You're Not Mine

You're Not Mine
Cravings


Haris was so happy to hear his son's words. He was impatient to return to his home. Right now, they were on their way home from the Masjid.


"Do not keep the trust of Allah as good as possible. Because that child could be the most beautiful gift or test for you. All the attitudes and behaviors that exist in him, you are the one who must take responsibility with your wife. As much as possible you educated him well and early on." Haris in Yoga.


"Yes Pah, Yoga asks for his prayer only. Hopefully Yoga can keep this trust very well." Sahut Yoga's.


Haris nodded and they continued the conversation around their lives later.


Arriving home, they are greeted warmly by their wife and daughter-in-law. Smile when I see Ayesha. Their only daughter-in-law is pregnant with their first grandchild.


"Son, Papa is so happy to hear you're finally pregnant. Congratulations, you will get the title of Mother. Take good care of him, son." Haris said to his son-in-law.


Aisyah nodded and smiled, "Yes thank you Pah. Pray for the best for us later."


"Yes Pah, may our son in the future bring blessings. And can boast of us all."


"Son?" Aisyah asked in surprise looking at her husband.


"Em, I mean our son." Answer Yoga clumsily.


"Do you want a son?" Aisha asked back.


"It was actually a boy that I expected Ai to be. But if it gives women well I will also accept it. He is my flesh and blood."


Haris shook his head slowly and smiled, "Indeed you should be grateful for Yoga. Regardless of the gender later, the name of the child should be given abundant love and good upbringing. You are a married couple who have been trusted by God.


There are many out there who have to fight and wait desperately to get offspring. I hope whatever the outcome is, you'll keep an eye on it, right Yoga?"


"Sure, everyone has a dream. But if given another, of course still have to be grateful. Because whatever God has loved us, there will be a silver lining, right?


Thank you for giving me Ai's most beautiful gift." Yoga was gentle, embracing his wife's body.


Everyone smiled at her, other than the Goddess. Actually until now, he still has not received the presence of Aisyah as his son-in-law. But what can be done, with pregnancy Aisyah will definitely make it last longer here.


In addition, after this the child and her husband will spoil Aisyah more. And all the work that Aisha used to do, now she herself will do it again. He also glanced in annoyance at his nephew who was rubbing his daughter-in-law's flat stomach. Instead of helping, Intan was just silent and busy with his own business.


"Yes, let's have breakfast now. You've been cooking, haven't you?" Haris looked at his wife.


"Of course, let's go there now. I'm afraid it'll get cold anyway." Answer Goddess.


Everyone nodded and moved from his seat.


Aisyah wants to help the Goddess who looks up to clean up the dining room. Seeing the tired face of the mother-in-law, making it heartless.


"Ma, if Mama's tired let Aish do all this." Silly smooth.


"No need, you better go upstairs and serve my son. If you see you exhausted like this, it's not impossible if Yoga scolds me."


Aisyah shook her head, "No Ma, I'm pregnant young anyway. Not too hard to move."


"It's Aish, you'd better do it said Auntie. I'm here, let me help Auntie." Intan who is still there mediates the two.


The mummy looked to be sighing, actually not because of what. Looking at the dark green liquid soap was so eye-catching. He remembered when he was a child, he often made bubbles from the soap. It smells really good too. "Well, I'm sorry if I'm bothering you so much."


Intan smiled and nodded, he gave way for Aisyah to go upstairs.


"Sweet? Am I not sweet? It's still a long time to go to the office." Answer Intan casually. Goddess spins lazy ball.


There was a gurgling sound of water from the bathroom, indicating the presence of people inside. Of course, Aisyah was her husband. She smiled and prepared clothes for Mas Yoga.


There was something strange when she picked up one of her husband's shirts. He could not help himself anymore, he immediately threw the clothes carelessly.


Yoga frowned in surprise to find her clothes strewn on the floor. Aisyah who saw her husband just fell silent.


"Aish, why are you throwing away my clothes like this? Are the clothes not good?" Tanya Yoga wonder.


"Em it's okay. It just smells bad, it makes me nauseous." Aisha answered away from her husband's clothes.


Yoga sighed, "But what is the need for you to throw all this away?" The question was upset but still in a very subtle voice so as not to offend the wife.


"Em but it smells really bad."


Yoga chose to pick up her scattered clothes and sniff the object. "But these clothes are very fragrant dear, even the fragrances I choose that I am used to wearing."


"Come with me, but don't approach me with that fragrance. Yes, I'm going. Sorry, but today do it all yourself." Aisyah then left the room without waiting for an answer from Mas Yoga.


"What's wrong with her? Isn't she the one who always sprayed perfume on me?" Ask Yoga to himself, then he prepared everything himself today.


I don't know what attracted Aisyah to come closer to the kitchen. The bead shines towards the liquid soap for washing dishes. He was so enthusiastic about taking that thing.


Intan looked strangely at Aisyah, curious she also approached the bumil. "Aish what are you doing?" Ask Intan.


Aisyah was surprised, when she dropped the object she was holding.


"W-What's up?"


"Nothing, what are you doing yourself?" Ask Intan back.


"Em no, I know it's weird but let me kiss this well." Say Aisyah to wash and go back to get a cup of laundry soap.


Intan stared at Aisyah's behavior, Is she craving? But why so weird?


Aisyah looked at her husband's face sparkling, "As why is this dish soap running out? Buy me this." Tagged with puppy eyes.


Yoga rubbed his nape does not itch, "Em yes baby, later after going home I will buy." Answer smiled.


"Oh yes, I want to leave now. I'm saying yes." He intended to approach Aisyah to thrust his hand to be kissed.


But dear, Aisyah refused. "I told you not to approach me in that outfit. You stink so much." Kilah away.


"All right, Assalamu'alaikum." His post. Aisyah did not drive her husband as usual.


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