You're Not Mine
Slap for the first time

"Die please-"

Deg.

Yoga termangu, the joints in his body as if out of place. Everything in front of him was beyond his expectations.

In front of him is now sitting the woman he loves very much and the woman who became the mother of his child.

"A-ayeah..." Sluggishly. Aisyah smiled, got up from sitting and shone her hands in Yoga. But he did not kiss her when Yoga wanted to land a kiss on her forehead he avoided.

"Assalamu'alaikum Mas, how are you?" Very calm, but Yoga can see the deep wounds and disappointments of Aisyah's gaze.

"Wa'alaikumussalam Aisha." Answer Yoga stamped, suddenly his throat dry not playing. Jihan only noticed the two, Yoga did not look at her at all.

"You don't want to sit back with your wife? You don't miss me?"

"Of course I miss you dear." When Yoga wanted to slap into Aisyah's arms, the woman immediately sat up with her legs folded.

"Sit down." Said cold.

Yoga is still in a wave of misgivings even more swayed in it find every movement of his first wife.

He sat down beside Aisha and kept staring at Aisha. Jihan felt pain from seeing how much Yoga loved Aisyah, but she did not want to do anything. This is also his fault.

"So how?" Flat without looking at the two humans around him. But the question is of course for the husband.

Sweat instantly freely slid into every Yoga skin, his body stiffened, his throat was not too able to make a sound.

It had been about half an hour of silence still dominating at the current situation. Aisyah raised one eyebrow, still calmly staring at Yoga alternately with Jihan.

"I don't want to explain anything?" One corner of his lips lifted. "Indeed I shouldn't be here, I'm sorry I bothered you. Oh yeah, I forgot congratulations on your wedding. May happiness continue to accompany you."

Deg. It is already Yoga guess that Aisyah has known everything. However, for some reason his heart was throbbing more and more pain hearing the words from Aisyah's lips.

"My father never did"

"Enough!" Aisyah raised her one hand to stop Yoga who was already trying to explain everything.

"I gave you a chance to talk, but what? You just shut up and duck. Now let me talk." Aisyah continued firmly.

"You know what my life changed with when I decided to be your wife? I've devoted my life to you, I've given you all my trust, my whole life I've only been aiming for you.

Even if your mother..." Aisyah was unable to explain, other than because of illness when she remembered him she did not want to explain the bad treatment of her mother-in-law. For a moment he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"You yourself know how your mother treated me. Not even our neighbors escaped making me slump with their tongues. But I still chose to endure, there's nothing more important than my soul mate." Yoga stared at the face of his beloved wife.

"Yes, you are my soul mate. Someone who always accompanied me when I was down, someone who was willing to hold my head to lean on his shoulders, someone who with his fingers wiped every melt that flowed from my eyes.

Someone who with his meekness is able to make me melt, someone who grasps and pulls my hand when I fall, someone whose subtle voice shakes my soul. Someone I hope can take the sap and honey that the world has nourished.

But don't you ever remember how it was with your tongue that you convinced me to come with you?"

Yoga closed his eyes.

Just as you accepted this imperfect man to be your life partner. Then I will accept you for who Aish is. Life is not about perfection, but how we live it as long as the bond lasts.

God willing with all the shortcomings and advantages that we each have, the story that we will make is very beautiful. This hand I will not let loose in the slightest when there is a gravel greeting, a dagger tore, even a storm of arrows visited. Until the earth receives our bodies and perpetuates this incredible story. As long as the breath still accompanies my life, then there is only Ayesha in Yoga life.

"My feelings for you have never changed at all and even diminished. Please give me-"

Aisyah smiled wryly, "Look who he is? There's even a fetus among you. What about Yoga and Ayesha? There is only how Jihan bathes and prepares the needs of Yoga and Yoga children who ask to be paired with her tie.

That's it!" Shouted Aisyah frustrated. The froths that had been nurturing were now flowing with a rush. Yoga immediately grabbed Aisyah's body, but Aisyah quickly dodged and stood up.

"Look, don't be proud to have taken someone else's property. Remember a lot of women out there who have better stealing skills than you. Enjoy your stolen goods as much as you want, but remember above j**ng there is still ja**ng!!!" I point Aisyah with her index finger at Jihan's face.

Deg.

One drop of Jihan's tears finally shed. He shook slowly but his body seemed to be limp.

No, my yoga will never turn away. He was willing to leave his wife for me, I was the first Yoga to visit when he was tired. It's impossible, but...

Why with my heart? Why is it so sick, before I was said to be like that by the old man's wife. But why does this hurt so much. No, I'm not gonna let that happen. Yoga is mine.

See, even though Yoga loved Aisyah very much, but she willingly turned to me. I am the owner of the supreme Yoga heart, t-no may Yogaku turn away. It is, no******* from any part of the world can snatch it from me.

Yoga did not care about Jihan who was overwhelmed by Aisyah's words, in a hasty step he pursued the first wife who had left with the wound he had given.

Brakkk's. The door opened violently.

Brakes. Again a door opened violently which turned out to be a closet. Aisyah picked up and threw her clothes randomly, no matter how chaotic the room she occupied with Yoga had been all along.

Hap. Yoga held Aisyah's hands that did not stop taking her clothes. "Aisha please calm down, we can talk about this all right."

Aisyah did not budge, she threw her hand hard Yoga and resumed her messenger. Yoga does not want to lose, he clenched tightly which is being shaken his mind.

Of course Aisha rebelled.

Plaque. For the first time, Aisyah slapped her husband.

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