You're Not Mine
The Goddess's anger

Tok tok!

Whether it had been to how many times Melati knocked on the door of her son's room, the time had shown at 11 Aisyah still did not show any signs to open the door.

"Don't open the door this afternoon.." Jasmine said full of tenderness.

But who was in the room flinching, he was still shackled by the sadness of bitterness that befell him. His face had not been raised long enough, still between his knees. His appearance also looks very chaotic.

While exhaling his coarse breath, inwardly he also condemned the actions of his daughter-in-law. From the beginning of the marriage, it actually occurred to him that the marriage of his son is not a lifetime. Seeing how her past made Aisyah hated by her own in-laws.

The pain was still gripped tightly by Aisha, not the one who would not let go. The more he wants to avoid the sadness at all never want to escape even though a little. Tears still always wet his cheeks, sobs were often heard from his mouth.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.." Fahmi said as he entered the house of heaven with his wife and children. Fatigue during his work outside the city seemed to overflow slowly seeing the wife who greeted him warmly.

"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh." Melati replied smiling. With full of longing Fahmi embrace Melati's body. The warmth in their family never faded in the least.

"Sit down, let me make you some coffee first." Although Melati really wanted to tell about her daughter, but she felt that now was not the time. She knew her husband was still very tired from carrying out his duties.

Fahmi nodded and smiled. He stretched his muscles and chose a comfortable place on the sofa. Before long Melati came with a tray she was carrying.

"Darling how you do your job?" Melati asked as she grabbed Fahmi's hand for her massage.

"Alhamdulillah smoothly, although there is a little problem. But it's easy to handle."

"Thank God."

Accidentally, Fahmi catches an unusual sandal on a shoe rack. He memorized Melati's own, felt foreign to the thing he asked his wife.

"Sir, whose sandals are that?" Point it at a pair of neatly stored sandals with his other.

"That belongs to Aisha Mas." Answer Melati terbat.

The instantaneous sparkle emerged from Fahmi's face. "really? Why didn't you tell me straight away? Where is he? Ah must be in his room." Melati touched Fahmi's arm intending to stop her husband's intentions.

"Mas there's something I want to talk about our daughter."

Fahmi frowned, "What's up? Why is your face so serious?"

Melati. He began to tell me everything their daughter had been through. Fahmi's fist was so tight that he heard his daughter-in-law, his eyes were red and his chest was pounding.

"Truly that kid!" He wanted to move but again Melati prevented it.

"Where do you want to go? To his house, and beat him up? We'll just get a humiliation. You know for yourself how Mother Goddess." Fahmi pensively, in his mind he justifies the word Melati. The goddess would definitely remind her of their past and Aisyah's lack of being difficult to conceive.

Instantly his body went limp, "Where's my daughter?" Ask Fahmi.

"There was in his room, but he locked the door. I'm so worried about him, Mas, from yesterday he didn't want to go out and eat."

Fahmi immediately stood up and walked towards Aisyah's room.

Geck, tok, tok!

"Open the door, son, it's Dad." Keep knocking on the door impatiently. Before long the door opened.

Chequek. "Dad!"

Fahmi almost toppled backwards but he could bear, his daughter's embrace was so tight.

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"What!!" Shouted the Goddess after hearing the problems that befell her son's household. With anger, he approached Yoga and immediately slapped a hard slap on his cheek.

Plaque!

Yoga comes from her daydream. His gaze that was empty, turned to focus on the face that had slapped him.

"Basically the child does not know himself!" He cried and stared hard at Yoga.

Although all this time he did not like Aisyah so much but that does not mean he was also happy if Aisyah was betrayed like this. She is also a woman who knows what it feels like to be married. For two years he knew the son-in-law under one roof, it is undeniable that his heart began to accept and even had time to praise Aisyah's patience in dealing with him. Like when he was sick a while ago.

Flashbacks

Aisyah who was drying clothes also noticed it. The Goddess who saw Aisyah's face looked so anxious and approached her.

Brug. Lost already, there was nothing else he could see. It's just pitch black and empty.

I don't know how long he's been in that state, but he feels so fast. The first thing he saw after that was Aisyah who was bringing him some food. He felt warm on his forehead but wet. He hesitantly held the thing.

Cain? Did Aisyah compress me.

He felt a little heat in his body temperature. Aisyah with her smile sat beside the middle-aged woman.

"How's Ma? Is anyone sick? Sorry, Mama's body was so hot, so Aisyah thought to compress it. Last morning Aisyah saw Mama had only a little breakfast, so Aish brought food and medicine for Mama. Do you want any other food?"

The goddess was only stunned to stare at Aisyah, her daughter-in-law did not remember how she was treated. There was no forced look at all in his face.

"It's okay, Mama just ate it." The Goddess replied, Aisyah who saw the Goddess wanted to sit down also helped her.

"Thank you."

Aisyah looked smiling happily, as if this was the first time Aisyah saw him speaking with a subtle tone and smile.

"Need Aish to bribe Ma?"

"No need, Mama can be alone." Dewi thought Aisyah would leave him while eating, but Aisyah did not wait for him to finish. The goddess felt full.

"Mama took her medicine too yeah." Again the Goddess obeyed the words of Aisyah, making her daughter-in-law happy.

The goddess could see Aisyah who was exhausted from doing all the housework. But I never complained at all.

At night, Dewi was amazed to see Aisyah who was still sitting on the living room sofa. The clock is 22:36

"Why are you here?"

Aisyah. "I'm waiting for Mas Yoga Mah,"

"Yoga still hasn't come home?" Aisyah nodded while smiling wryly.

That's how every night the Goddess notices every night. In his heart he felt strange because of his son, and a little suspicious.

Where are you really, son? Why let your wife wait for you like this.

Flashback off

Although often he snapped or ruled with a high tone. But that is his nature, even in Intan it is like that. Lately he has no longer insulted Aisyah as before.

"So this is the reason why you come home so often? Just because women don't know themselves, you can make Aisha wait for you every night. Even Aisyah is already very tired of taking care of you and the house!" Snapped Goddess full of anger.

"You can leave him for that woman!"

Yoga raised his head. "I never intended to leave Aisha Mah!"

"Then what? In reality you always reneged on your own promise to Aisha just to be with whom? The jihan! Jihan is her name? Even you betrayed her until Jihan got pregnant. Lookie! Now Aisha left you because of your own actions. God, what kind of man am I born with!

Listen Yoga the woman you chose to leave your wife is no better than Aisyah. Because a good woman won't set herself up for an illegitimate man let alone a married man like you!"

Brak! The door closed violently.

Intan who saw her Tantenya come out with anger came up to her and touched the woman's shoulder to calm down.

Yoga is getting more frustrating because of the problems that are happening to him. Longing mixed with regret continued to grip tightly his heart. Only Aisyah was in his mind, even the phone that from yesterday rang he ignored.

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