You're Not Mine
Could This Be Jealousy?

Bugs.

Without any preparation, Yoga's body staggered to the floor. While Manda who immediately grabbed the blanket to cover her innocent body.

"Really disgusting!!! Even in a month like this you are not ashamed to do this?!" The Exclaims of Bagas again hit the body of Yoga without mercy.

Yoga that is still in a state of weakness because of its activity can only be silent without fighting and grimacing pain. Punch after punch from Bagas made his consciousness seem to be lost.

His best friend who had followed had tried to divorce the two. Likewise with Manda, he grabbed Bagas' body from behind to stop the action.

Bagas was getting emotional when Manda's innocent body touched him, he mercilessly threw Manda.

"How dare you touch me b****!!" Manda's pain felt because his back was hit by the corner of the table.

Indeed Bagas himself did not know what kind of feelings he had for Amanda, but his pride as a man he could not accept was denigrated like this. Even he was a bachelor already willing to accept Manda as it is even though he knew Manda was no longer a girl.

For he himself extended his hand to Manda to come out of the valley of darkness. In front of him now, like a nut forgets the skin. Manda betrayed her even with her own best friend.

Bagas knows that he is younger than Manda, he is also not a man who has experience in relationships with women. His young soul, makes him work harder because he is also still the backbone for his family.

Until he did not pay much attention to Manda. But Manda could not accept and wait for him any minute. He will try to give whatever Manda wants, but it turns out Manda is still a p******.

"Aaah, it hurts.." she groaned. Even his back looked instantly blue.

Instead of being concerned, Bagas smiled cynically. "So she's what you mean Anna huh?!!"

Yoga is getting weaker with a bruised body everywhere, he is unable to answer Bagas' question.

Highlight the eyes of Bagas he focused back on Manda who was lying weak. "I don't think you're working as a comfort woman because of your wishes. But it turns out I was wrong, you did it with pleasure.

Living with me makes you hungry, right? Until you did it with my own best friend because I refused." Bagas smiled cynically but also mirically.

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"Damn?"

Jihan looked towards Dira. "What's wrong?"

"It's over." Jihan's eye beads looked in all directions, it was true that they had arrived in front of her in-laws' house.

The thoughts that continue to be fixed on Yoga make him not pay attention to their journey.

"Oh yeah, yeah let's go straight down."

"Wait." Holding Jihan's hand. "Isn't there a father-in-law?"

Jihan smiled shakes her head. "No, usually they are still tadarus after Isha'."

Dira nodded, "Oh Alright. Let's go in."

They begin to pack Jihan's clothes, actually deep within Jihan she is so heavy as to leave Yoga. However, he was unable to hold this all any longer, however he was still a woman who had a desire.

It was only the calmness that he wanted now, he also thought about the content. Not mental and physical health also affects the fetus.

Before Jihan left everything, she slipped a letter in the closet right under Yoga's clothes.

I'm sorry, brother, I didn't mean to leave you. But all this is for the good of our children. I also want to give you a moment to reflect on everything. Recovering your heart that is still hurt by losing the woman you love so much.

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"I'm sorry I took you that time, I should have realized. No matter how wonderful and delicious the food I serve you. Remain the disgusting filthy thing that flies will choose. You're just a woman thirsty for touch.

Thank you for showing the real you, Andi let's celebrate today. I've managed to throw leeches in my life. I don't have to worry about him bothering me because someone has picked him up."

Bugh. Yoga's face slammed back to the side due to a leg kick from the right Bagas hitting his jaw.

Brakk!

The door was closed hard! Several pairs of eyes that had been watching them approached the room Manda and Yoga were.

"Justify my guess!"

"They're not husband and wife."

"Yes, that must be his legal wife."

"Well, I'm pregnant again and I'm left."

"Fasting month like this there are still those who cannot keep lust. Na'udzibillah yes Mom,"

Manda's ears were already so hot to hear it. His tears flowed again, again he got insults and insults from the people. Though lately, he has been so calm because he is no longer disturbed by his life because of his work.

But now, what kind of defense should he say. All he got was his own fault.

With a weak body he grabbed a cloth to just cover his body. He also closed the door, regardless of the ridicule he received from the men.

He roared, whether he should be happy because Bagas had known it until he could live with Yoga. Or sad because with this he was again looked down upon by the surrounding. While Yoga, a drop of tears also down his cheeks.

His gaze was empty, re-enlightened when Aisyah also caught him while being with Jihan. The regret is back, whether it should be what it is now.

Aisha.

***

"What will we do after this?" Aisha asked after praying tarawih together.

"Usually we will tadarus in TPQ in front of our Mosque exactly, we will listen to the readings from others until it is our turn to read the Qur'an. You wanna come?" Zara answered explaining.

Aisyah nodded in understanding. "Sure Brother."

For a while Aisyah was stunned listening to the melodious voice of the women who were struggling. He was very good at reading the Qur'an. Even at school he was often selected to represent his school following the qiro' or tartil event.

But being around people like this, he really felt like there was nothing. He was eager to learn how to recite the verses of Allah as they were.

How happy it was, when Zara would teach him. "Thank you Ma'am."

"Yes, you're the same,"

They began to clean up the place and get ready to go home. However, he stopped his activities when he heard the voice of a man who was still stirring until now.

"That's not Mas Ikfi's voice." Toss one of the people in the room.

Aisyah turned to look at the girl. Ikfi, is he really? Is beautiful...

"Masyaallah merdunya"

"It's handsome, sweet, muezzin,"

"Shby, friendly, generous, hard work."

"It's very comfortable."

The rest of them, they all seemed so fascinated with Ikfi. I don't know why Aisyah's face feels hot, even her heart.

All this time he did not think too much about Ikfi, but the togetherness among them that so often accompanied them. The frequent times made Aisyah touched her heart.

"Especially if Ikfi is having an early morning adhan. Mashaallah, it is ready to be born inwardly if it is in line with him."

"Why is that?"

"Well, if the Aa is ready to wake people up for dawn prayers, let alone build a household."

"Hadeeehh..." It made me laugh for those who heard it.

But not with Aisyah, in her heart as if a fire was engulfing all over her chest space.

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