You're Not Mine
Call on Fishing

"Bak, where are you going?" Aisyah asked when she saw Zara preparing.

"You go to the rice fields, deliver Father Ai's food." Answer Zara gently.

Aisyah smiled brightly. "Can you come?"

Zara looked at Aisyah from top to bottom. "You're sure to come along, it's hot, dirty, too."

"It doesn't matter, can you?" He said and put on a cute face. Zara chuckles at it.

"It's okay, but have you prayed?"

"Hehe, not yet." Sahut grimaces.

"Hm, yes, I prayed first. No need to rush, Ma'am promised to wait."

"Ready Ma'am."

Long enough Zara waited for Aisyah, finally the awaited came out with wide pants and tunics.

"Have you? Let's go." Take Zara.

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"Well, I sing agi karo Ma'am Zara sopo yo? Ayu tenan." (Well, who is it with Zara? Real pretty). Said one of the male farmers whose age is not much different from Zara.

"Weh yes le, sopo after all?" (Well, who is it). Reply to the others. They stopped their activities for a moment. Making one of the men turn his eyes to the source that is becoming a byword.

His eyebrows fused together and narrowed his eyes slightly. But before long she shook her head, "Nyebut Ikfi, she's already someone's wife. There's no way she's here." Mumbled.

"Mr!" Tegur Zara asked his father to stop for a moment.

"Yes Nduk." Sahut.

"Nembe ndugiaken dhaharan niki." (While delivering this food). "Bahar rumiyin to Pak," (Feed first Sir). Said Zara, then with Ayesha they walked towards a hut.

"Nduk Nduk." (Yes, son.) He answered and washed his hands and approached the child.

"Mr, Ibuk. Rumiyin, mriki badhe dhahar." (Bapak Ibuk. Long ago, here to eat). Excited the Father to the others.

Those who had heard Mr. Banyu's call also approached. Eating lunch with a crowd makes the atmosphere becomes not bored, also by talking like this makes them tired as if lost without a trace.

"Oh iyo, iki Ikfi nang ngendi Jo?" (Oh yes, this is Ikfi where Jo is) I stared at one of the men named Joko.

"Duko Sir." (Do not know sir).

He nodded, leaving a little food for his nephew.

"Aisha, Zara, don't you eat?" Looking towards Zara and Aisyah who were talking to themselves.

"Ouh no thank you sir. We ate that." Sahut Aisyah with a smile.

Some people in the same look at each other. "Oh, namine Ayesha anyway." (Oah, his name is Aisha). His whisper.

"Teenan yo." (It's pretty). The other law.

Shortly after they finished, came a man joining them.

"Wealah nembe ti to le, iki wes on the completion of gole maem." (Wealah just came, finished his meal). Reproach your father to Ikfi.

Being reprimanded is just grimacing. "Ngapuntenne Pakde," (Sorry Pakde).

"Yo wes maem sek ngono lo." (He ate there first). Tell Father to Ikfi.

"Satur suwun sir." (Thank you Sir)

"Dad." Lirih Ikfi when he saw a woman he had seen. Her manic swept across the girl's entire body, it was not wrong that the woman before her was now Aisyah. The woman who until now was unable to make another woman enter his heart.

Aisha took her eyes off the phone. His eyes widened, "Ikfi?" Her great-grandchild.

Zara who saw the reaction both frowned. "Dad." His words disperse the reverie of Aisyah.

Seeing Ikfi staring at Aisyah. Make him think. Maybe Aisyah is the girl Hanum told me about. The woman Ikfi liked but left married?

He secretly smiled amusedly. "Lkfi!" Exclaims.

"Oh yes, Zara."

"What's wrong? You were told to eat with me."

"Yes, Mother."

"Well, let's eat fast."

Aisyah just looked down, wanted to ask news to Ikfi too she was embarrassed. Not because there is a taste or what, it just wants to ask like a friend. I don't know if seeing a woman here who does have shame on the opposite sex makes him disinclined. There was Zara among them.

"Ikfi has long since Maak not fishing, after eating can invite Mbak later?" Zara asked breaking the silence.

"Em can be Ma'am, why not." Ikfi replied after chewing her food.

"Indeed, Ikfi will not be scolded by Mbak, not now Ikfi must work?" Chirps Aisyah spoke.

Zara and Ikfi smiled. "Where anyone dares to scold Ikfi, the person he owns the widest rice field really. He comes here sometimes just to monitor, intervenes only occasionally."

"Is that so, Mom?"

"Yes is it."

Aisyah rounded her mouth while nodding.

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Jihan only let out a heavy sigh staring at her husband who was still ignoring her. I don't know how long Yoga has not shown a smile, but today I don't know which wind makes him so cheerful while looking at the phone.

"Sister you're being waited on by Papa, to pray the jama'ah Isya'." Reprimand Jihan while putting the clothes that she had folded.

Yoga gives a glance. "Tell him there's no need to wait, 'cause I'm not going to the mosque right now." Relaxed reply.

"All right." Reply Jihan resigned. Dream where he will live happily together with Yoga extinct already. In fact, he actually has a husband who still holds tight to the past, the in-laws who can not accept it, and a cousin who always insinuates him with spicy words.

"Oh Jihan, prepare me warm water and clothes for me. I want to go." Yoga without staring at Jihan.

"What kind of clothes? It's already night, anyway. Where are you going?"

Brak! The crack of the table on the table made Jihan jump in shock. "You as a wife should do what your husband says without asking. Aisyah never asked me anything when I came home from your house!"

"I-iya Brother, I'll prepare immediately." Jihan hastily moved from her place and prepared what Yoga commanded.

Yoga steadied the sharp Jihan until it disappeared from her sight.

Ting, the instant the look on his face turned bright and smiled. He started typing messages.

All right, wait for me for a second my wife's problem I can handle. The important thing is that you also have to deal with your girlfriend. ~ Yoga.

Yoga lowered his head.

It doesn't matter either, I've been waiting for ya. In half an hour you should be ready. ~ Manda.

Chequek. The door opened, looking Jihan who walked slowly because of the age of the womb that began to enlarge.

"I've prepared the water Brother, you better take a quick shower so that the water is not cold." Jihan.

Yoga nodded in response and immediately stepped his feet towards the bathroom.

Jihan glanced at the bathroom that had sounded, slowly she opened her husband's device on the nightstand. He snorted because he could not open the screen. Irritatedly he put the flat object back because he could not open the key.

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