smilingly staring at the two. They left that place, leaving behind Ayesha and Intan.

"If you're tired, you can just go to bed. No need to bother like this." Said Aisyah smiling at Intan.

"Ah no, if you can. Why didn't I? I know you must be more tired than me." Intan continues his activities.

"All right, it's up to you."

...***...

It does not feel the age of marriage Aisyah and Yoga have entered the second month. They all live with joy. Yoga always devotes his attention and love to his wife in every second.

The relationship between Aisyah and her mother-in-law is getting worse and worse. Since the quarrel between them the other day, the hatred in the heart of the Goddess is growing every day. But even so, in front of the Dewi family is not so keen on his son-in-law.

"Oh my goodness, where have you been? Look it's late, Papa, Yoga and Intan will be home soon! But you instead wandered off not thinking about cooking!!" Hardik Dewi saw his daughter-in-law who had just returned home.

"Sorry Mah, Aisyah had been to Mother's house first. So it's a little late to get home." Answer Aisha limp. His body could not be compromised in the last few days, until he thought to stop by his mother's house for a while.

"That's the reason, you're shopping right now. It's late afternoon still leyeh-leyeh!" The Goddess of Ketus.

"Well, you can't just go shopping. Aisyah is very tired Mah, a little dizzy too." Pinta Aisyah with a pale face.

"Have you this reason continues usually, you weak woman. Mama used to walk every day, far away too. But there is no such thing as complaining. Sok sokan dizzy like this, is now there is a motor stay up too until tired. Be quick not to waste time. Everyone will be home soon. And the food must be ready." Said the Goddess not to be denied and just leave.

Why does my mom always compare herself to me. Of course it is different between then and now Mah Abaghfirullah Aish is patient.

Dragging her weary body, Aisha went to carry out the orders of her in-laws.

...***...

"Darling why are you?" Tanya Yoga was worried about Aisyah. His wife's face looked pale and limp.

Aisyah turned her head and smiled, "It's okay Mas." The answer is, without stopping the activity.

Yoga did not believe it just like that, he approached the wife who was struggling with cooking utensils. Aisyah felt strange with the presence of Mas Yoga nearby. He turned and moved away with his nose closed.

"Bas.!!" The thrill of pushing Mas Yoga's body.

To be clear, it makes Yoga surprised and a little offended by his wife's attitude.

"Mas stay away!" Pinta Aisyah shies away from Mas Yoga. He put down all the tools he was holding. Yoga kept coming closer to Aisyah. Intentions want to indulge after a day of fatigue because of workers, even this.

He exhaled, "You are why Ayesha? Your husband came home, you should have welcomed him. Even when I came home, you weren't at the door. Not like this, come on at least kiss the back of your husband's hand."

"But it can't be Mas, you're so stinky." Saying Aisyah that makes Yoga surprised. Sontak Yoga kissed his own body, indeed he had not bathed and was a little sweaty. But, usually Aisyah does not have too much trouble about it.

"Yes, it stinks. But not so much, too, dear. Come on Aish, come here. I want to tell you the happy news."

Aisyah frowned, but in the end she resigned and approached her husband. Carefully she kissed the back of her husband's hand. But he couldn't take it anymore.

Closing his nose, he ran towards the bathroom next to the kitchen. Aisyah was so surprised by her that she suddenly vomited.

Yoga with his anxious feelings, soon overtakes his wife. Gently massaged the nape of Aisyah. The drama of vomiting up the clear liquid ended, with Yoga affectionately filling him in a chair.

"If you are sick, why force yourself to cook? How about now, it's gone?" Ask Yoga.

Aisyah nodded weakly, she pointed at the white water on the table.

"Let me continue cooking well, you sit here first." Yoga gives drinking water to the wife.

"Well, Mas" replied Aisyah.

Yoga smiled, then continued the activities of his wife who had stopped. Aisyah gives any instructions for cooking. Before long, the Goddess came with a frown.

"Well, Yoga, are you the one cooking? You are also Aisyah who is silent. That's your husband just came home, it should be made coffee or warm tea, after that you also prepare warm water for bathing. So tired of coming home from work to be told to cook." Cecar Dewi.

"Aisha did not order Mah, but Yoga asked to cook today. Aisyah has just been vomiting and dizzy. So yeah don't have the heart I let the wife cook." Sahut Yoga defending his wife.

"That's the most reason your wife. From the past until now, never the name is dizzy or tired of taking care of the husband. It's only been a few days of dizziness. You weak woman." The goddess approached the child.

"Well, Aisyah also works at a restaurant. Go home directly take care of the husband yes face if there are times when tired." Answer Yoga.

"Here is Yoga, you go straight to the top. Let Mama continue cooking. And bring that your wife, diobatin quick let's not bother." The Dewi command takes over the activities that are being done by Yoga.

"Yes Mah, thank you Mah." Yoga smiled and took his wife.

"I'm sorry Mah" Aisyah told her mother-in-law that she was not feeling well.

"Hmmm," said the Goddess.

In the room, Yoga sat his wife on the lip of the bed. He stared at the calm, calm face.

"I'm sorry, Mom's attitude, baby" he said.

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