You're Not Mine
Devotional Work

"A-anna who's sister?" The sound from Jihan he can't control.

He found a Yoga face that stiffened but quickly tried to hide it. Yoga throws a towel that he wears to dry his hair. Seeing the wife who did not prepare her clothes, he chose to take it himself in the closet.

"Sister, please answer. I'm your wife, could there be another woman in your life? I'm even carrying your child." Squeak Jihan, her breath seemed to be choked.

Yoga twisting lazy bole, he's a little rough closing the closet door.

"She's Anna, the woman I met from last week. She's very pretty and mature. I was also very satisfied with his service"

"Enough Brother!" The Yoga Sentence was cut off when Jihan's voice seemed to fill this room. Yoga squatting equalled Jihan's height.

"Then why Jihan? Didn't you get used to not being the only one in my life. When I was with Aisyah I was still able to relate to you. You also receive me little time for you.

Then why can't it now? Just one woman, don't be the most hurt pretender like that. Even from a long time ago you didn't feel guilty when you came in contact with me even though you knew I was a married man.

You also don't have to worry about me leaving you, remember there's my baby you're carrying. You have no one in this world either. Only your uncle is***g**** that." Yoga without feeling guilty.

"Sister, however I am your wife now. Even I am pregnant with your child, don't you see how much I have to be so patient in taking care of this house and my unborn baby?

You know for yourself what the impact of what you did was, can't you just change and start with me?" Lirih Jihan's.

"You've been ugly and fat since you got pregnant. You can't satisfy me either, unlike Aisyah just yet. Her skin remains fresh and beautiful despite being pregnant. Makes me not tired of staring at him." Relaxing Yoga.

"maintained? You ever see me and give me money. The days I did were given money by Mama for the needs of this house, even to buy milk if there was more than that money.

Honestly, your money is just to spend time with that woman, right? Sis! Remember your responsibility is me and your son. At least remember your mother who was pregnant with you first. Are you going to just shut up to see a pregnant mother like this?"

Yoga is silent. Little did he realize his mistake.

"Have you ever loved me, brother?" Sihan's great-grandson, inwardly hoping not to get a disappointing answer. Although his mind is out of sync because of the great possibilities that exist.

Her husband seemed to take a long breath. "Even until I met Anna, Ayesha's name didn't move in the slightest from her place."

Jihan closed her eyes, the statement from Yoga's mouth deeply tore her heart apart.

"Thank you for all the time, even without love I'm happy that you've been with me and made me comfortable. Feel the happiness I dreamed of so much. I hope in the future there is little room for me to dwell in your heart." Said Jihan resignedly and tried to move on by reaching out for something to hold.

He left the room when he heard the voice of Mama Dewi calling your name.

While Yoga he fell silent and his heart again throbbed pain when he remembered Aisyah. Although they had been separated for a long time, considering her relationship with Anna lately the guilt was back lodged in Aisyah. It was as if he was cheating for the umpteenth time.

...***...

"Where is Zara going?" Aisyah asked when she saw Zara getting ready.

"Go to Masjid Ai, later tonight it has started tarawih. Usually all residents around here will do filial work in the mosque area. Such as cleaning and repairing the damage of the mosque for men and washing prayer mats, mukena and others are done by women. Well even though there has been no announcement from the Minister of Religious Affairs, there is no mistake if you are ready." Zara explained.

"Well, Ayesha is coming, Ma'am." With enthusiasm Aisyah hoped.

Zara smiled, "Of course, we'll wait for your brother."

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"Well, there's a lot of mama." Aisyah chirps pay attention to the group of people who are so enthusiastic about welcoming Ramadan.

"Yes Dek, Alhamdulillah people around here are very happy to welcome this blessed month. Ramadhan is the great guest that they look forward to. Even the preachers and shaleh people prayed for six months so that they would meet the month of Ramadan.

The pleasure of worship and dignity is very unfortunate for people who feel mediocre and even underestimate this holy month. With this consecrated work, it is hoped that the Khalik knows how we approach the month of Ramadan this year." Said Zara at length. Again Aisyah nodded.

"Yes let's go in."

Satirical separation between women and men has been opened and will soon be taken for washing. Ikfi netra accidentally found Aisyah who entered the Mosque. For a moment he was stunned, but immediately he shook his head.

"Ma fi qalbi ghairullah" (Not in my heart but Allah).

*Yes Allah, I beg for forgiveness when the world makes the servant turn away even the thing that I should offer you instead I direct it to the affairs of the world and the affairs of the servant himself.

You are the heart-turning of men, therefore strengthen the heart of the servant to always be in Your way. And make the servant one of those who receive Thy riddo*. Ikfi said in her heart and turned her face away from Aisyah.

"Where is this boy going to take his carpet?" Ask Zara. He did not realize that there was a man who had noticed him.

"Outside first, the same men here will be brought to the river. Usually there are people there. After this, we will go upstairs, it seems like we've been swept to stay in the dipel." Answer Zara.

"Ouh well Mommy." Reply Aisyah then helps other women who are working.

It was fortunate that after that Aisyah had come out with the others. Ikfi also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lkfi!" Excited one of the men when he saw Ikfi whose back was a prayer rug.

"Well, what's wrong Aziz?" Ikfi asked with a slight stretch of her muscles.

"Piye how are you Le?" (How are you?)

"Alhamdulillah. Koe dawn?" (Thank God be all right, you alone?)

"Podo ro koe, Alhamdulillah." (Just like you, Alhamdulillah)

"Keep busy anyway? Ngko jo lali stopped by yo." (Is busy? Don't forget to stop by later) Aziz continued.

"Let's-Lyo, Insyalah." Answer Ikfi.

Aziz nodded and continued on his way to his residence. While Ikfi continued his activities that had stopped.

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