You're Not Mine
Trying to accept and sincere

"No way this is all so hard for you to accept. But believe me son, all parents want the best for their children. Honestly, I'm very sorry about everything that happened, but how else has it all happened, son.

And what we're trying to do as your parents just doesn't want you to fall into the pit of sin your whole life, son. I don't want to hide all this, you will feel peace and pleasure in the world. But then you will feel the terrible torment of all that you feel in this world.

Son however you're still Dad's son, and Dad did all this because Dad loved you so much and didn't want to plunge you into relentless obedience all your life."

Aisha breathed a very long breath. He looked towards his mother. His mind drifted into the past. He also imagined how heavy the burden borne by his Mother at that time. He looked back at his father.

"Once again I apologize for not being able to marry you to the man you love Nak-"

The daughter was seen closing her eyes, everything she had just known would surely be a boomerang for her daughter's life later. He knew that this would all be very hard to live.

"Don't you know, an illegitimate marriage then forever her husband will remain haram to touch you. All that should be worth worship would instead be a lifetime sin of adultery."

Aisyah looked up at the ceiling of the room. Trying to gain strength to stay with all this.

"Son't Daddy please forgive me, Dad,"

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Aisyah widened her eyes, she couldn't hear her parents say sorry. However, the services that parents provide, they cannot afford to pay until paid off. Even with his whole life.

"Dad please don't ever say that again. I really can't bear to hear it. I'm the one who should apologize to Dad. I'm sorry my attitude was so impudent that it made Dad feel this way." He hugged his father.

Fahmi was moved to hear his daughter, and quickly returned a close hug from his daughter. He also looked towards his wife, a smile etched on his face. Show how proud he is at the upbringing of the wife on their baby.

Aisyah took off her embrace and looked at the father. His face was still covered with tears. Fortunately, she was not a woman who liked to make-up thick, so her faded makeup did not look too conspicuous.

"Well, Bun, Aish asked for his ridho huh. Hopefully whatever steps Aish takes is the right path, and whatever Aish does is worth worshiping." He squatted in front of his parents.

Melati's tears just decayed, Aisyah's attitude to her so make her feel appreciated and respected even though she and her husband did something that made her son disappointed. He holds both shoulders of the child and hugs her tightly. With this, she grew more and more unwilling, the daughter she had raised to be handed over to her husband. A man who would become the answer to his daughter.

"Of course, son, your Mother and Father always accompany you every step."

Aisyah nodded, slowly taking her breath slowly. A smile was engraved on his face, "Yes already Bun, Aish please retreat first. Look, it's time Isha' Well." Point it at the clock on the wall.

They smile and clap. Soon the whole family went to the small Mushola in the house, except Fahmi and the men in the house. They will carry out their duties in the mosque in congregation.

But not with Aisyah, because he was the udzur so he chose to go to his room. At his resting place, he stared at the window. What a stifling reality he just received.

He was not at all angry or disappointed in his parents, just that everything he had just heard was so hard for him to accept. For a moment, his mind drifted towards his future. How will his life after marriage, how the treatment of his parents-in-law and people who know the disgrace of his family.

No, he should not complain and regret. Whatever happens after the events that will be overwritten later, it is all a test. Well, it's not the time to get the blame wrong, because it wouldn't be possible for him to blame his parents.

Drt.., the ringing of his cell phone broke the silence of the night that whack in that place. Aisyah quickly grabbed the flat object.

His smile was beautifully painted on his face when he saw who the owner of the number was calling him.

"Hallo Assalamu'alaikum" Aisyah said.

"Wa'alaikumsalam.." replied who was there.

"Want to hear the voice of the angel who is settling in the heart of Mas." Answer Successful yoga makes a tinge of red hue on Aisyah's cheeks.

"You are Mas." Aisyah smiled shyly.

A little bit of noise from there. "Why Aish?, and soon you'll be my wife. And forever until we come together to the realm of eternal enjoyment God willing."

Aisyah's face turned red, "Here you are, you're embarrassing me."

"Well, what are you doing the queen my heart?"

"Thinking of you."

Without Aisyah knowing, from there Yoga widened his eyes. He very rarely heard the word romantic or reply from his conversation. His heart was sprinkled with flowers that were just blooming and smelling.

"Well, are you good at saying yes my queen?"

Aisyah rubbed her eyes, she unconsciously said the thing that made her man blush. He closed his mouth and knocked slowly.

"Eh, that's okay." Tutored stammering.

"Not what?, you're not thinking of me?, so you don't love me anymore?"

"Eh, it's not like that, I'm.." Aisha's heart was getting less and less. It was fortunate that they only talked on the phone, if in person somehow Aisyah hid her face.

"Hehe, I'm just kidding."

"Yes, it was a wife-to-be. Your future mother-in-law has called me now. You're okay right there. Take care of your heart and your health for our wedding."

"Yes of course I will take care of my heart and myself. You too yeah, take care of everything just for me."

"Hmm, looks like you can't wait, princess."

"Eh, you're this.."

"Yes yes, you hang up."

"Yes Assalamu'alaikum Mas."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Tut, as Gabriel Aisyah said, first hung up. Talking to Gabriel made his heart beat.

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