You're Not Mine
Who's He?

"Mas," said Aisyah, her husband was looking at tidying up the prayer tools that he had been wearing for dawn prayer.

Yoga turned his head, the beautiful arches printed clearly he gave to Aisyah. A moment Aisyah admired the beautiful scenery, the outstretched hand she reached out and kissed.

"What are we really moving on?"

"Why are you asking that again Aisha? It's been my decision." Yoga landed her body on the side of the bed.

"What about Mama Mas? He must be lonely here. Even at home, you are only at breakfast and at night. Moreover, your relationship lately a little tenuous, I don't want you guys getting any further Mas." Said Aisyah, touched the arm of the husband.

Yoga breathed out, he welcomed Aisyah's hand. "Darling, if Mama misses later. We can go here or Mama's to our new house."

"But anyway I still doubt Mas. Even though you are now my husband, you still belong to your mother. I don't want any distance between you and Mama."

Yoga moved his eyes in the other direction. Actually I did this also for you Aisyah, I don't want you to be distressed by Mama's attitude and words. But I was also afraid that later Mama would get angry with me.

"Well, if that's what you want. We're not leaving this house." Answer Yoga. Aisyah smiled, "I love you so much Mas."

"I love you more, baby." Reply to Aisyah's embrace.

...***...

Half a year has passed, Aisyah and Yoga are still not given the sustenance of children. Honestly, they can actually accept with a cheerful chest because of that, but the demands and gossip from neighbors make their lives disturbed.

During that time also Dewi increasingly hated Aisyah and had the mind to ask Yoga to divorce his wife. But, the stubborn and very loving Yoga Aisyah obviously did not want to part.

"Dear of it!" Yoga to his wife.

"Yes, it's." Aisyah washed her hands and went to their room.

"What's up, Mom?" Ask Aisyah.

"Please" said Yoga. He showed me the tie he was holding and not yet attached.

Aisyah smiled, "Alright come here."

"Mas shut up for a moment" Aisha said. He was so upset because Yoga did not want to keep stealing kisses on his face.

While Yoga only chuckles and ignores the words of his beloved wife.

"It." Said Aisyah patting the chest of her husband's field.

"Thank you baby, you're the best." Sahut Yoga proudly shuffles the black hair that dangles beautifully.

"Come on, it's already noon enough."

POV Yoga

Starting the day with a smile and the spirit of my wife has become a routine that is never left for me. Although in every morning I know how Mama's attitude towards Aisyah. But I can't fight it myself, say that a man who is not strict is attached to me. Because that's the truth.

Indeed, several times I rebuked and spoke to Mama to change her attitude. But still not understood, even our relationship is increasingly stretched. I became more anxious, it could be that at any time he did something to my wife.

It was once thought by me to move house, but Aisyah did not want it. I know the reason for that is because of Mama. Well that was his decision, he also worked at his restaurant. At home there is still Papa and Intan who treat him well.

"I'm going, baby." My pamphlet to Aisyah.

"Yes, be careful." Her voice was so soft, it really made me opiate. I want to repeat my activities last night.

"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh." I felt the soft sweep of her lips on the back of my hand. That fast, I put a kiss on his forehead.

"Be careful, Mas" his message from a distance, I glanced through the rearview mirror he smiled sweetly and waved his hand. His peaceful face reconciled my heart.

The smile never faded on my face, and I played my favorite song. The song that Aisyah sang on our first night.

I accidentally caught a woman surrounded by three men. Seeing his condition, it seemed like he was being bullied. Several times he brushed off the hand of one of the men who wanted to touch him.

It can't be allowed, I stopped the car on the side of the road not far from them. With long strides and haste I approached them.

I faintly heard the man say.

"Now you're past your deadline, Jihan, instead of preparing your father's debts. You're avoiding us, there's no other choice. You two, take him." Excited 37-year-old man with his fierce face. What about the state of the woman he was snapping, of course his entire body was trembling in fear.

"Please don't take me now, I'm trying to find a job and raise money. Please give me some more time." His words were pouting, both tears and sweat had adorned his pale face.

But the three adult men did not want to bully, forcibly the two men dragged him. A few steps, they were stopped because of someone's call.

"Wait!!" I half ran.

One of the men frowned, and looked at my appearance that looked younger than them.

"Why did you guys bring this girl?!" I asked firmly, my eyes squinted to find some red rashes strewn all over the girl's body.

"It's none of your business!" The man replied cynically, "What are you waiting for let's quickly bring this girl!" The hardship is on the two men who hold the girl's wrist forcibly, I believe they are his men.

"Wait!" I said once again, I have one of the hands that dragged the pale body.

"What do you want huh?!" Furious, maybe because I got their business hampered. "This girl can't pay off her father's debts, we have to take her to our boss!" Explain, I was surprised to hear it.

I looked at his face and body. It seems that her age is not much different from that of my wife Aisyah, but she looks younger. Seeing her pale face, inexplicably made me pity. Not to mention the circumstances of the three men who looked so scary.

My mind wandered, after this he definitely wanted this girl to make money with her body. Make it a night woman and PSK, no! I'm not gonna let this happen.

"How much is the debt?" Ask without thinking.

Instead of answering the man actually saw my appearance from top to bottom. His lips look slanted and sly.

"Two hundred and thirty-eight million." Said later.

I don't know what I'm thinking, without a doubt I take a check in my pants pocket. Write down the nominal mentioned. The money is part of my personal savings. But somehow it suddenly occurred to pay off the girl's debt.

"This, from now on this woman has no more business with you and never bother her again!" I said, giving the check.

The three men looked delighted, his eyes pointing towards the young girl beside me. "You should have asked your girlfriend this one a long time ago, so our work won't be too hard. Shh,"

I shook my head to see those who looked far away, then I realized that the woman was no longer beside me. She left for some reason, huh? That is the attitude of women today. Instead of thanking him for being helped, instead go without saying goodbye or manners. Luckily I have Aisyah, a different woman to other women.

But actually, who is he?

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