You're Not Mine
Which Women's Hearts Don't Sick

"How old are you Ai?" Ask the Goddess to her daughter-in-law who is in the kitchen.

"Seven Weeks Mah." Answer Aisha politely.

"Are you sure it's a Yoga boy?"

Suddenly the question raised by her in-laws made Aisyah growled and covered her mouth. "Astaghfirullah Mah, what does Mama mean. Even to glance at another man alone Aish tried to avoid it." Lirih Aisha.

"Mama just asked Ai, why are you like that?" Still feeling innocent.

Aisyah shook her head slowly and looked the other way. Which woman's heart does not hurt, if her own mother-in-law doubts the presence of the creature that lives in her womb.

As much as possible Aisyah held back her tears.

"The mother just wants to take care of a child who is really Mama's flesh and blood." Continue Goddess.

Aisyah took her breath deep. "Sorry Mah, not mean Aisyah brash. If indeed Mama is not willing to expect Mama's grandchildren, there is still me who will care for, love and educate her Mah."

Goddess spins lazy ball. "Of course Mama will also take part in taking care of it, because she will not only be with you. A few days in your house and a few days in this house."

Aisyah's forehead frowned, "What do you mean? In my house and in this house?"

The middle-aged woman screeched, condemning Aisyah's thought which she thought was loose.

"You're how the hell Aish, it's clear later between you and Yoga split the house. Well that means, after you give birth you and Yoga should get divorced!"

The tightness of the burden that squeezed his chest increasingly felt already in Aisha's heart. "Astagfirullah, Mah why is Mama talking like that?"

"Aisha, don't you think Mama's been nice to you lately you mean that Mama has accepted you. All that, nothing more Mama did just to keep your womb.

Didn't Mama tell you from the beginning that Mama never accepted you and until anytime. So don't ever expect that you'll stay here forever."

My love with Mas Yoga is strong, as long as Mas Yoga is with me. I will never step back from this marriage.

"Mah.." great-granddaughter Aisyah.

"Don't be pretentious to feel hurt Aisyah, all this time Mama's been ashamed of having a bastard son-in-law like you.

JUST SO YOU KNOW AISYAH, ALL THIS TIME MAMA MUST ENDURE THE PAIN AND SHAME OF THE INSULTS THAT MAMA GOT FROM HER FRIENDS. IT'S ENOUGH TO GET HERE, IF YOU RESPECT ME AS YOUR HUSBAND'S PARENTS THEN FOLLOW MY REQUEST!"

Deg.

So it turns out, all this time Mama also bore the shame because of me. But not at the time of the event kabul is done privately. O Allah, why must this hurt be felt.

Aisha could no longer contain the dew that was flowing into the river. "Well, but aren't we all living this alone. We can live a quieter life without thinking about the words of others."

"But we can't live without someone else Ayesha. Every time we meet people out there. The words they say, you cannot avoid. Without permission, their verbally had scratched the wound in Mama Ai's heart. As a Mom, I just want the best for my son.

You know, actually Yoga also experiences the same thing as Mama. Many times you see it as fragile, but you don't see it. Because Yoga is good at hiding his wounds." Sangkal Dewi but with a soft voice.

Aisyah will try her best to be a good daughter-in-law. Mama can say whatever Aisyah's fault, as long as Aisyah stays with Mas Yoga Mah."

"Aisha Mama knows you're a good woman, but seeing how you are up to now Mama still can't accept that. You're a patient woman, son, but not with Mama.

Mama is not as patient as that, especially Mama is also old son. You just want to spend your old days with your children and grandchildren with happiness. You love Yoga, right, son? So let him be with another woman, son. Don't give him the burden of what other people say every day."

Aisyah just silently sculpted, while interpreting all the narrations from her mother-in-law. While the Goddess he was a little calm because she released her teardrops. He left Aisha, wanting to give Aisyah space to think about everything.

If my presence in this world turns out to be a burden to the people around me? Should I give up and leave? Aisha's grievance in her heart.

Aisyah's outstretched hand rubbed her own stomach, quickly she shook her head. "Astaghfirullah Aisyah no, you can't be like that. Your son needs you, you must not be weak and give up. No." Mumbled.

Many times the words of contrition against his Lord were spoken from his sweet lips. Her tears did not escape accompanying her in that atmosphere.

...***...

Lots of drama made by pregnant women to make Yoga overwhelmed. Moreover, Yoga as a husband also experienced morning sickness. But he was not too concerned about it, because he knew very well how Aisha was. What he experienced, was nothing compared to Aisyah.

Aisyah did it deliberately, because she wanted to enjoy time together with her husband. Although it cannot be denied that the conversation he had with Mama Dewi at that time continued to haunt his mind.

To this day, she has never changed in front of her husband. He just holds everything himself. His heart was troubled over what steps he would take later.

Haris shook his head while holding back a smile looking at the state of Yoga. How not, early in the morning Yoga looks like a cupu student in school. His hair is limp due to too much oil poured by Aisyah, glasses that confidently perched on the nose of his nose, butyah, and his body smells of laundry soap.

"You're still lucky to have a wife like Ayesha, your wife is not as cruel as your mother Ga" Chirping Haris saw Yoga landing her body on the sofa before her.

Well, today is Sunday. So Yoga can be as much as having time with the wife.

"really? But still Pah. All her wishes really make me dizzy."

"All that you wouldn't feel if you'd seen a smile on your wife's face. Because of the happiness that is being felt by the woman you love, you will also feel it. And vice versa, when he's feeling sad."

"Well, Papa is like this. I can say love." Kekeh Yoga looked at her Papa.

"Why not, the older the happier the Papa. Because your Mama's attention will only be given to Dad, unlike your early days. At that time I felt like cursing you, for stealing Mama's attention."

"Well, is that it?" Ledek Yoga's.

Haris just turned lazy and refocused on the newspaper he had read.

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