You're Not Mine
Aisha's Change

A smile rose from Jihan's lips. How not, in his grasp now there is a test of two blue lines. He couldn't even hold back his tears.

Despite his problems with Yoga when he woke up, he was more enthusiastic about his feelings when he learned that the seed of his beloved man had been present in his womb.

"Even nature blesses our relationship, Sister, look at your relationship with Aisha. In fact, it has been almost two years that you remain given children. All of this proves that God is more trusting of me and you become parents. Not you with him. Thanks darlin. We're gonna be a perfect family." Her great-grandson gently rubbed her stomach.

He glanced towards the door, still clearly heard Yoga who still did not despair of persuading him. "Look, son, your father is so sweet. She doesn't want Mama to be mad at her."

Jihan is so anxious with her current Yoga attitude. His feet were directed towards the tv room. Do what you normally do when you are angry. The clock has shown at 10, making Yoga forget his own words to the wife who will go home early.

"Jihan come on, you'll know for yourself I'm used to my wife. So what I said was reflex." Yoga is full of gentleness.

"Yes you even called him with a call dear. Whereas me? What with what we've been doing all this time there's absolutely nothing on you brother? Don't you know that I really love you!!" Jihan said by raising her tone at the end.

How does Yoga react? Of course he was very surprised. Even the glass of milk he had made for Jihan escaped his hand. Even the heat of the splash of milk he did not feel.

He shook his head weakly, "T-no Jihan you can't be like this." Sluggishly.

Jihan widened her eyes, "What do you mean Brother?"

Yoga scooped his face rough, "You know I already have a wife that I love so much. Even if I never allowed another woman's name to creep into my heart. Even to just be juxtaposed with Aisyah alone I can't afford."

Jihan's chest felt very sore. He smiled bitterly, and stared blankly at the other direction.

"If that's the truth, then why have you been responding to me who always seeks your attention?!

If you love her, then why would you want to fuck with me?!

If he really is your place to go home, why should you stop by and even stay here?!

If you love her, surely you won't hurt her by always being with me?!

If he is indeed the number one person in your heart, why do you always number me?!

If you don't love me, why should you give me your love and attention?!

Then, what is the meaning of all your treatment of me all this time Brother?! Answer?!!"

Yoga lowered his head weakly, he himself did not know why he was doing all this. To her Jihan was like a sweet little sister, but the charm that Jihan showed her could not resist.

His heart was only Ayesha, but Jihan had been present in his life so far.

Jihan's vision grew increasingly blurred, unable to clearly record the face of Yoga. Till,

Brug.

...***...

Unlike usual, Aisyah just glanced and quietly responded to her Mother-in-law who had issued all orders and orders in the morning without a subtle tone.

If usually he will say sorry, either Ma or other words that are expected to be able to dampen a little emotion in Mother-in-law. Right now, he was just nodding, taking a quick glance and doing his job.

Intan who feels a difference in Aisyah can certainly realize it. It was rare for Aisyah to behave this way.

"Dad." Call him to touch Aisyah's shoulder.

"You? Did something happen?" Ask back.

Aisyah let out a long sigh, "No In, just tired."

Intan realized that Aisyah was lying, "Let me be the one who is this career well. You can do anything else." Aisyah nodded without protest.

After all her work was done, Aisyah sat in the small garden beside the house of the in-laws and her husband. Once again he lyrics the clock on his phone. It was 1pm, but there was no sign of Yoga returning.

Even sending a message was not, of course he did not want to call or send a message first.

Ting.

Suddenly, there was a message from the number of the man she asked yesterday about her husband.

I'm sorry but yesterday you asked me about Yoga, so I thought by sending you a better idea of how she is now. With some photos.

Curious Aisyah, she pressed the photo and downloaded it.

Suddenly his eyes widened and his mouth he locked with his mouth. His heart that had been fragile from yesterday is now increasingly torn with this reality.

Photo 1. Yoga that carries a woman with a very panicked face.

Photo 2. Yoga that tightly grasps a woman's hand as she lies weakly in a cage.

Photo 3. Yoga asks the nurse to accompany the woman forcefully.

Photo 4. Yoga that looked so chaotic and weak leaned his body against the wall and there was a test in front of him.

Countless number of drops of water came out from Ayesha's eyes. His chest was mired in pain, close the pain that had been from yesterday stopped, sembilu that he thought only visiting in fact will stay. Increasingly suppressing the thorns that have been stuck in its veins.

It was impossible to just get up, no one was even willing to just glance at his circumstances. His mind raged, flashed the shadow of change after change Yoga during this time.

Aisyah, your name has been engraved so beautifully even from the beginning I saw you. With tenderness, beauty of heart, and behavior you make me unable to resist the growing taste.

Aisyah, there are still a lot of guys who are better than me. But with everything I have, I'm going to make everything so beautiful. In my way, our way.

Aisha, accept the man with all these shortcomings. Be my soul mate until the end of this world, until the day we will be in endless happiness.

"In fact when all you have got, you destroy this yourself all Mas," Aisyah smiled bitterly with tears that had poured out.

"With your tongue you make me believe, by your actions you have made me certain, and now with the betrayal you have committed you have destroyed me, you violently ripped off the trust you had built so firmly, pushing me down a cliff so deep and steep."

Aisyah shook her head violently and pressed her chest firmly. Hoping for the burden to disappear, but no one escapes to give him a wound.

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