You're Not Mine
Anger from a Brother

"Han, check this out. Is this not your husband and who is the woman next to him? Definitely not you,"

Jihan poked her head at the friend's cell phone. Well, Jihan is currently outside the house just to calm down. Continued at home makes it not feel at home.

Seeing the status of Yoga on Dira's mobile phone, certainly makes him surprised. After that, he opened his car. Nihil, there is not a single image like in Dira's phone.

So, did you forget to privatize him, brother? Absolutely outrageous. You never even posted a single photo of me. Even when I was your wife, but now. Proudly you showed people about that woman when you had a wife, I was even pregnant.

Dira could feel what Jihan was feeling.

"Why do you still survive if you only get hurt like this, Jihan?" Gently rubbing Jihan's back.

Jihan shook her head weakly. "Maybe this is a punishment for me. I snatched it from another woman first, I never thought of this before. But I have no other choice.

Let me live like this, I am sure as bored as even as hateful as Kak Yoga to me. He will love the child in my womb. Let circumstances punish me like this not my son. Don't let my son have the same fate as I once did."

"But somehow you deserve to be happy even if only for a moment Jihan. Your in-laws haven't even accepted you yet, you're often compared to their ex-daughter-in-law, ignored by your own husband, a job you've done that they've never appreciated.

Although you accept, but I know all this is stressful for you. And this could affect the health of the fetus in your womb, Jihan. If you really want to do this for your child, then you should also think about your happiness first. You've had enough to last this long." Dira continued to convince Jihan.

Jihan looked down, I don't know what made it so hard to leave Yoga. The feeling that was in his heart he doubted, he realized that his feelings were not as strong as before. All this time, all he thought about was the fetus in his stomach.

Dira felt that someone he knew across the highway was waving his hand.

"Affsa!!!" Call her.

The girl called by her name turned her face, she smiled sweetly and approached Dira. But getting closer, the smile on his lips slowly faded. Realizing, who is the woman he knows as the usurper of her brother's husband.

"D-dira, what are you doing here? And why are you with him?" Ask Afsa in a hostile tone.

"He's Jihan, my friend who I want to introduce you to."

"What?!" Afsana's surprise can no longer be hidden. He looked at Jihan's face full of anger, but in his heart it was very painful. It flashed how the Big Brother slumped over the behavior of the woman before him.

"Truly shameless." With a growl Afsana pulled Jihan's hair. The face of Jihan who looked up was immediately wet because Afsa was watering the drink she ordered right on her face.

"Aaaghhh!!!" Jehan's screams don't care about Afsana. The girl who was covered in anger just kept pulling her hair even back to flush her head with fruitful snacks. His anger was not really how much, considering that he was holding some pencak silat belts that he occupied.

Afsana's attitude certainly invited several pairs of eyes to watch them. While Dira he tried to divorce Afsa, although difficult, but eventually Jihan's body escaped the anger of Afsana.

"You why Afsa? Your attitude is completely different from your brother's." Grunts Dira, then he turns to help Jihan who is limp.

"You shouldn't judge someone like this right away, I know that Jihan has made a mistake with your brother. But for now, at least look at the situation. See her as a pregnant woman." Slowly Dira took the two to a quieter place.

Afsa only fell silent as she followed the two from behind. Not because of his anger that was gradually subsiding. It was just that he held back for a moment not to let out any emotions.

Jihan's eyes were hot, for a moment her vision blurred until she felt something wet her cheeks. Which brother will indeed be silent when he sees the destroyer his brother. He did not blame Afsa at all, only he was tired. Facing all this.

When Dira has found a place that he thinks is right, he stops. He began to tell the chronology of each incident that Jihan experienced. From childhood until he met Yoga.

Afsana responded cynically. "Really, so she is the most miserable and suffering woman here? No matter how bad you are, seizing the happiness of another woman is still your actions are not justified. All the stories you've been through that have not changed anyone's perspective on you, Jihan.

If you remember God for a moment, then you will see how much compassion he will give to those who are complaining and want to indulge with Him. Just by being offered a little warmth of a man, you can blind your eyes by not seeing the wife of the man you want to have!! So now don't blame people if they want to judge you by blinding their eyes from your stomach!!" Firmly Afsana then left them with a still controlling anger.

No matter how much the pain of his brother's life, from childhood was never taught to hurt anyone else. Even though he could not control his emotions.

***

A week later.

"Alhamdulillah is finally finished." Said Aisyah breathing fresh air that afternoon.

"Done what?" Chirps Zara approached Aisyah.

"Sister's house." Reply Aisyah.

Zara nodded in understanding. "Alhamdulillah, so we can go together. Ma'am is sure you'll get more calm than ever.

By following the activities that are here during Ramadan. I hope you can treat a little of the pain that's been in your heart."

Aisha smiled at hearing that. "For that, Alhamdulillah, already from far away Aish's heart felt airy and sincere. Even prolonged sadness will not have any positive impact on me. Now, Aish will try to accept whatever decree God has laid down. Just pray that Aish can be istiqomah huh Mbak."

"Aamiin's." Answer Zara.

"Aisha..., Zara...!" The call from Ibuk made them look at each other at the same time. Both of them smiled and shook their heads. Together they approached the woman who had called their name.

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